My host is a playboy

Chapter 305
Rejuvenation Pavilion · Hall

The pavilion master sits on the main seat, and two cups of new tea are placed on the table.

"Here you come? Sit down and taste it, the best Lu'an melon slices." The pavilion master took the tea bowl lid and swept it on the tea bowl, looking at Po Han casually.

"Subordinates dare not." Po Han lowered his head.

"What a disappointment." The pavilion master covered the tea bowl and placed it on the table.

"Please punish the pavilion master." Pohan immediately knelt on the ground, very respectful.

"Let me punish you if you don't move, tsk, it's better to get up." The pavilion master raised his hand, with a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Yes." Pohan stood up and stood aside.

"Come for her." Not an interrogative sentence but an affirmative sentence.

"I didn't expect you to come to intercede." The pavilion master continued, his voice neither sad nor happy.

"You have to give the Second Pavilion Master another chance." Pohan said respectfully.

"Give her a chance? I haven't got a clue after three days? I don't raise straw bags in the Huichun Pavilion!" The pavilion master's eyes darkened.

"What the pavilion master said is true." Po Han continued to persuade without hesitation.

Although he has some affection for the second pavilion master, he naturally knows who he should be loyal to.

"You don't want to continue?" The pavilion master teased.

"My subordinates dare not."

"You are honest, how long has it been raining?" The pavilion master looked at the rain curtain outside the door.

The rain seems to have never stopped.

"It's been more than two hours." Po Han replied.

"Forget it, since you don't want to drink the good Lu'an melon slices, then give it to our second pavilion master. After kneeling for so long, go to the cold." There was a trace of coldness in the pavilion master's beautiful eyes.

Po Han took the cup of tea, turned and left, "Yes."

Looking at the back of Po Han leaving.

The pavilion master smiled, "My second pavilion master, it's been more than ten years, don't let me down..."

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Huichun Pavilion·Hefengyuan
A coldness hit, and the elk turned sideways to avoid it, but the coldness changed direction very quickly and rested on the elk's neck.

"Pavilion Master is coming back now, it's your fault!" The voice of the visitor was cold and full of anger.

But the elk didn't care about the father's sword on his neck at all, and smiled calmly.

"Who did I think it was? He didn't die, yes, how could the Second Pavilion Master be willing?" Elk sneered.

"Stop messing with me here. I know it's you. There are still ten days before the pavilion master returns. What do you mean by sending her a letter to Feige three days ago?" Xiaoyi bit every word hard. , full of hostility.

"Did you see it? But my pigeon didn't fly out." The elk smiled innocently.

Xiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Qiu Yu!"

"What's the use of hating him? Didn't you guys deal with him long ago?" The elk's voice remained calm, as if she didn't have the sword around her neck.

"Yeah, if I knew it, I should have dealt with you sooner." Xiaoyi's sword edge was a little closer to the elk's skin.

But the elk was not afraid at all, and still smiled, "That's a pity, you have no chance, the pavilion master is back, and this spring pavilion is not your world."

Xiaoyi is impatient, but she also knows that it is absolutely impossible to do anything now.

Out of breath, he put away the sword.

Seeing that Xiaoyi withdrew his sword, the elk smiled even wider.

"That's right, my sister said a few words, it's so much to see outside just now." The elk stretched out his hand to touch Xiaoyi's face, but Xiaoyi knocked it off halfway.

This smiling look is really an eyesore.

Xiaoyi looked at the elk, and said: "Elk, you killed Mi Wu yourself, and it has nothing to do with the second pavilion master!" His eyes were condensed, without a trace of warmth.

"That's not what you forced me to do!" The smile on the elk's face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold face.

(End of this chapter)