Then came the sound of the door being pushed open.
She entered the room where Lin Lang lived.
He was listening intently, wondering who it was when the girl's sweet voice reached his ears clearly:
"Sister Lin Lang, I brought over the sour plum soup that the boss made himself. Would you like some?"
She brought up two teapots of sour plum soup.
Lin Lang was writing when he saw the two pots and asked casually, "Are you sending one pot to Master Yin's room?"
Yin Chou clearly heard that the little girl was quiet for a while as if she didn't want to talk, and then she discussed with Lin Lang.
"How about you have one pot and I have one pot?"
Lin Lang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Forget it, forget it. I don't like sweet things. You can drink one pot yourself and send the other pot to them."
Yu Huan lay on the table, spinning the cup around out of boredom, without saying anything.
Lin Lang sensed something and asked her, "Are you afraid of Master Yin and don't want to interact with him?"
Yin Chou suddenly stopped talking, his eyebrows raised high. Zhang Linzhou stopped talking in confusion.
"I'm afraid of him?" She raised her voice in a boastful tone and muttered, "What's so scary about him? He's such a small body that would fall over if the wind blew. I just hate him."
In the capital, I'm used to seeing girls flocking to the Second Prince, but this is the first time I've met one who hates him.
Lin Lang stopped writing and asked excitedly: "What do you hate about him?"
He didn't know anyway, so Yu Huan lied with his eyes closed, saying whatever came to his mind:
"He looks difficult to get along with. When he goes out, he sits there waiting for others to serve him. He's really arrogant. His temper is also unpleasant, and his smile is so fake. He just has a good-looking face, so no one says anything to him..."
Lin Lang looked at her and wanted to laugh, but then he remembered that Yin Chou was next door. He tried to hold back his laughter so hard that his shoulders were shaking. Finally, he quietly agreed:
"Actually, I think so too, but no one has ever said it out loud. Xiao Yuhuan, you're so brave to say it."
The Second Prince was indeed a man of extraordinary talent and good looks, but he was born into a high position, possessing strategy, courage, and wisdom. However, he could never learn to respect others. Of course, given his position, there was no need for him to learn.
Those who just see it will naturally feel a little disgusted.
Talking bad about the same person makes the two of them share a common little secret.
However, as it was getting dark, Lin Lang was packing up his calligraphy and paintings and told Yu Huan that he should send the other pot of sour plum soup over, after all, it was he who paid for the inn's accommodation.
Yu Huan had no choice but to bring a pot and knock on the door of the next room.
"Enter."
Difficult to get along with? Putting on airs? Having a bad temper? Yin Chou spoke with a fake smile, staring at her from the moment she entered the door.
Yu Huan faced his cold gaze and placed the sour plum soup on their table, muttering to the system in his heart, "See, the male protagonist is a very strange person."
"You're right." The system felt the real gaze and couldn't help but agree with her.
She put down the sour plum soup and wanted to leave.
"Sang Yuhuan." He called her.
"Go find the boss and ask him to send over a table of delicious food." Yin Chou looked at her, a faint smile on his lips. "Since you're staying, you have to be of some use."
There was a lot going on, and that was what aroused her...
Yu Huan complained, ran downstairs and got the job done.
"Sir, didn't you just have dinner?" Zhang Linzhou was a little confused.
"Have some midnight snack." Yin Chou said calmly.
When Yu Huan came up, the calmness disappeared without a trace.
"I forgot to tell you just now," he instructed, "tell the boss to tell the kitchen staff to use less ginger, garlic and other condiments when cooking."
Yu Huan said nothing and looked at him with a little suspicion.
She vaguely felt that the male protagonist seemed to be playing tricks on her.
"What? You don't want to do such a small thing?" Yin Chou raised his eyelids and asked lazily.
Yu Huan gritted her teeth silently, determined to obey him for the time being. Once he fell into her hands, she would make sure he was in trouble.
She made another trip and completed her mission, praying in her heart that the male protagonist would stop here, otherwise, when he entered the desert, she would definitely follow her sister and give her a good beating...
Things don't always go as planned.
"Go again and ask them to bring up a bucket of water. I need to take a bath soon."
Before she could stand still, Yin Chou's voice rang out.
Yu Huan had already figured out his routine, and ran downstairs without waiting for him to urge her.
?
Finally, the waiter brought the food.
Yin Chou looked at Yu Huan, who had fallen silent, and thought to himself, "He's learned his lesson now. But he dared to talk about him behind his back like this, and even small punishments and big warnings couldn't calm him down."
Yu Huan had breakfast, ate a lot of bread at noon, and didn't eat much at night. But after running around, he digested the food, and when he saw the delicious food in front of him, he felt like eating.
Yin Chou took in her expression, and a smile suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, showing a bit of romantic charm. He beckoned at her.
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