Jiang Yubai breathed a sigh of relief without making a sound.
After a while, the waiter brought the meal.
The person opposite ate leisurely and although not as delicately as the ladies in the commandments required of them, she was still very polite.
This was somewhat contradictory to her casual demeanor when traveling around the world, but this contradiction made him unable to help but explore it.
Now it was Hua Qingran's turn to ask: "Why are you looking at me?"
"Your eating habits and behavior are inconsistent. I'm a little curious."
"My maternal grandparents are from a family of scholars, and my grandfather attached great importance to etiquette and rules. When I was a child, I lived with my parents in my maternal grandparents' home, so I developed some habits." Hua Qingran put a small piece of chili into his mouth.
"There's nothing wrong with this habit. It's also good to pretend to be elegant. It makes me look more sophisticated."
"My grandfather was a great writer. Although I didn't learn the essence of literature, the poems and songs I learned were enough to cope with certain situations."
"My mother is the most abrupt person in the family. She doesn't like being restrained, but she will pretend to be restrained in front of my grandfather. Once my grandfather leaves, she loses her image and does whatever she wants."
"Under the influence of my mother and my grandfather, I became what I am today."
Jiang Yubai nodded, "Isn't it spicy?"
"It's OK. I prefer strong flavors, especially sweet and spicy ones."
Jiang Yubai remembered it silently.
"Jiang Yubai, how old are you?" she suddenly asked.
Jiang Yubai thought about it and replied: "I don't remember."
He only remembered that he was about five hundred years old, but he couldn't remember exactly how old he was.
“Is there anyone who doesn’t remember how old they are?”
"I don't know about the others. I really don't remember."
"Oh." Hua Qingran replied and lowered his head to pick up some food.
He looked frank and didn't seem to be lying.
Jiang Yubai accompanied her to eat quietly.
After finishing his meal and watching her go upstairs, Jiang Yubai left the inn.
"Host, what are you doing outside?"
"Stop asking questions."
Wanjiezhu: ...Okay.
When Jiang Yubai came back, he saw the waiter cleaning the lobby, so he put a small piece of silver on the table and said, "Please bring some cold water."
"Are you sure?" The waiter exclaimed, "It's spring now, it's not the season to use cold water, right? There's hot water in the kitchen."
"Just do as I say." Jiang Yubai went upstairs without explaining.
The waiter scratched his head, put the silver in his pocket, and went to fetch water.
After the waiter put the water into the bathtub, Jiang Yubai entered the bathtub wearing only his undershirt.
The wet undershirt clung to her body, revealing her excellent waistline and muscles.
Jiang Yubai closed his eyes and soaked in the cold water, with a faint white light lingering around his body.
The body temperature has risen a little.
In a few days he would return to Yingshan to sleep, but he didn't want to leave.
Hua Qingran sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the things in hundreds of treasure bags. After sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy next door, he looked at the wall of the room.
He is mysterious and either a demon catcher or a demon.
If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t tell me. Even if he is a monster, she won’t do anything to him.
But she had never seen a monster using pure spiritual energy. Many monster hunters used energy that could not be considered spiritual energy because it was too mixed.
Jiang Yubai soaked in cold water all night and only walked out of the bathtub the next morning.
The water on his clothes meandered along his waistline. Jiang Yubai changed his clothes, tidied himself up, and walked out of the room with Hua Qingran when she opened the door.
"Qing Ran, good morning."
"morning."
Hua Qingran looked at him strangely, why did she feel like there was moisture on him?
"Want to go downstairs for breakfast?"
"Yeah, let's go together."
A demon and a man walked downstairs side by side.
"Qingran, Brother Jiang, are you going downstairs to eat? Can I join you?" Lin Huo's voice sounded from the side.
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