Xing Luo raised his arms and hugged Ye Lixiao's neck, "What are you apologizing for? It's not your fault."
Whether it was that night or what happened to the two children, Ye Lixiao was always the victim.
"Let's not talk about her anymore." After saying that, Xing Luo kissed him on the face.
She could tell that Ye Lixiao seemed a little uneasy. He was afraid that Xingluo would feel uncomfortable because of Yan Shengxia's incident.
"Luo'er..." Ye Lixiao lowered his head and kissed her.
"Ring-" At this moment, the landline phone in the hall rang.
"..." Ye Lixiao frowned in displeasure.
I didn't intend to pay attention to it, but the sound continued, disturbing their interest.
"Master Xiao, you go answer the phone. I'm going home first. In the past few days, I happen to have some things to deal with at home. You can come and find me." After saying that, Xing Luo stood up.
"I'll go there tonight." Ye Lixiao kissed her reluctantly before answering the urgent phone call.
Afterwards, Xing Luo straightened his clothes and left Ye's house.
Ye Lixiao walked to the landline phone. The number displayed on it came from Ren Yinlan...
After returning to Shuiyue Jinghua, Xingluo returned to the room.
She walked to the closet and gently pushed it aside.
Behind the closet, there is a small compartment hidden, which contains her treasures, including advanced weapons, homemade medicines, drawing paper, brushes and other items.
After Xing Luo took out the things for painting, he moved the wardrobe back to its original place and covered the compartment.
After setting up the easel, Xing Luo started to paint...
When creating, a high degree of concentration is required. As soon as Xing Luo started writing, several hours passed before he knew it.
It wasn't until Wan Qixian and Jun Buzui returned home in the evening that Xing Luo realized that so much time had passed...
After dinner, Xing Luo continued to create. Ye Lixiao originally planned to come over to find her at night, but something seemed to happen, so he canceled the plan and told Xing Luo not to wait for him.
downstairs.
After Wan Qixian finished eating, he sat on the sofa and ate dessert, while Jun Buzui had already gone upstairs.
Throughout the whole day today, she did not take the initiative to talk to Jun Buzui, and she tried her best to endure it without even looking at him.
But the little Taoist priest looked at her from time to time...
Wan Qixian felt very happy, so he finally couldn't help but peek at her, right
Is it still far away from completely defeating him
Wan Qixian thought for a while and then sent a message to Jun Bu Zui.
Let him come over and give you a massage.
It didn't take long for Jun Buzui to come down obediently. He walked up to Wan Qixian and said in a cold and melodious voice: "Donor, haven't you... given up? Why did you let Donor Xingluo order Pindao to do this? What kind of thing?”
He had just received an order from Xing Luo to go downstairs and give Wan Qixian a massage.
Massage will inevitably involve physical contact. Since Wan Qixian has given up, why...
"I want to correct something." Wan Qixian lay on his side on the bed, supporting his head, looking at Jun Buzui calmly, "I am the one who orders you to do things now. You just need to remember that you are a part-time worker and have no right to choose. No matter who tells you to do things, it will be the same."
"..." Jun Buzui was slightly startled.
In other words, his creditor changed from Xingluo to Wanqixian...
Wan Qixian continued: "Daoist Master Jun, don't feel too good about yourself. I am your creditor. I don't pay you so much salary just to let you eat and drink here without working. Luo Baobao You have given me the power to command you. You are now my servant. Isn’t it your duty to serve the master? Come over and give me a massage~"