The two cars stopped in front of an exquisite izakaya.
After the exchange in the car, when they got off the car and entered the door, the four of them looked at Luo Jiutian a little strangely.
"What's wrong?" Luo Jiutian touched his face guiltily, "Is there something on my face?"
Jasmine shook her head quickly, then strode into the store and went straight to the front desk.
When Xiaolan brushed Luo Jiutian's shoulder and walked into the store, he tilted his head and asked, "Did you say bad things about me in the car?"
Xiaolan was startled, "Huh? No...no."
"Okay! I just tested it out. Judging from your reaction, you really said bad things about me!"
"Brother Jiutian..." Seeing that there was no one else around, Xiaolan approached him and asked, "Your head... wasn't damaged, was it?"
"...You are too direct. What did you say about me in the car?"
"Ah, no," a bright but hypocritical smile broke out on Xiaolan's face, "We are just worried about your health. We are wondering if you broke your head..."
"Xiaolan, Jiutian, come this way," Jasmine called out to the two of them loudly, pointing with her right hand towards the yellow tatami aisle, "What are you talking about?"
"Hey, you haven't finished speaking yet, so what?"
Xiaolan's fleeing figure has disappeared around the corner.
The private room was quite spacious, with eight people sitting on one side of the long table. Xiaolan immediately chose a corner seat to avoid questioning.
Just as Luo Jiutian was about to press forward to question him aggressively, the waiter came in, spread out the tea, and then the two figures following her emerged timidly.
"Brother Jiutian!"
A very clear cry.
Luo Jiutian tried to grab Xiaolan's hand and stopped on the spot.
Such a sweet, crisp voice.
There's even a trace of... immaturity?
The movements of everyone in the room were stagnant.
He looked at the two figures with confused expressions.
Luo Jiutian slowly turned around.
"Uh...who are you?"
"Brother Jiutian, I am Bobo!"
Qin Yin quietly covered her mouth, and it could be seen that she was suppressing laughter.
"Bobo?" Luo Jiutian asked, "But that photo..."
"Oops, I hate it. People have photoshopped their pictures. How can any girl not photoshop these days?"
But no matter how P...
Luo Jiutian looked up and down at the two girls with wide eyes.
"You are children!"
Two girls who were about the same age as Xiaolan were wearing exquisite little skirts, clenching their little fists, and shouting in a sweet voice, "We are not children, we are fourteen years old, we will be adults soon!"
Jasmine looked completely relieved, with a confused smile on her face. She stood up and mediated, "Oh, it seems there is a misunderstanding. Come on, kid, let me ask you..."
"Who are you calling a child? Aren't you a child too?"
"I..." Jasmine choked suddenly, "I'm going to be an adult soon, okay, you guys..."
The situation seemed to be getting out of control, so the Taoist priest and the others stopped laughing and hurriedly stood up to help calm the atmosphere. Finally, the two girls sat down across the long table angrily and ordered a lot of sashimi, seemingly ready to
Retaliate by killing them severely.
The arrogant Jasmine didn't care at all, and the excitement just now disappeared. She pushed two cups of tea over with a smile and asked softly, "Bobo, first tell us about your experience in the Eight Immortals Village."
Bobo glanced at Jasmine with distrustful eyes, and then scanned the eight of them back and forth. As if he just realized how powerful the enemy camp was, he cleared his throat and said, "Who are you?"
"I am……"
"Who are you?" Before Jasmine could finish speaking, Bobo interrupted her and moved the cushion directly opposite Luo Jiutian, "Brother Jiutian, are they your family?"
"family?"
"They...are your parents, right?" Bobo pointed at Taoist priest and...Qin Yin.
"Mom and Dad?!"
Qin Yin pointed at herself in disbelief, and the gloating smile completely froze on her face.
"Why do you think they are my family?" The hair on Luo Jiutian's head almost exploded.
"Isn't it?" Bobo kept talking, "This, this, is your parents, the one who just spoke, and the one sitting next to her who is about the same age, is your sister, right? The tall one and
The one you look very similar to should be your brother, and the fair one is your brother. As for the younger one..." Bobo looked at Xiaolan, "Is she your ex-girlfriend?"
After Qin Yin was regarded as Luo Jiutian's mother, something even more exciting appeared.
Xiaolan first questioned whether she didn't understand, and then reflected word by word what Bobo had just said.
Everyone has a new identity.
Taoist priest - Jiutian's father.
Qin Yin——Jiutian’s mother.
Jasmine Qiao Nian—Jiutian’s good sister.
Idiot - Jiutian's brother.
Baomu——Jiutian’s younger brother.
And myself—Jiutian’s... ex-girlfriend?
Why would she think someone would bring his ex-girlfriend to meet online friends?!
No, that's not the point.
Why do I look like Luo Jiutian’s ex-girlfriend?!
Obviously...obviously I'm just a little kid...
The little kid was so wronged that he couldn't even speak.
"Ex-girlfriend?!" Luo Jiutian's voice broke, "I... Xiaolan is still a child!"
Bobo glared at Luo Jiutian angrily.
Xiaolan instantly understood where Bobo's brain circuit came from.
If his ex-girlfriend is him, it means that Luo Jiutian likes children, so he might like her...
"Okay," Bobo took a bite of the side dish in low spirits, "I'll just casually say, let's talk about something else."
But some people don't think so.
Qin Yin's eyes were about to burst, but thanks to Jasmine holding her, she didn't pounce directly.
"Tell me, why am I just like Luo Jiutian? Do you know how old he is and how old I am? I'm only two years older than him. How can I... give me an explanation..."
"Who asked you to come with so many people? Of course I have to make a guess."
After losing the hope of falling in love with the handsome guy, the two of them no longer kept up appearances, took off the girdle from their skirts, and started eating meat.
After everyone was mentally prepared that this trip was probably in vain, Bobo and his female companion swallowed the last bite of sashimi, put down their chopsticks, held their stomachs, and started talking.
"That day, the two of us played in a group with six other strangers..."
This is too fast.
Everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks, took out pens, paper, mobile phones, and voice recorders, and listened while chewing the things in their mouths.
"The two of us are experts in secret rooms, and there is basically no secret room that we can't get out of. Before we went there, we also did a strategy guide and knew about Easter eggs. The difficulty of decrypting the Eight Immortals Village is not high, and it mainly depends on taking risks, so our purpose that day was,
Just find a way to open the easter eggs and strive to be the first wave of players to crack the easter eggs..."