"hang Jian, take two of you to the guest room first." Kouyi smiled directly at the man behind him.

"yes!" The man named hang Jian stooped down.

"please go here!"

"thank you very much. We can prepare one room for the two of us and waste two. You can prepare three rooms for the three of them." Yuan Ye said and hugged Duanmu Yunji's waist. But left Zhang Ren and his three men aside.

the blue tendons on hang Jian's forehead jumped suddenly, and his eyes became more gloomy and sharp, but they only recovered in a moment.

Yuan Ye saw everything in his eyes. The sixth feeling was that...