"Jiangbin City, China Famous City Community, be good!" Jiang Xiao looked at the grand community gate outside the car window and sighed in his heart.
He really is a kid from a rich family.
This high-end community stands on the mountainside. After entering the community and circling along the tree-lined mountain road, Jiang Xiao saw buildings and residences and flowers blooming on both sides of the road.
Passing by the rockery and fountain placed in the community park, before approaching the top of the mountain, Xia Yan finally drove into a single-family house.
As the independent garage door next to the small villa slowly opened, Jiang Xiao shook his head helplessly.
There is also a car here.
If it were Han Jiangxue, she would probably only think that there was a car stored here.
But for Jiang Xiao, this is a Porsche 911.
Now it seems that the Land Rover driven by Xia Yan is a relatively low-key and simple car.
Jiang Xiao resisted the unpleasant smell of spicy hotpot, got out of the car, looked around, and said, "How rich are you, a rich man like you?"
At this time, Xia Yan also got out of the driver's seat and said nonchalantly: "Do you think you will be happy if you have money?"
Jiang Xiao: "Huh?"
Xia Yan came over, put her arm around Jiang Xiao's shoulders, and said earnestly: "You are wrong, you can't even imagine the happiness of rich people."
Jiang Xiao: "."
It can be seen from Xia Yan's residence and vehicles that her family is indeed rich. Of course, these cars are nothing to the real rich. After all, the value of the vehicles here is only a few hundred at most. Thousands, there is no real "magic car" worth tens of millions or even more luxury.
But for poor people like Jiang Xiao, who make money by treating pregnant women, the identities of low-level tycoons and god-level tycoons are the same, they are both tycoons.
"Then you took me to eat a bowl of spicy hotpot that costs 7 yuan, and you still asked me to pay for it." Jiang Xiao shook his shoulders in disgust, but unfortunately he didn't shake Xia Yan's palm away.
"Let's change things up a bit. I'm tired of all the food at home. I can eat whatever I want." Xia Yan turned the car key with her slender fingers and walked out of the garage humming a tune.
Looking at the graceful back, Jiang Xiao shook his head helplessly: "Sure enough, if you gain something, you will lose something!"
"Huh?" Xia Yan stopped, turned to look at Jiang Xiao, and asked with an unkind expression, "What?"
Jiang Xiao shook his head and sighed: "You gained money and lost your worries."
Xia Yan: "."
Jiang Xiao: "Little sister, are you in love?"
Xia Yan hooked her hand impatiently and signaled Jiang Xiao to hurry up and follow her: "You are really poor. With your bamboo body, give it another two years. I didn't dare to put any force on your shoulder just now, for fear of hurting you." You can’t get up from hitting the ground.”
Jiang Xiao nodded silently. It made sense, and Pengci seemed to be a good choice.
Jiang Xiao followed Xia Yan into the small villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a middle-aged woman.
"Aunt Zhou, throw a sleeping bag into the basement. His name is Jiang Xiaopi, and he will live in our basement from now on." Xia Yan put the car keys in the tray at the door and said casually.
Jiang Xiao looked at the woman in front of him, she looked like a nanny.
"Okay, miss." Aunt Zhou agreed, turned and left.
From this small conversation, Jiang Xiao felt that the two people should have a simple employment relationship, and they did not seem to be related to each other.
"Didn't you say that you live here by yourself?" Jiang Xiao asked in surprise.
Xia Yan nodded: "Yes, oh, that Aunt Zhou also lives here. She is good at cooking. Don't you want to drink mutton soup and eat mutton? Let her cook it for you tomorrow."
"You have 10,000 houses here, and you want me to sleep in the basement?" Jiang Xiao looked at Xia Yan helplessly.
"You are really like the sun. You need a suitable environment to thrive. In the next few days, you will be completely isolated from the colorful world outside." Xia Yan is also a cheerful person, joking and bickering with Jiang Xiao along the way. , but she seems to have a small idea in her heart and is executing it.
"This" Jiang Xiao looked at the luxurious decoration. Before he could get familiar with the environment, Xia Yan covered his eyes with a hand.
While pushing Jiang Xiao forward, Xia Yan covered Jiang Xiao's eyes and said, "Don't look at it, these things are unrealistic fantasies that you will never have in your life."
Jiang Xiao:? ?
After twisting and turning, Jiang Xiao heard four words: "Be careful of the steps."
"Aunt Zhou! Why did you tell him?" Xia Yan stamped her feet and said dissatisfied.
Jiang Xiao carefully walked down the stairs and muttered: "Oh, woman."
When Xia Yan released the palm covering Jiang Xiao's eyes, the two of them had arrived in the so-called basement.
This place is not as dark and humid as Jiang Xiao imagined.
This place is more like a training room. Compared with my own home, this training room is more equipped. It is about a hundred square meters. The training equipment is arranged on the left half of the basement, and there is an octagonal ball on the right half. cage.
This was something Jiang Xiao could only see on TV in his previous world. Yes, it was not a square boxing ring, but a cold octagonal cage.
This kind of thing can easily remind Jiang Xiao of mixed martial arts competitions like UFC.
The light here is very dark, there are only a few light bulbs, and they all emit dim light.
In Beijiang dialect: It’s open and bright, wouldn’t it be nice to install a few more big white lights? Why is it so dark
The main thing is, and it makes sense: there are no windows.
Facing a pile of heavy fitness equipment, a cold octagonal cage, and dim lights, Jiang Xiao felt quite depressed.
"You will live here for the next few days. Meals will be delivered to you. There is also a small independent bathroom here." Xia Yan put her hands on her hips and seemed to have a sense of accomplishment. She looked at the layout of the underground training room and said, "9 School starts on the 1st of the month. I’ll see how your condition is then. If it’s good, I’ll help you ask for leave from the school, so you don’t have to go to the military training when school starts.”
Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up: "Don't you have to go to the military training?"
Xia Yan said with a smile: "It depends on your study progress here. Call your sister to report that you are safe and tell her that you are going to retreat here and concentrate on your cultivation."
"Okay." Jiang Xiao took out his mobile phone. Although it was in the basement, the signal was pretty good, not bad.
Today's young people are not isolated from the world at all as long as they have mobile phones and signals.
She simply assured Han Jiangxue that she was safe. Unfortunately, the aloof Ms. Han didn't say a second word. She just answered Jiang Xiao's every word with the word "hmm" and finally hung up the phone first.
Well, it's very ruthless.
As soon as Jiang Xiao put down the phone, Xia Yan snatched it away.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Xiao looked at Xia Yan doubtfully.
Xia Yan held the phone, stretched out her index finger, scanned the fitness equipment in the basement, and said, "From today on, they are your toys."
The phone was confiscated
I haven't started school yet, are you going to let me feel the fear of being dominated by the teacher
"Tomorrow morning there will be a coach to accompany you to exercise and teach you basic courses. In addition, clothes, food and water will be delivered on time. Don't try to escape, you won't be able to run far. This door will always be locked, and don't use 'Qingmang' 'Smash it, you can't afford it.' Xia Yan turned around and walked up the stairs, her figure stopped at the door, "That's it, I wish you good luck."
"Oh, that's right." Xia Yan suddenly remembered something, dug into her pocket, took out two White Ghost Star Beads, and threw them to Jiang Xiao.
In the snowy field, Xia Yan was assigned four White Ghost Star Beads, two of which she absorbed during the process of killing the White Ghost, which replenished her star power.
She never absorbed the remaining two, but unexpectedly, she gave them to Jiang Xiao.
"Thank you," Jiang Xiao looked up at Xia Yan at the door above the stairs and said, "Why do you take such good care of me?"
"Her brother is my brother, after all. Besides, this thing won't help me much." Xia Yan waved her hand indifferently and closed the door directly.
Listening to the sound of the lock, Jiang Xiao sighed deeply. Is it just because I am Han Jiangxue's younger brother? Is it really just like that
Above, at the basement door, Xia Yan did not leave. She leaned against the door, smiled and shook her head: "I hope you can help me complete my plan."
This plan is about her senior year, the team, the school, and her future.
These will be discussed later, so I won’t mention them for now.
Xia Yan sighed and gathered her thoughts. She also had a second purpose, which was...
Xia Yan couldn't wait to take out Jiang Xiao's mobile phone.
His slender fingers kept swiping the screen and finally found Weibo.
Click on it!
really! No account or password is required, just log in directly.
Xia Yan showed a naughty smile, as if she had two devil horns growing on her head.
Jiang Xiaopipi is not skinny, hehe, the day of saving the country through curves is about to begin.
Xia Yan flipped through Jiang Xiaopi's meager bag, and it turned out to be the same one.
Xia Yan thought for a while and started typing.
A few minutes later, a cuckoo call came from a house far away in the Garden Community.
Han Jiangxue had just finished taking a shower. Her face was red and her eyes were blurred, showing her unknown lazy and charming side. She held a towel in one hand, wiping her wet long black hair, and picked up her mobile phone.
Jiang Xiaopipibupi
Just came from Warwick Maimang C199
I'm so happy to go home with her.
PS: The first day I fell in love with Sister Xia Yan.
"Jiang! Xiao! Pi!" Han Jiangxue clenched her right hand tightly, almost crushing the phone.
Thanks Rexxxx for the great reward.
(End of chapter)