"You can keep it if you are not afraid of death." A flash of disappointment flashed in Jiang Yuezhong's eyes, and he said softly: "Master indulges you in every possible way because he really likes you, likes your talent, and values your martial arts understanding."
"Those who achieve great things must not be merciful, otherwise you will never be able to catch up with Su Xinglan."
"Don't talk about wanting to be the number one in Chinese martial arts. Whether you can survive until next year is another matter."
Qi Yan breathed out heavily: "I know."
Jiang Yuezhong walked out of the living room, walked out of the courtyard, and then got into a black Land Rover off-road vehicle.
"Fengya Tea House." He held his cell phone and smiled strangely, with an aura of evil.
At the same time, the Chen family mansion.
Red Fish, who had just finished handling the matter at hand, received a strange text message.
She looked down and her expression immediately became strange.
Then, she deleted the text message as if nothing had happened and leaned back on the office chair.
She seemed to be hesitating about something, her eyes were wandering, and she bit her red lips lightly.
After a long time, the red fish got up.
She went to the room, took off her business suit, and put on her favorite tight-fitting cheongsam, paired with a pair of eye-catching bright red high heels, which fully displayed her perfect figure.
"You bitch, you are not interested in drinking." She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were watery and her face was red.
Not knowing what to think of, Hongyu pretended to be casual and put a pair of black stockings into his satchel.
In the teahouse, Jiang Yuezhong, who was sitting upright, looked at the words on his mobile phone with a look of success.
The short six words on the screen were baffling: Remember to bring a pair of stockings.
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At the same time, the back garden of Ye's house in Kyoto.
Under Ye Zhenxin's careful arrangement, he coincidentally met Yu Xian, the seventh elder of Xuanmen who was enjoying flowers.
Looking at each other across the rockery fountain, Yu Xian nodded politely, and Ye Zhenxin responded with a smile.
Soon, the two came together.
Ye Zhenxin, who came with a purpose, tried his best to express himself in order to please the beauty.
From the Ye family, we talked about Xuanmen, and from Xuanmen, we talked about the battle of luck.
Then we talked about Duan Zuoquan, and finally, due to his deliberate involvement, we talked about Yu Xian herself.
"The seventh elder is so beautiful in the sky and the city is so beautiful that he is alone. This really surprises me." Ye Zhenxin looked unexpectedly surprised, but showed a hint of admiration and said in a flash: "I'm afraid it's the seventh elder's eyes.
It’s too high, and no mortal man can even look at it.”
Women naturally enjoy being praised, especially for their beauty, especially when these words came from Ye Zhenxin's mouth.
Different from ordinary men, who is Ye Zhenxing?
This is the heir to the Ye family who ranks number one among the ten richest families in Kyoto.
Even though his words sounded a little more frivolous, they still made Yu Xian smile from the bottom of her heart: "You are old and wan, how can you be called the beauty of the world? It would be nice if you don't be regarded as an old woman."
Ye Zhenxin said angrily: "Who dares to speak against the old woman of the Seventh Elder? I will break his neck on the spot. If he has two eyes and cannot recognize the fairy in the sky, it is not a pity to die."
"Giggles, I'm not as good-looking as you said." Yu Xian was really amused by Ye Zhenxin, her eyes were like the moon, and she kept laughing.
Ye Zhenxin said seriously: "I never lie, and no one has the qualifications to force me to lie."
The relaxed and happy atmosphere seemed to be broken by Ye Zhenxin, but instead of being angry, Yu Xian became even happier.
Just then, a cool breeze blew. Ye Zhenxin took a step forward like a gentleman and stood in front of Yu Xian. He said in a gentle voice: "There is dust, be careful of getting lost in the eyes."
Yu Xian's cheeks were rosy, and she felt shy like a girl.
Ps: We are serious about chasing girls. At 4:30 in the morning, I couldn’t stand it anymore and went to bed.
