"If you succeed and feel that you have nowhere to go, you can go to Huaicheng to try your luck! Maybe we can meet you again."

Xiao Lingyue said with a smile, and waved her hand at him again.

"Go away quickly. Remember to leave this neighborhood as soon as possible after landing, and the farther you can hide, the better."

Jiang Xun was hanging on the mountain wall, which was very exhausting, so he didn't say anything, nodded and wrote down, and then continued to climb down.

After a while, his figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving only the gently shaking hemp rope, which was still shaking in front of the window.

Xiao Lingyue retracted and stood by the window and stretched.

The footsteps came from behind, and the man's low and cold voice sounded: "Was that boy gone?"

"Let's go." Xiao Lingyue turned around and saw Zhan Beihan throwing a bag of oil paper towards her. She reached out to catch it in surprise. When she opened it, she found that it was a scallion oil pie the size of a palm.

Although it was already cold, the fried golden pie was still shiny, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a strong green onion aroma.

Xiao Lingyue couldn't help but be surprised: "Where did you get this?"

Didn’t Jiang Xun say that he searched the house for a long time and couldn’t find dry food at all, and only a few boxes of desserts to make up the numbers?

When she saw Zhan Beihan's hand again, he also held one, and a bottle of wine.

"I bought it while I was in Huaicheng." Zhan Beihan reached out and pushed the mask up, revealing his sharp and sharp face. He took a sip of the wine pot and walked to Xiao Lingyue and handed it to her.

"There is still some time to warm up."

Only then did Xiao Lingyue realize that it was already late at night.

They had eaten in the evening, then sneaked into Jiang's mansion and followed the secret passage of Jiang's mansion to the camp. Before they knew it, they were busy for the middle of the night, and their spirits and bodies were tightly tight. The bowl of noodles I had eaten before had been completely digested.

Zhan Beihan didn't take out the food, but when he took it out, he smelled the rich aroma of scallion oil pie, and Xiao Lingyue suddenly felt hungry.

She took the bottle of wine handed over by Zhan Beihan, blinked, and suddenly looked at him with a funny look: "Since you have food on you, why didn't you take it out just now in Jiang Xun looking for dry food in the house?"

Zhan Beihan glanced at her with a squinted look: "Why should I give the food to that little devil?"

Jiang Xun needs food, so don’t they need it themselves?

"Puchi" Xiao Lingyue couldn't help laughing, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her mouth was also curved.

"Sure enough, you just dislike Jiang Xun for no reason? You clearly agreed to send him away, but I was the one who helped me, so you didn't care at all."

"You agreed to him." Zhan Beihan said quietly, "I didn't agree."

When she talked about cooperation with Jiang Xun before, Xiao Lingyue spoke, and raised her eyebrows and said, "But you didn't object."

Zhan Beihan was about to say something.

Xiao Lingyue intercepted him in advance: "If you don't object, you will agree, and then let go and ignore it. You don't count on your words."

Zhan Bei snorted coldly, not refuting this, but said unhappily: "He is not a six or seven-year-old child, so he doesn't need to be covered in everything. Why do you care about so much?"
Chapter completed!