Overturning the little milk bottle of the metaphysics boss, everyone loves it

Chapter 390
Yu Zikong was furious at his thick skin, "If you don't want to, go back to your own room, don't be a nuisance here!"

Ye Lanchen chuckled, "With the money I gave, I can sleep wherever I want, do you have the right to pick and choose?"

Yu Zikong was at a loss for words, if he didn't have the currency, he would be tough.

"That's not enough for three people to squeeze into one room." Yu Zikong said pointedly.

Uncle Liu in the corner hid himself in an umbrella.

Ye Lanchen only felt that he had lost face in front of Yu Zikong this time, so he had no choice but to help his forehead.

Yu Zikong's eyes moved, "Could it be that you secretly vacated a room, and then let us squeeze into the same room?"

Ye Lanchen couldn't explain why, and said impatiently: "It's good to have a place to sleep, if you want to be alone, go out and book another room."

Yu Zikong kept his mouth shut as he wished, not to mention whether he had the currency.

Even if it is now, it is impossible to go out. Just now, he imitated Qiao Mengsong's voice to lure them to open the door.

Song Baoling nodded on the surface, but he didn't believe it in his heart. With Ye Lanchen's temperament, how could he compromise casually.

"A coachman is still on your mind?" Ye Lanchen tried hard to suppress his unnaturalness, and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper.

It's probably not a good thing either.

In this weather, he felt a little stuffy, and he and Jun Tingsheng wore the same clothes, it was indeed a completely different feeling, his self-esteem was almost shattered.

Ye Lanchen touched his nose guiltily, "The driver said he didn't know us well, so he insisted on sleeping in a room by himself."

"Uncle Liu, don't you need an umbrella?" Lianjiao looked left and right but never saw Uncle Liu's black umbrella.

Sure enough, Song Baoling sensed something was wrong, "What's going on? You two sleep in the same room?"

What would happen if Linger found out that it was him? How should he explain it?

A bit of helplessness rose between Ye Lanchen's brows, it's over, Song Baoling must have noticed something.

He was still tightly wrapped, with one leg hanging down, the other bent up, and his hand resting on the knee of that leg.

The day he spoke harshly, he decided to go with Song Baoling.

Song Baoling felt a chill, and didn't ask any more questions.

"Of course not, it's just that you noticed this by accident." Ye Lanchen smirked.

"I said Prince Jun, why don't you just confess directly." Ye Lanchen suggested.

On the other side, the driver had a clear expression on his face, and he was thinking about Jun Tingsheng's steamed stuffed bun shop.

"You will be discovered sooner or later." Ye Lanchen said with certainty.

The coachman was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "The business must be very good."

Now it's all right, Song Baoling must know that he and Yu Zikong slept together, so you don't need to guess to know that there is a ghost.

It's just that Ye Lanchen didn't allow them to open the curtain, so he didn't know what happened along the way.

"My friend, what did you do before?" the coachman couldn't help asking, not knowing what to call him for a while.

Just when Ye Lanchen was thinking about how to reply, Song Baoling suddenly changed his mind, "Forget it, just take this car."

After speaking, he got into the carriage, Ye Lanchen heaved a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he saw Jun Tingsheng's eyes were full of resentment and loss.

Ye Lanchen looked outside, Jun Tingsheng was sitting in front of the carriage and driving.

Jun Tingsheng's hearing was amazing, and he naturally froze slightly when he heard Song Baoling's words, feeling a little nervous in his heart.

He patted his heart and let out a long breath, "I was so scared to death, I almost died by my own hands."

He wouldn't be fooled, how could his master call him so kindly after knocking on the door to no avail.

The people driving next to him didn't understand why he was dressed like this.

Yu Zikong didn't pay attention, the chopsticks almost stuck in his nostrils.

Jun Tingsheng refused without thinking, "No, she will drive me away."

"Well, it's not that you can't watch it, but I'm afraid that it will leave a shadow in your heart." Ye Lanchen said pretendingly.

Moreover, he had already said harsh words before, so he couldn't let Ling'er care about him anymore.

Yu Zikong thought for a long time, then suddenly pushed Ye Lanchen, "Did you give up that house to the coachman!"

At the beginning, it was aimed at Yu Zikong's face, but now he has been completely convinced by Song Baoling's beauty cream.

Jun Tingsheng: ...

"By the way, how did we get here?" Song Baoling asked curiously.

Song Baoling glanced casually, then stepped into the carriage and paused, "I'm going to the carriage behind."

Ye Lanchen was speechless for a moment, he didn't want Song Baoling to know it was him, but at the same time he felt aggrieved that Song Baoling didn't choose him?

Ye Lanchen was caught off guard when he pushed half his body to the side, his face darkened, "Yu Zikong! Are you short-hearted?"

The coachman came to chat with Jun Tingsheng because he was too bored, but Song Baoling and others were already leaving.

The sun here is not the sun in the sky at all, it is made by the people here, so there is no harm caused by solar energy to him.

They walked smoothly and steadily along the way, as if they were just walking an ordinary road.

Ye Lanchen almost spit out a mouthful of porridge.

Only he himself knows how difficult it is to see Song Baoling collapsed in front of him and not look back.

It was like this until dawn, except for Song Youyou, no one slept well, all had dark circles under their eyes.

Ye Lanchen: ...

With a guessing expression on the driver's face, Jun Tingsheng reminded, "We're about to leave, are you sure you're still sitting here?"

This man has an extraordinary demeanor and is certainly not an ordinary coachman.

Without even thinking about it, Jun Tingsheng made up a random one, "Seller of steamed stuffed buns."

And it might have been discovered, just now Song Baoling looked at him differently than before.

With two dark circles under his eyes, Uncle Liu said lightly, "We've all entered Haicheng, so we don't need an umbrella."

Song Baoling squinted at him, "Why are you so excited? Is there something you can't hide from me?"

I can't wake up when I eat in the morning.

Jun Tingsheng lowered his eyes, "I'll leave when she finds out."

"Hey, where is the groom who got out of the car with you last night?" Song Baoling asked suddenly.

Even if it is deliberately concealed, the sense of nobility on the body cannot be changed.

Many young girls love this one.

"Where is that coachman?" Song Baoling asked Song Youyou casually as he got some goat milk for Song Youyou and fed it mouthful by mouthful.

"You'd better do what you say." Ye Lanchen got into the carriage and asked Jun Tingsheng to drive quickly.

On the contrary, Ye Lanchen was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

The coachman went back immediately.

It was the first time in my life to be used like this, and I was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"No, it's the three of us." Yu Zikong pulled Uncle Liu to the side.

Jun Tingsheng paused, thinking of Ji Ren Tang, "It's pretty good, most likely it's a woman."

He had to make sure that Song Baoling's health was fine before he could leave with peace of mind.

In the other car, Yu Zikong teased Song Youyou boredly, while Song Baoling let himself go.

Lianjiao was also thinking about herself and Song Lianxin, she was engrossed.

The three of them were together, rarely quiet.

(End of this chapter)