Yan Yan smiled: "What are you doing so anxiously? If you don't provoke me, don't provoke me."
The Master was stunned.
I didn't expect Yan Yan to be so easy to talk to.
He looked suspiciously at the beautiful girl in front of him who looked like a little fox and smiled like a little fox.
Yan Yan was not too slow and picked up the herbal tea in front of him and took a sip: "Since the Master is not happy, I'm not very interested in the little brat, I'll find him if I don't see him. Master, how are you?"
The old man didn't expect Yan Yan to turn the subject so unexpectedly, and he showed a little unnatural on his face, frowned and scolded: "I'm not joking with you!"
Yan Yan smiled and said, "Well, since the Master said he was serious, then I would also say he was serious. If the Master was willing to agree to me with a condition, I would not go to Xiao Chenzhen again."
Seeing that although she was playful, her expression was not as perfunctory and had room for negotiation, the Master relaxed a little: "You said, if I could do it, it would be fine if I could do it."
Yan Yan: "If the Master is willing to take me to find the Storyteller's residence, I will promise you."
The Master's originally relaxed expression immediately widened his eyes after hearing Yan Yan's words.
The Master's expression almost made Yan Yan amused.
Just now, she looked solemnly and tightly, which made Yan Yan think that this was a calm master. Unexpectedly, as soon as she said something, this person immediately revealed his feelings.
Just sell yourself cleanly.
Yan Yan suddenly felt that this old man was actually quite cute. He was still not at all cunning after living to this age. He was a person with a temperament.
However, Yan Yan could confirm the other party's reaction without asking, and her previous guess was correct.
This master who looked rude and unreasonable, his behavior was completely unreliable and he did not look like a pedan who taught and educated people at all.
But this old man knew the secret of this town.
The Master came to the inn to find her in the middle of the night. In addition to preventing her from approaching Chen Zhen, Yan Yan didn't know what the other party had. But this even more shows that Chen Zhen also has a close relationship with this strange town.
In fact, about Chen Zhen, Yan Yan met him when he was listening to a book in a tea shop for the first time, and he knew that this child was different from others.
When Storyteller tells stories, even Bo Chengxian, the people who listen to stories seem to be completely trapped in the story world described by Storyteller.
But Chen Zhen was always sober, and he was the only one who knew that the story was told every day, but never ended.
In the early morning of the day before yesterday, the child took a food box to the night fog wilderness to give her some snacks, but he was not afraid of the terrifying demon fog at all.
Even in order not to fall into a dream in the early morning, Chen Zhen even likes to go out to deliver snacks at night...
Thinking of this, Yan Yan suddenly became curious.
What kind of terrible dream did Chen Zhen have made him more willing to risk the fog demon than to stay at home to sleep...
"no!"
The Master suddenly pulled out his voice and objected to interrupt Yan Yan, who was ecstatic.
Yan Yan looked at the Master and showed a meaningful smile: "Oh, the Master came to look for me tonight and warned me not to get close to Chen Zhen. I thought the Master was sincerely considering your students."
"I didn't expect that I just made a small request, and the Master refused without thinking. It seems that the Master's concerns about your elementary school student are mixed with a lot of water."
The Master immediately blew his beard and glared: "Who is my worries mixed with water!"
The old man seemed to be hit by Yan Yan's words and jumped up from the chair angrily, walked back and forth on the ground with his hands behind his back.
While walking, he muttered: "I don't let you see my student, not only for Chen Zhen, but also for your own good."
"And that bookmaker, do you think that is a cheap person? That person is not a good person! I don't take you there for your own good. Tell me, you little girl, why are you so bad?
It’s easy to be trouble-free, and on the other hand, I’m not sincere, you simply don’t know the good people’s hearts!”
After saying that, the Master shook his sleeves impatiently, pointing at Yan Yan's nose with a look of hating him:
"You little girl movies, I don't know the dangers of the world. If you tell you too much, you won't understand. Judging from your clothes, you may be the daughter of a wealthy family. You must have asked your parents to hold it and spoil it.
Run out and go wild.”
"I advise you to go back to your boudoir as soon as possible to enjoy your blessings, and not stay in this broken place and stir up thickly!"
Yan Yan asked in a daze: "Why did you say that you were thinking about me if you didn't let me see Chen Zhen?"
The Master was angry and replied casually: "Do you think Chen Zhen is just an ordinary child? This child is not that simple, he is involved-"
Suddenly he closed his mouth suddenly, and then the Master stared at Yan Yan with his yellowed eyes, and his expression was fierce: "Oh, you stinky girl, I am dedicated to you, but you turn your head and make me say something to me!
It's okay if you're a stinky girl!"
The Master shook his sleeves suddenly: "You are not my husband's student. You are willing to die and you have no responsibility to stop me. You can go by yourself!"
Having said that, the old man seemed to be so angry that he turned around and was about to walk towards the door.
But as soon as I walked to the door, my feet had not yet landed on the ground, and my body turned 180 degrees and then turned back.
The yellow eyes that were so fierce just now were staring at Yan Yan...
hand.
Yan Yan had a small pottery wine pot on her hand. She called a teacup on the table and slowly poured herself a glass of wine.
The Master stared at Yan Yan's hands with his eyes. The Adam's apple rolled on his slender neck with a loose skin and sniffed hard, and let out a sincere admiration: "Good wine!"
Yan Yan was like he was not in the house, and she was covered with clear wine in the teacup.
He held it up to his lips, sniffed, and then his eyes narrowed like a cat: "On such a quiet night, you should warm a pot of wine to warm your body, it's so comfortable!"
After saying that, Yan Yan sniffed again, then seemed to have raised her head inadvertently and saw the Master standing straight beside her.
Yan Yan seemed to be frightened: "Huh? The Master hasn't left yet? I thought you're gone."
The Master has long been reluctant to take care of Yan Yan pretending to be stupid and cute.
His eyes stared at the small wine pot, and he moved back from the door step by step.
My face came over and sniffed the fragrance of the wine a few times, and my face was full of pleats like a blooming chrysanthemum: "What kind of wine is this girl? This wine... hiss... is so delicious, so fragrant!"
Yan Yan smiled slightly: "As soon as you hear this, you will know that you are an expert in wine tasting. Do you want to try it?"
The Master stared at the small wine pot on Yan Yan's hand and almost swallowed his tongue. When he heard Yan Yan ask, he didn't even stumble and nodded violently: "Okay, okay, I will taste it, just one bite, thank you girl.