"Wait here." Zhao Qiang said to Lang Yixin. He nodded to Mu Shen, passed through the passage that Mu God left, and walked towards a room with a large box door inside. Zhao Qiang suddenly felt a little confused.
Logically speaking, the two of them are not very familiar with each other yet, but it is a bit strange to discuss such an intimate topic now. But now that it is here, the knot in my heart always needs to be untied. But, how should I call it?
Women are right?
Xiahou Ruoxuan? It’s too far.
Ruoxuan? She acts as if she is really his woman.
Miss Xiahou? Forget it, that’s it! This title is very official. Zhao Qiang made up his mind and strode towards the door. There were two women in the tea room, one sitting on a wooden bench and enjoying tea.
Another older woman was serving beside him.
Seeing Zhao Qiang come in, the older woman looked at her curiously. The woman in white who was sitting whispered a few words to her. The woman nodded in agreement and withdrew, not forgetting it before leaving.
Close the door. She thought Xiahou Ruoxuan came all the way here to express her affection! Little did she know that Xiahou Ruoxuan's restless heart was filled with murderous intent.[
Xiahou Ruoxuan has bright eyes and white teeth, and her face is still graceful and beautiful, but compared with last time, her face is slightly fatter. She is wearing a loose white T-shirt and any pink and white, but her face is like a mirror, and no other woman is pregnant.
The pregnancy spots were so obvious. Zhao Qiang took a special look at her abdomen. The protrusions were not obvious, maybe because they were covered by her sitting position or clothes.
She concentrated on tasting the tea in her hand and ignored Zhao Qiang's arrival. She was just as cold and charming as when Zhao Qiang saw her for the first time. After all, she is also a woman, so she cannot be the first to talk about this kind of topic!
Zhao Qiang didn't wait for anyone to greet him and sat down opposite Xiahou Ruoxuan.
He picked up the teapot and refilled the cup in Xiahou Ruoxuan's hand, and smiled flatteringly at her. Unexpectedly, he ignored her and put the teacup he had just refilled on the table, never wanting to look at it again.
Zhao Qiang thought to himself, if you don't want to drink, I will drink it myself. He took a tea cup and poured himself a cup of tea. He picked up the cup and poured it into his stomach. He didn't even eat breakfast, so he was really hungry, so he might as well drink some tea to satisfy his hunger first!
Xiahou Ruoxuan sat across from her and looked at this man, feeling complicated. This man was a stranger to her. The total number of times they met was five or six times, and this man was a stranger to her.
Extremely familiar. He was in her dreams every night, and she read his name many times every day. She believed that one day, she would kill him.
"Miss Xiahou, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Zhao Qiang felt a little sorry when he remembered that he had asked a woman from his family to wait here, so he apologized very gentlemanly.
"..." The other party sat coldly, not paying attention to Zhao Qiang.
"Haha, I haven't seen you for such a long time. How are you doing? I heard that something happened within the Wanghou Clan. I have always been worried about you..." Zhao Qiang said with an embarrassed smile.
It’s a ghost to believe Zhao Qiang’s words! If the news hadn’t come here that Xiahou Ruoxuan was pregnant, and the child might be hers, he would have almost forgotten about this woman. Zhao Qiang didn’t have a deep affection for her.
There is no feeling of guilt about feelings. Some things are just done, and there is nothing to regret. However, now there is something important to ask her, and it is not a problem for both of them to keep a straight face. The atmosphere must be harmonious.
That's good.
Xiahou Ruoxuan's eyes looked outward. Downstairs was the National Pedestrian Street. People were coming and going, and it was very lively. I wonder if Xiahou Ruoxuan's eyes were attracted by those beautiful gadgets. Xiahou Ruoxuan remained silent.
, Zhao Qiang felt a little depressed. Both parties came all the way here to explain the problem clearly. They couldn't just sit here stupidly for a while and then separate, right?
"Um...Miss Xiahou, are your injuries better?" Zhao Qiang asked with concern on his face.
hurt?
What injury?
When have you been injured?
"..." Xiahou Ruoxuan finally withdrew her gaze from the outside and looked at Zhao Qiang doubtfully.
Zhao Qiang pointed to Xiahou Ruoxuan's buttocks and reminded: "The injury there..."
"..." Xiahou Ruoxuan's face suddenly turned red, then turned red-purple, and then turned purple-red again. Her shoulders kept trembling, her eyes stared fiercely at Zhao Qiang, and she looked like she was eating him raw.
The look of hatred that penetrates the bones.
She knew that the injury Zhao Qiang was talking about was the row of small letters carved on her butt when he forced himself into her body. Those words were like fish bones stuck in Xiahou Ruoxuan's throat. She said to her more than once
Every time she looked in the mirror and saw those crooked and dog-crawling fonts, an extremely strong sense of shame would well up in her heart. This was a great shame and humiliation in her life.
But it’s really Zhao Qiang’s fault. You can just carve words. The carvings are so ugly and have no sense of artistic beauty at all. No wonder Xiahou Ruoxuan is angry. Look at the words some women carve in places where professional eyebrow tattoos are done.
How beautiful, not only will people not be angry, but they will also give you money!
Moreover, the carvings in that place could have added some desires. But Zhao Qiang has no artistic talent. He cannot carve butterflies like Baizhi, or v... Zhao Qiang can't even draw a fly, and the characters he writes are crooked and awkward.
Ugly. With these words on her butt, it will be a problem for Xiahou Ruoxuan if she wants to get married in the future. Thinking of the pitiful experience in the future, Xiahou Ruoxuan felt sad. But after all, she has been in a high position for a long time, and her character and mind are very determined. She endured it.
Weeping tears to prevent them from falling, stood up and left.[
"Hey...where are you going?" Such an important matter has not been resolved. After she left, wouldn't it be in vain that he came? Zhao Qiang also jumped up from his chair and stopped in front of Xiahou Ruoxuan.
"Get out of the way." Xiahou Ruoxuan said with a cold face.
“Ms.
.If anything happens, let’s talk about it! Come, sit down and talk about it.” Zhao Qiang apologized piously.
"I don't think we have anything to talk about." Xiahou Ruoxuan said coldly. This was indeed what she was saying. When Mu Shen brought her the news that Zhao Qiang was going to meet her, she really didn't want to be with this man.
The meeting place. But after thinking for a long time, she agreed. Moreover, Mu Shen also encouraged her to come over, and some things were solved face to face, so as not to leave any knots in her heart. In the future, whether she turns enemies into friends, or fights or kills,
All are left to their choice.
"How could it not be? I have always felt that the two of us are destined. We talk about ideals, literature, clothing, cosmetics... Oh, I am also proficient in some Western music and classical music... How come there is nothing to talk about?
What?" Zhao Qiang was going to help Xiahou Ruoxuan and wanted her to sit down again. Xiahou Ruoxuan was unwilling to let Zhao Qiang touch her, but she sat down again herself.
"What do you want to talk about?" Xiahou Ruoxuan's face was as cold as ever. It was not like this for the first time the two met. At this time, she hated Zhao Qiang in her heart, so she would not give him a good look.
"Um...Ms. Xiahou, I heard someone said...you feel a little uncomfortable?" Zhao Qiang was a little embarrassed to speak. He asked someone if she was pregnant, and it was a bit embarrassing to ask someone who was an unmarried woman.
"What on earth do you want to know?" Xiahou Ruoxuan sneered, will you still be embarrassed?
…
After Zhao Qiang entered, Lang Yixin had to face Mu Shen and his men alone. They all stared at the lonely Lang Yixin like wolves and tigers, as if they might pounce on Lang Yixin at any time.
Turn a blind eye to them and only have one opponent in your eyes.
"Please." Mu Shen walked up to Lang Yixin and pointed to a room that had just been opened.
Lang Yixin went in without hesitation, and no matter what dirty tricks they used, he followed suit. However, Mu Shen didn't use any dirty tricks. This was also a tea room, with tea already placed inside, and the room was filled with the fragrance of
The smell of tea means that Mu Shen means to go in and have a rest.
Lang Yixin sat facing north to south, picked up the tea cup in front of his nose and smelled it. The top quality Tieguanyin was fragrant, but Lang Yixin did not drink it after smelling it for a while, but put the tea cup back to its original place.
Mu Shen frowned and said, "Are you afraid that I'll poison you? I don't even bother to use this trick."
"I'm not used to using other people's cups." Lang Yixin said calmly. Although this tea cup looks new, who knows if it has been used by others. Lang Yixin will not use such a public tea cup.
"It's exactly the same as the legend." Mu Shen nodded and his face became kinder. They had conducted an investigation on Lang Yixin before. This man's biggest shortcoming was his mysophobia. It was reasonable for him to react like this. But
However, people with such prominent shortcomings generally do not live long.
After Lang Yixin put down the cup, he no longer said that Li Jingke could drop the needle, but the two of them looked at each other in silence like martial arts masters before taking action, feeling each other's emotions. For a long time, the fire in Lang Yixin's body was getting stronger and stronger.
To suppress it. And Mu Shen's hand holding the cup was also "creeping" and "creeping", and the eyes of the two collided fiercely again. However, this time it was no longer as peaceful as before, but
Like a war beast about to burst into flames.
"Eager for a fight." Mu Shen slapped the cup on the table and said.
"That's what I wish for you." Lang Yixin said excitedly.
"There is a courtyard behind the teahouse." Mu Shen reminded succinctly.
"Very good." Lang Yixin nodded. Being able to fight with this guy must be a rewarding thing. Before they could take the right path, the two of them jumped directly from the entrance near the inner courtyard. They greeted the others.
As they walked further away, the two started fighting each other with fists and fists.