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Chapter 39 Delicious but Dumplings

After returning home, Chu Chen walked directly into the room with his bag in hand.

Song Yan was still sitting on the sofa reading information. She glanced at the door of Chu Chen's room. She couldn't help but be curious. She put down the information and walked over, knocking lightly on the door.

"What did you just bring in?"

Song Yan couldn't restrain her curiosity, so she ran out late at night, picked up a bag, and sneaked back.

Chu Chen's expression showed embarrassment.

He didn't want to hide Song Yan, but what he was about to do was a bit difficult for ordinary people to accept.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Chen could only vaguely mention, "Some good things can help me solve my urgent needs, but you can't help me, so I can only solve it on my own."

Song Yan looked at Chu Chen in confusion for a long time, her eyes widened a bit and her cheeks turned red.

"Honey, can you come in and help me?"

Chu Chen decided not to hide it anymore.

Song Yan raised her head, her face flushed, "You are dreaming!"

This man is so dirty.

Song Yan picked up the information and went back to her room.

Chu Chen was stunned. After a while, he shook his head and closed the door.

"This is the most authentic Jiu Xuan Lingren Technique."

Chu Chen used cinnabar to draw a talisman and wrote down the birth date obtained from Song Muyang's villa. Judging from his age, this should be the birth date of Song Qinglong, the eldest son of the Song family, and the protagonist of the Song family in the Royal Court Hotel tonight.

"The cinnabar talisman paper of Xingluomen is made of pretty good materials."

Chu Chen said to himself, and couldn't help but think of the girl from the Xingluo Sect he met tonight. Although she was not very old, Chu Chen felt that her attainments in Qi Sect were better than Huang Yuhai's. "It's really impossible."

I thought that I would meet the disciples and grandsons of the Seventh Junior Brother."

The founder of Xingluomen is Taoist Master Luo Yun.

Many years ago, Taoist Luo Yun became a member of the Jiu Xuan Sect, but in terms of seniority within the Jiu Xuan Sect, Taoist Luo Yun was still Chu Chen's junior disciple.

He is her master. These words did not deceive the girl Wuyou.

"All miraculous arts in the world come from the Nine Mysteries."

Chu Chen thought of Huang Yuhai's black witch villain technique, "How can the villain technique of the black witch sect be compared with the authentic Jiu Xuan spirit technique."

Chu Chen took the drawn talisman paper, folded out the little figure, held it in his hand, opened the door again and walked out.

The Jiu Xuan Ling Ren Technique, the closer the distance, the easier it is to control.

Royal Court Hotel.

In front of the round table in the private room, Song Muyang's family of five were smiling, proud, and their faces were filled with happiness.

"Uncle Song, my dad said he will be here in ten minutes."

The woman sitting next to Song Qinglong is Huang Xiuxiu. However, her name is somewhat inconsistent with her body shape. She can almost be described as tall and powerful. She is dressed in a neutral dress, with short hair and thick eyebrows, a high nose and thick lips.

Song Qinglong sat next to her, even giving people the feeling of a little bird clinging to her.

Song Muyang's eyes lit up and he immediately smiled and said, "Uncle Song is really honored that Mr. Huang Wu could take time out of his busy schedule to come here."

Huang Xiuxiu smiled and grabbed Song Qinglong's hand, "Qinglong and I fell in love at first sight and we are in love. Sooner or later we will be a family. Uncle Song, you don't have to be polite."

"Sister-in-law is right."

Song Qingpeng was so excited that he picked up the teacup and said, "I'll give my sister-in-law a drink with tea instead of wine."

Huang Xiuxiu responded with a toast.

Warm atmosphere.

The box door was suddenly pushed open.

A man walked in, a slender middle-aged man wearing a suit.

Among the seven generals of the Huang family, Huang Qide ranks fifth.

The sound in the box suddenly stopped, and the Song family stood up and looked at the visitor, their expressions unable to conceal their excitement.

Song Qingpeng was elated. If it weren't for the mutual love between his eldest brother and Miss Huang, their family would not have the qualifications to be entertained by Mr. Song Wu.

The position of the head of the Song family is stable.

Song Qingpeng straightened his waist a little.

The spiritual outlook of the Song family cannot be lost.

"Fifth Master."

Song Muyang walked up and said, "I am Song Muyang. We met at the annual meeting of the Chancheng Chamber of Commerce last year."

Huang Qide nodded with a smile, "Hello Mr. Song, everyone is seated, you're welcome."

Huang Qide sat in the center seat without hesitation, and glanced at Huang Xiuxiu with fondness, "My daughter has been shy since she was a child and is not good at communicating with others. It is rare that she meets someone she likes. I hope that her lover will

You can also treat her well."

Song Qinglong immediately stood up with a serious look on his face, "I fell in love with Xiuxiu at first sight. Xiuxiu can like me, which is a blessing I gained in my previous life. I will definitely hold her in my hands and pamper her."

Huang Xiuxiu's face turned red, she lowered her head and pinched Song Qinglong's hand shyly, "Be more reserved in front of dad."

Song Qinglong was so painful that he wanted to cry.

He knew very well that Huang Xiuxiu had practiced martial arts since she was a child, and among her peers, she had rarely encountered an opponent.

Huang Qide looked at Song Qinglong, showing his talent and satisfaction.

Although the status of the Song family is far inferior to that of the Huang family, there is no other family in Chancheng that can compare with the Huang family?

After Song Qinglong sat down, Huang Qide began to understand the situation of the Song family.

"In terms of talent and ability, Song Xieyang is far inferior to you, but the position of head of the Song family is actually Song Xieyang."

Huang Qide shook his head and said, "Mr. Song, your eyes are a little dim."

Hearing this, Song Muyang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

With what Huang Wuye said, it won't be long before the position of head of the Song family will definitely change hands.

"What's even more ridiculous is that Song Xieyang actually asked his married daughter Song Yan to seduce the young master of the Ye family, Ye Shaohuang."

Song Qingpeng laughed loudly, "It's a pity that Master Ye doesn't like him at all.

Moreover, Song Yan’s husband is a door-to-door son-in-law and a fool. Such a family style will completely ruin the Song family’s face.”

"Is the son-in-law of the Song family really a fool?"

Huang Xiuxiu was curious.

"certainly."

Song Qinglong smiled, picked up the wine glass, stood up, and replaced the wine with tea.

Huang Qide smiled and nodded.

No one noticed that at this moment, in a coffee shop box next to the Huangting Hotel, Chu Chen had already taken out the paper talisman.

"Nine Mysterious Spirit Techniques!"

The tea cup in Song Qinglong's hand suddenly hit the ground and broke into pieces with a clang.

The box suddenly became quiet.

No one thought that Song Qinglong would suddenly drop the cup.

"Brother, are you... too happy?"

Song Qingpeng couldn't help but speak.

Song Qinglong laughed heartily, "I'm so happy today. As the saying goes, if the tea is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk. I, Song Qinglong..." Song Qinglong looked down at Huang Xiuxiu with affection, "I am already drunk in front of the beauty."

Huang Xiuxiu was extremely shy.

Song Muyang's face couldn't help but change color. Song Qinglong's move was too frivolous.

Song Muyang glanced at Huang Qide from the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat. Huang Qide's expression was indeed not very good-looking.

"Brother."

Song Qinghe suddenly remembered that before setting off, he saw that his eldest brother's hall was dark, and he was afraid that something bad had happened.

"Brother, don't worry."

Song Qinglong put his arm around Huang Xiuxiu's shoulders and said with a smile, "We four brothers, blood brothers, have been blessed together since childhood! As the saying goes, dumplings are not as delicious as dumplings. After we get married, I will ask Sister-in-law Xiuxiu to give them to you every day.

Make dumplings and eat them.”


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