Tang Bohu felt Qiuxiang's struggle, and then felt that something was not right. He relaxed Qiuxiang and said with a puzzled look: "Qiuxiang, what's wrong with you? Don't you recognize me? I'm Tang Bohu.
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"9527, are you crazy? Let me go!" Qiuxiang was still struggling, but Tang Bohu's hand was very strong and he refused to let go. No matter how hard Qiuxiang tried, he couldn't break free.
"Did that boy Chen Jinyuan do something to you? How come you don't recognize me?" Tang Bohu suddenly had a thought in his mind, remembering the spine-chilling smile on Chen Jinyuan's face just outside the door. It must be Chen Jinyuan.
What is happening is that maybe Chen Jinyuan came in ahead of time and discussed it with Qiu Xiang, asking Qiu Xiang to pretend she didn't know him.
Thinking of this, Tang Bohu looked at Qiuxiang who was struggling. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was what he thought. The nervous look on his face slowly dissipated, replaced by a thick smile, and once again
He put his arms around Qiuxiang's small waist and laughed loudly: "Okay, Sister Qiuxiang, stop teasing me. Don't you even recognize your husband-in-law Tang Bohu? Come and let me kiss you!"
"Ah!,9527 you bastard!" Tang Bohu had a mean smile on his face, and pressed his big mouth on Qiu Xiang's face. Qiu Xiang screamed, and he didn't know where the strength came from, and pushed Tang Bohu away.
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Tang Bohu was caught off guard and took a few steps back. Before he could stand still, he saw a fist slowly enlarging in his field of vision.
"Peng!"
"Ouch!" Tang Bohu screamed, covering his eyes and jumping in pain.
"9527, get out of here right now, or I'll call Brother Chen!" Qiuxiang pointed at Tang Bohu's nose and shouted angrily, her chest heaving up and down, and she was so full of rage that she wanted to turn Tang Bohu into ashes.
"Qiu Xiang, why did you..." Tang Bohu looked at Qiu Xiang in disbelief. He didn't expect Qiu Xiang to actually hit him. Not only did he hit him, but he also hit him very cruelly.
"Peng!"
"Ouch!" Before Tang Bohu finished speaking, he punched him again and hit his nose. Tang Bohu's nose collapsed immediately, and the nosebleeds flowed down, causing Tang Bohu to cover his nose in pain.
I couldn't help but squat down with my nose pinched.
"Qiu Xiang, how could you do this to me?" Tang Bohu was so painful that he almost shed tears. He raised his head and looked at Qiu Xiang pitifully. He couldn't understand what Chen Jinyuan had said to Qiu Xiang. How could the gentle Qiu Xiang suddenly suddenly
He became so violent, "Sister Qiuxiang, I am Bohu, your little Huhu!"
"You are Tang Bohu, then I am Guanyin, and I want your life! Cross Soul Chasing Stick!" Seeing that Tang Bohu was still entangled, Qiuxiang was completely annoyed. She took a big red painted wooden stick from the corner and pointed it towards her head and face.
Tang Bohu's bloody face was smashed.
"Peng!"
The wooden stick hit Tang Bohu's humble face directly. The face was almost deformed by the smash, and his big teeth were almost knocked out. Tang Bohu's whole body flew out, and he only felt circles and circles in front of his eyes.
Little stars are flying.
However, Qiuxiang still seemed to feel a little displeased. She rushed forward with the stick and hit Tang Bohu's "delicate" body without mercy. Each stick was so hard and real.
"I let you break into my boudoir at night, let you belittle me, beat you to death, you are a prodigal, you dare to act recklessly just because you have some literary talents, I will beat you to death, you are a low-level servant..." Qiuxiang was beating and scolding you.
, the stick dance was as tight as a rain shower, Tang Bohu was afraid of hurting Qiu Xiang, but did not dare to resist, so he could only hold his head and shrink into the corner, letting Qiu Xiang vent.
"Who can tell me what is going on?" Tang Bohu was like a monk with no idea why he was beaten.
"Sister Qiuxiang, that's enough!" Tang Bohu shouted loudly. He couldn't bear the aggrievedness anymore. The wooden stick that Qiuxiang was about to hit stopped in mid-air. Tang Bohu raised his face that had been deformed by the cross soul-chasing stick.
Looking at Qiuxiang, whose chest kept rising and falling, and whose hands were weak from exhaustion, she asked, "Can you tell me why you hit me?"
"Hmph! As a low-level servant in Washington, you broke into my boudoir in the middle of the night, and you were shameless and frivolous with me. Do you think you should fight me?" Qiuxiang was so angry that she wanted to fight again.
Tang Bohu felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this. He felt that this scene was so familiar just now. He came back to his senses at this moment. Qiuxiang called himself the code name 9527 when he was a current person in Washington. In other words, the Qiuxiang in front of him is still
Qiu Xiang, who has not yet fallen in love with her, is still working as a maid in Washington. In Qiu Xiang's eyes, she is still the low-level servant who picks up dog poop, and she was tricked by Chen Jinyuan!
"Ah! Chen Jinyuan, I'm going to kill you!" After figuring out the joints, Tang Bohu couldn't help but roar into the sky. The sound was so cruel that it could be called a tragedy. Unfortunately, the sound insulation effect of this room was not ordinary.
Well, even if there was a magnitude 12 earthquake inside, you wouldn't be able to hear even a single sound while standing in the corridor outside. Tang Bohu's miserable howl echoed in the room for a long time, but the answer was Qiuxiang's cross-body chasing.
stick!
If Chen Jinyuan were here, he would definitely be amazed by Qiuxiang's violence. This girl looks gentle and quiet, but she still has such a rough side in her heart.
At this moment, Chen Jinyuan was standing on the summoning platform unscrupulously. Although he knew that this boy would never get any good results, he never expected that Tang Bohu would be treated in such an inhumane way. Chen Jinyuan could also be regarded as borrowing Qiuxiang.
He held his hand and let out a fierce breath of anger for himself.
Coming to the summoning pool again, Chen Jinyuan called up his attributes and took a look. The 10 summoning points he had just consumed by summoning Qiuxiang had been replenished after a while, and the summoning points had returned to full value. Chen Jinyuan also
Somewhat unable to hold back, I wanted to summon the first level four ancient warrior.
"Summon me the strongest level four ancient warrior, male or female!" Chen Jinyuan issued an instruction directly to the space intelligence program. Now Chen Jinyuan's goal is to upgrade as soon as possible, and he does not attach great importance to the strength of the summoned ancient warrior.
Only by upgrading can one's own realm be relieved of oppression and reach a higher realm, and only by summoning the strongest ancient warrior can one get more experience points. For someone like Qiuxiang, she only gets 1 experience point after taking the trouble to summon one time.
It's so pitiful that it's far less realistic than summoning the strongest ancient warrior.
"Randomly selected... The target has been locked. This summoning requires 5000 host summoning points. Do you want to choose to summon? [Yes] [No]" To be continued...
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