Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Chapter 550 Inspection Notes (5)

"Brother, I want to go into the mountains and take a look!" Early in the morning, after washing up, Yan Yiyi ran to express his intention to Hua Murong.

Hua Murong looked at her sister who was so excited, and thought to herself: As expected.

"How long do you plan this trip to take?"

Yan Yiyi thought for a moment and raised three fingers: "If Aye and I are together, it will only take three days."

"Do you mean bringing us along would be a burden?" Hua Murong raised her eyebrows.

Yan Yiyi smiled, then raised her eyebrows like him, and said nothing, silently answering, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Hua Murong suddenly felt a blockage in her heart. She could no longer keep this sister.

Yan Yiyi was joking, but he would not let his people down, so he immediately stepped forward to explain: "Brother, the detectives you brought are ordinary people, so they are naturally no match for us who have practiced martial arts since childhood. You can't let them wait here, right?

Besides, big brother, if it is not necessary, hiding the fact that you know martial arts can sometimes help catch people off guard, right?

Your current persona is that of a scholar with great talent and learning. You avoid showing off your martial arts if possible. At most, you know some martial arts to strengthen your body.

From now on, if you have anything to do, let your trusted people run errands, or you can leave it to us, and establish a character like a military advisor, focusing on quick thinking, resourcefulness, and a weak and talented person. "

After her reminder, Hua Murong suddenly remembered that she did not reveal her martial arts skills when she arrived in Guyang County.

When they were young, with a domineering sister like her standing in front of them, they brothers seemed a little ordinary.

In Sand City, how many families who come from the underworld have boys who don't know martial arts? It's just a matter of high and low.

They brothers are inferior to their sister, who is a martial arts genius. What's more, he seldom competes with others. Unless you have witnessed him performing tasks in person, you have no idea of ​​his true martial arts skills.

Later, when they grew up and had their own preferences, in the eyes of the people in Shacheng, he was a scholar with good literary talent, the second child was a business genius, and the third child was still a naughty and unstable child.

In this way, he doesn't have to worry about others finding out about Sand City and finding out his martial arts level.

Hua Murong's gaze became exceptionally gentle when she looked at Yan Yiyi's face. This sister was still worth keeping.

Yan Yiyi suddenly thought of something, stepped forward and pulled Hua Murong's hand, pulling him down, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, you can actually draw more landscapes, and then organize these paintings into detailed maps, and update the information of Hua Man Pavilion at the same time."

After saying that, she patted Hua Murong on the shoulder with a smug expression as if to say, "This is a good idea, right?"

Hua Murong gently patted her forehead, with a look of dissatisfaction as if she was being ordered around, but her tone was full of doting: "You are the smartest, right?

I see that you can think of Hua Man Pavilion for everything. Why don't I write a letter to Dad and ask him to abdicate as soon as possible so that he can fulfill his wish of traveling around with Mom as soon as possible?"

"Hey! I'm only doing this for your own good. You shouldn't be stabbing me in the back. If you don't want to be the young leader, you should have a baby sooner rather than later. I'll help you train him up while your father is still young."

"That's a good idea~" Hua Murong's eyes fell on her belly, "Hey, sister, you've been married for almost three years, right? Why is there no movement in your belly?

Is it you who can't have children or your brother-in-law who can't have children?"

Yan Yiyi's pupils dilated. Is this something her brother, a gentleman as elegant as the breeze and bright moon, could say?

It's so vicious!