Chang Luqiu sat crookedly on the ground, and Mu Jinhan also sat on the ground. He finally reached out a hand and patted the old man's shoulder, "Old man, you are so interesting. I am determined to be your friend."
Mu Jinhan stretched out the beggar's chicken in front of Chang Luqiu. "Let's eat together."
Before Chang Luqiu could take action, he added, "The other drumstick is mine too."
Mu Jinhan planned in his mind that once he learned how to beg beggar chicken, Shangzhanglou would be able to fully represent beggar chicken, and then he would live up to expectations and make beggar chicken famous all over the world.
Chang Luqiu squinted and pulled off a piece of chicken breast, and said cheerfully: "Okay. Girl, you are a cheerful person. My old man also likes to make friends with cheerful people. Let's be friends."
"Haha. Old man, give me a small wine bottle. Let's have a drink for our friends. We won't go home until we're drunk." Mu Jinhan thought happily. They were all friends, and the agency should not be a problem. He was in a good mood, and there was nothing to worry about anyway.
It's okay, just eat and drink to your heart's content.
Wu Ya couldn't stand it anymore. The purpose of his trip was extremely important. If he left for even a second late, King Xian's life might be in danger. At this time, he couldn't spend a few days with them here, not even for a second.
But at this time, he was blocked by the old man who claimed to be the leader of the Beggar Clan, and his acupuncture points were sealed everywhere, and he could not move.
"Chang Luqiu, let me go quickly. I have important things to do, so I can't accompany you here. I'll come back here to find you in seven days and then send you back." The last words were said to Mu Jinhan.
But Mu Jinhan didn't accept his favor, and she gave him a stern look. Chang Luqiu, who was preparing to untie his acupuncture points, thought that he was too embarrassed to bring up the matter between the two young couples, so he made no move.
Mu Jinhan secretly thought that this black crow didn't care about her thoughts and just wanted to go to the imperial city. It must not be doing anything good. Besides killing people, what else could the killer do? Let him stay here for a week,
He suppressed his temper.
Mu Jinhan moved his head towards Luqiu and whispered to him: "Old man, help me touch my husband's mute point too."
Chang Luqiu hesitated and whispered back: "This, this is not good."
Mu Jinhan pretended to be displeased and curled his lips and said, "Are we friends?"
"That's for sure." Chang Luqiu had no choice but to raise his hand to seal Wuya's mute point.
Mu Jinhan began to whisper, "Old man, you don't know something. My husband, well, actually, I don't need to tell you. Anyone who looks at him looks like this will know that he can't make people feel at ease, and he can't give it to a woman."
He gives me a sense of security. He spends all day outside messing around with flowers and picking flowers to attract butterflies. I can’t beat him, but I can’t understand my hatred even if he scolds me. He is so angry that I almost feel heartbroken.”