Chapter 199

What the hell is a noble man? Li Luoyang felt that he would not be a noble man, because he was running out of money in his pocket. To be honest, he was a poor man, a poor man who was about to eat dirt.

"Let's go. According to our agreement yesterday, Xiao Hui, you go to the roof. Monk Jia, you go and squeeze with Zhang Bashi. Dong Ming, you go in with me."

Li Luoyang doesn't even regard himself as an outsider. He doesn't even need to avoid it with sister yu'er. There are so many places to pay attention to when he goes out. Well, it's good to have a seat.

But miss yu'er didn't think so, especially when she saw Dong Ming sneaking into her carriage like a boudoir, her face was very ugly. Zhang BA's posture was black and ready to move, but monk Jia stared at it. Zhang BA's posture could only endure. Anyway, sister yu'er didn't speak.

"You've gone too far."

"Not really."

The carriage started sparkling. After all, miss yu'er still got into the carriage with a black face. She always couldn't walk. The carriage was at least warm. If Miss yu'er and Zhang's style didn't appreciate it, Li Luoyang didn't mind asking monk Jia to throw the two people out of the carriage. Yes, he just liked the carriage. Xiao Hui was still eating ash on the carriage ceiling, I didn't see what people said, did I?

Because Li Luoyang almost wrote the words "fight me if you don't accept it" on her face, miss yu'er was unhappy. She still could only stare at her eyes like swallowing the goshawk raw and sit in her own position. Dong Ming was very smart and honest. Li Luoyang stayed in the corner of the carriage. Li Luoyang relaxed her hands and feet and lay on the furry carpet, Very comfortable appearance.

"Girl, don't be so angry. It's meaningless. You think I don't know. In fact, you're glad we're here, aren't you?" turned over. Li Luoyang felt his wound still hurt, so he couldn't help frowning and chatted with Miss yu'er in a different position.

Women's faces often show different effects under different lighting. Curled up in a corner of the carriage, they can only accept the little light in the carriage, which makes miss yu'er's face look as if she has matured ten years old at once. Li Luoyang even sees some dust smell between her eyebrows.

Can it be said that miss yu'er is actually a dusty woman?

"Do you men like the feeling that everything is under control?"

Miss yu'er suddenly turned around and looked at Li Luoyang. The ray of sunshine changed its position on her face and fell directly from the angle of the center of her eyebrows to the tip of her nose, but a small shadow appeared on her red lips.

"So I say you're just pretending, and it doesn't look like you've been practicing for several years?" Li Luoyang narrowed his eyes. He felt the carriage turning. The shaking curtain made a wrist thick and thin sunshine fall on his face, shining on his young facial features and cunning expression. The two were strangely integrated into Li Luoyang's face without any difference.

"What years?"

There was a trace of tension on miss yu'er's face.

"There is a girl in the neighborhood who has just grown up and is raised in the boudoir. This is not used to describe you. The girl raised in the boudoir is not like you, so?" Li Luoyang didn't mean to give Miss yu'er any face at all, which made miss yu'er a little uneasy. Her face turned black and said: "Why, do you feel unclean? If you feel unclean, you can get off. No one wants you in the carriage."

"I didn't touch you again. What does it have to do with me if I can't clean it." Li Luoyang turned over and said leisurely: "you must be a baby because your reaction is so encouraging."

After hearing Li Luoyang's words, miss yu'er over there suddenly stopped talking, and Li Luoyang seemed to fall into a deep sleep. She closed her eyes and lay down on the soft carpet, breathing gradually evenly. Dong Ming had to open her eyes, as if yu'er would be bad for Li Luoyang if he wasn't careful.

Unfortunately, yu'er didn't mean to talk to Dong Ming at all. She didn't even want to look at Dong Ming. The carriage was so quiet until Zhang Ba had to stop to have a rest.

Poor ash finally climbed down from the top of the carriage, and the whole person was about to lose consciousness.

"It's good. It's good for his injury. People can stimulate their potential in the body when they are in a desperate situation. Luoyang, don't you think?" monk Jia's obvious public and private revenge made Li Luoyang speechless. He looked at the sky. Fortunately, there should still be the sun in the afternoon. Maybe Xiao Hui's life can be better.

"It seems that we can only sleep in the wilderness again tonight. Hey, little childe, what are you going to do?" Zhang asked with a smile, showing his yellow teeth.

"We don't care. We can go with you before we find a new carriage. Well, but if there are too many enemies, I don't think we can carry it, we'll withdraw at any time." Li Luoyang shrugged his shoulders and said some bastard words. If it wasn't for miss yu'er's cough, that gesture might really turn over.

Unfortunately, even if Zhang BA's face is turned over, it's useless. The biggest feature of Li Luoyang is that he's not afraid of others. Isn't it? What's he afraid of when monk Jia is there?

There was still a little sun in the afternoon. When the sun set, Xiao Hui really couldn't work. Li Luoyang looked at the little gray as green as iron and had to ask Dong Ming to clean up a fire. He was afraid that if Xiao Hui didn't bake again, Xiao Hui would become an ice stick in the morning.

"Master, I can stand it. Taking a carriage is better than walking."

At night, sitting around the fire, the slow little ash suddenly said to Li Luoyang.

"How do you know I'm not going to take the carriage anymore? Her carriage is good. It's soft and warm inside."

"But you haven't talked to them anymore. Hey, master, don't you understand me?" Xiao Hui moved the corners of his mouth and reluctantly smiled.

"Understand, Dong Ming's Dong? Take it and have a drink. I came out in the carriage."

"Shameless!"

Sister yu'er opposite the fire stared at the porcelain vase in Li Luoyang's hand. It originally belonged to her. In fact, even she didn't have much. After all, this kind of good wine is hard won. It is much higher than the turbid wine outside. If it is packed in a luminous cup, it looks crystal clear and is a superior product of Shanggong.

"Isn't it just a little wine? What's rare? I'm too lazy to do it, otherwise I can't see this quality of wine."

Li Luoyang stuffed the porcelain bottle into Xiao Hui. He didn't drink himself. First, he didn't reach the legal age for drinking. Second, he didn't like the feeling that his brain was dizzy after being anesthetized by alcohol. Maybe some people would think it's good to feel out of control, but Li Luoyang didn't like it.

"Boast without making a draft. This is a real Nanshan wine. You can't see this clear quality anywhere else."

"Tut ~ it's just a bottle of low alcohol wine. It seems that it's rare in the world. Young master, I'm not in the mood. Otherwise, there's as much wine as there is!"

"Don't believe it!" cried miss yu'er. "If you have the ability to get me ten jars, I'll."

"What are you doing?" Li Luoyang asked smilingly, glaring at miss yu'er.