When a straight man is bound to the matchmaker system [Transmigration Book]

"Uh... ah?"

When Chen Ming heard Luo Huaqing's answer, he couldn't help but froze on the spot.

In his mind, the phrase "Just be happy" is no different from dangerous speeches such as "Damn it, fuck off" or "I'm not happy, don't you have any points in your heart?"

But Luo Huaqing is an ancient person after all, could it be that this sentence actually means agreeing?

He was taken aback by his own thoughts, but Luo Huaqing only found it funny when he saw his expression.

After all, Chen Ming didn't have time to cancel the mind link in his busy schedule. Although there were many words he didn't understand, he also roughly understood the idea of ​​the sword spirit:

Dare you suspect that you are making progress by retreating?

Covering his lips with his fingers, there was a hint of teasing in his eyes, shallow pear dimples appeared on his cheeks, the other hand stretched out his finger and pointed at Chen Ming, said "Xiao Ming", then turned to point at himself, calling "Qing Qing".

At the end, he still didn't forget to evoked a sweet smile: "I should finally understand now, right?"

"Qing...Qingqing," Chen Ming's eyes almost popped out, he murmured out the name with some unbelievable caution, "Where are we... going now?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized that he had asked a stupid question. Fortunately, Luo Huaqing didn't notice his strangeness. He frowned and thought for a while, and then responded with his thoughts:

"Lin Zhuo recently signed up to join the House of Internal Servants. I took advantage of his status. Of course, I had to report to Yaofeng City instead of him. However, Master seems to have made other arrangements. I know the general idea in my heart, but I'm not sure yet, so I'll wait until now. Let's talk about the destination."

"Okay, everything is up to your arrangements."

Chen Ming wanted to get rid of this issue as soon as possible, so he quickly found another excuse to change the subject: "However, I don't understand, why didn't you just tell your master the truth about pulling out the ancient sword?"

After all, so far, Qiu Hezi has devoted himself to this only disciple. Whether he has gone through hardships to find a scapegoat for him, or spent a lot of energy to draw a cloud boat with a mountain and river brush, it all shows that he attaches great importance to Luo Huaqing.

But why Luo Huaqing always kept a layer of guard against him and refused to go beyond it?

But unexpectedly, there was no noise in Luo Huaqing's heart reached Chen Ming's ears, he just quietly stared at the clear moonlight in the distance, and sighed for a long time:

"My acquaintance with Master was an accident. Since he didn't tell me any information related to my life experience, then I also don't need to reveal my family background."

"Xiao Ming, you have to know that people in this world are sinister. Before you get to know a person thoroughly, you must not give everything you have without defense."

He is clearly only a 15-year-old boy, and he is still working hard for the high school entrance examination in modern times. How can he have such a sad tone and dignified expression, and his eyes seem to have gone through the vicissitudes of life.

Unexpectedly, the master-student pair did not communicate with each other to such an extent. Chen Ming pursed his lips in distress, but then again, the current situation is turbulent and walking is difficult, so there is nothing wrong with being careful.

As if feeling the sound from the back of the cloud boat, Qiu Hezi leaned on the bow, lazily raised his eyelids, and yawned long:

"It's Hai time, Qing'er, you should rest early. Be a night owl at a young age, be careful not to grow taller in the future."

"Okay, disciple will go to bed now, master, you should also go to bed earlier."

Luo Huaqing nodded, obediently rolled up the blanket into a pillow shape, and pulled the quilt aside to cover her body.

Chen Ming crawled along his arm to his shoulder, shrunk and got under the quilt, and whispered good night in his ear.

The energy consumed today was too much, Luo Huaqing just responded softly in her heart, her slender eyelashes drooped, her lips parted unconsciously, her breathing became slow and long, and she fell asleep not long after.

Chen Ming flipped the pancakes on the spot, sometimes admiring the beauty's delicate face, and sometimes peeking at Qiu Hezi's weird sleeping position hanging upside down with a golden bell. After tossing for half an hour, he finally tilted his body and fell into a deep sleep.

Yun Zhou's speed was about the same as that of a car, and the three of them arrived in Yaofeng City early the next morning.

To be on the safe side, Qiu Hezi used a mountain and river brush to add masking charms on both her and Luo Huaqing's faces. To others, the two of them looked normal on the surface, but as long as they looked away, they would immediately forget what they looked like .

Yaofeng City is located in the southeast of Qingli Country, with a mild climate, abundant resources, and prosperous business. It is considered one of the top cities on Qiongzhou Road.

The street was full of traffic and crowds. Qiu Hezi led Luo Huaqing all the way avoiding the crowds. After walking for half an hour, they finally stopped in front of a gorgeous and tall building:

"Here, apprentice, here we are."

Sitting on Luo Huaqing's shoulder, Chen Ming looked around with great interest. He saw that the building in front of him was about six stories high, with green eaves and vermilion walls. Decorative tassels and red and yellow lanterns.

Exquisiteness is exquisiteness, but too many accessories piled up together, it can't help but look a bit messy and tacky.

"This is the largest brothel in Yaofeng City——Qiutangju."

Luo Huaqing's eyes fell on the lacquered gold plaque in the middle of the entrance of the building, and he frowned almost imperceptibly.

Youth, brothel? !

What about learning the craft, what are you doing here?

Chen Ming was taken aback, his impression of brothels only existed in the descriptions of the four major classics and a few basic ancient books, as well as a series of verses such as "Ji Huaiyi is prosperous and thinking about flying, and wants to go to the brothel to embrace the bright moon" spoofed by his friends.I didn't expect that one day, I would actually be there.

It's really... life is like a play.

Qiu Hezi led Luo Huaqing into the Qiutang residence, without even looking at the beauties of all colors, he went straight to the old bustard, and handed over a silver ingot:

"Mother Hua, please call Miss Mo Ying for me, will you?"

The old bustard of Qiutang House is a middle-aged woman with a slightly overweight figure, but she can still see her charm, and her dress is not as gaudy as ordinary women. laughed:

"Guest officer, don't be impatient. I'll ask Ying Er to go downstairs to receive you. You should wait in the living room."

Not long after, a woman in a goose-yellow skirt came down the stairs gracefully.

She has the appearance of a classic oriental beauty, with a well-shaped nose and sharp lips, white skin that is more than snowy, and a slim fit. Even if Chen Ming is tired of looking at contemporary glamorous and moving stars, he can't help but admire this woman's good looks.

However, Mo Ying did not appear in the original novel, and he has no way of predicting the direction of the next plot, so he can only go with the flow and adapt to the situation.

Jiao Didi's great beauty moved lightly with lotus steps, and walked in front of Qiu Hezi.

Originally, Chen Ming thought that the warm scene of the gifted scholar and the beautiful woman's sympathy for each other was about to be staged, but Mo Ying suddenly gritted her teeth and snorted, and fiercely punched Qiu Hezi's chest with her small fist:

"He Lianqi, you dead ghost, you still know how to come back and see me!"

The "dead ghost" Qiu Hezi hastily covered her mouth, which prevented the situation from further escalating: "Mo Mo, there are so many people here, it's not a good place to talk. Let's go to the room first. You can scold me whatever you want, okay?"

Chen Ming, Luo Huaqing: ...

What God unfolds!

Mo Ying let out a "woo hoo" sound unwillingly, but was helplessly inferior to the rare eighth-level peak force in the world, so he could only angrily lead the two of them up to an elegant room on the third floor under the restraint of Qiu Hezi. Reversely bolted the door.

"He, Lian, Qi!"

Almost at the same time as she turned around, the light in Mo Ying's right hand exploded, and a long whip filled with red light stretched out in an instant. It was the fire-attributed natal spirit martial Chiyan whip. With her wrist flicking, the slender whip body immediately grew. Eyes drawn towards Qiu Guzi!

"Momo, keep someone under the whip!"

Qiu Hezi hastily took out the Shanhe brush to block it, his Yuan power was obviously a whole second class higher than Mo Ying's, but he didn't dare to make mistakes because of his sympathy.

In addition, Shanhebi is not good at speed, it can't compare to Chiyan whip's attack as fast as an afterimage, but in just a few breaths, his blue shirt is full of holes, and there are many wounds on his body.

How can it be a tragic word!

The author has something to say: Hahahahahahahahaha, isn’t the progress of Qingming CP very fast~

But our sand sculpture straight boy Xiao Ming realizes that it will take a long time~

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