The host always wants to flirt with the villain after being bad

Pei Qingran stretched out his hands to hold Jiang Tingting's cheeks, and rubbed the tip of his nose against hers, his eyes darkened.

"What are you thinking? Huh?"

Jiang listened and came back to his senses.

"No, I just had a nightmare last night."

Pei Qingran rubbed her thin lips against her cheek, sticky.

"Dreams are all fake, I'm here!"

Jiang Tingting chuckled, stretched out his hand and pushed Pei Qingran away.

"Okay, don't be sticky, get up quickly, I'm hungry."

"Obey!" Pei Qingran picked up Jiang Tingting, dressed and put on her shoes in a hurry.

After the two cleaned up, they went downstairs to have breakfast.

The tables and chairs under the inn have been replaced with new ones, and Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran are still having breakfast at the window seat from yesterday.

Jiang Tingting gnawed on the meat bun while thinking about what happened last night.

Still have to know Wen Zhiyu.

Wen Zhiyu must be possessed by someone, and the possessed soul must also know her. He is related to her missing memory and her mission...

the closest person.

Thinking of this sentence, Jiang Tingting narrowed his eyes, his eyes were dark, took a deep breath, and suppressed the riot in his heart.

Use Wen Zhiyu's face to say such a sentence.

So disgusting.

323 said that after Wen Zhiyu was demoted to a commoner, he was displaced, and was immediately taken back by a female officer who had coveted him for a long time. When the female officer tried to possess him, Wen Zhiyu struggled and was beaten severely by the female officer. , fell into a coma...

323 doesn't have any data about what happened next, but the female officer died, probably by Wen Zhiyu, how she killed it, I don't know.

Even now Wen Zhiyu's whereabouts and data, 323 can't detect it at all.

"Why are you in a daze again?" Pei Qingran sat across from Jiang Tingting, arched his fingers and flicked her forehead.

Jiang Tingting finished eating the bun in his hand, raised his eyes and smiled at Pei Qingran.

"It's like not sleeping well."

Pei Qingran propped his chin and looked at the woman opposite.

She has something on her mind, but she doesn't seem to want to tell him.

A little unhappy, but can't force her.

After breakfast, Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran left the inn together.

The two just went wherever they went, without a specific destination.

Stay longer in interesting places.

Although Jiang Tingting wanted to meet Wen Zhiyu, she did not go to Wen Zhiyu. There is no need to look for this person, he will definitely appear again.

Sure enough, after the two rode their horses galloping through the woods, they came across three or four ferocious bandits surrounding a man.

The man was tall and tall, with the attitude of a modest son, even if he was threatened, he still smiled quietly.

Yo...what a coincidence.

Jiang Tingting pulled the rein and stopped, Pei Qingran also stopped when he saw this, and slowly drove the horse alongside her.

Over there, Wen Zhiyu also caught a glimpse of Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran who were watching the play, and he slightly raised his lips.

Those bandits approached with big knives in their hands, Wen Zhiyu swung his folding fan, and cut the bandits' lifeline in one stroke, so fast and ruthless, it was a bit dazzling.

Several bandits fell to the ground, Wen Zhiyu put away his folding fan, walked towards Jiang Tingting with a smile.

Pei Qingran frowned, glanced at Jiang Tingting, who was slightly indifferent, pursed his lips, stretched out his long arms to wrap her around her waist, hugged her to his horse, hugged her very possessively in his arms, and brought her He stared at Wen Zhiyu with great hostility.

Wen Zhiyu is a little strange.

He couldn't tell what was strange, but he felt threatened.

Seeing this scene, Wen Zhiyu's eyes flashed a dark color, but it was fleeting, and he still had the demeanor of a gentle gentleman.