Jiang Yuezhong looked disappointed and said: "Forget it, a woman is better than a house."
As he said that, he grabbed the land deed from Chen Xuanjun's hand and said with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, there is a place to hide your beauty in the golden house. If you find a time and spend a little money, there will always be a money-minded vulgar guy who comes to your door automatically."
"That's right." Chen Xuanjun solved the old Taoist priest's "obsession" about red fish, and said with a brighter smile: "You know the general situation, and the fourth master is not a stingy person. In this way, after the success of that matter, I will let him
You taste the freshness for a few more days, and you deserve to be compensated today."
The old Taoist priest's tiger body trembled, his arms trembled and he said: "Tong, Tong Yuan?"
"Shhh..." Chen Xuanjun raised his middle finger, signaling the old man to lower his voice, and said generously: "If you don't want me, I don't want it. Is it possible that you are freeing yourself from the boy named Bai?"
"That girl Tong Yuan was born with a charming body and the body of a white tiger. Are you really not tempted at all?"
"Earlier, didn't you ask me how Fang Wenxuan tasted? Like mother, like daughter. Just try it and you will know."
The old Taoist priest swallowed hard and waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, I watched that girl Tong Yuan grow up since she was a child. My granddaughter, I can't do anything worse than a beast."
"What?" Chen Xuanjun was confused and said in disbelief: "You old beast are starting to talk about morality? Why the hell don't I believe it?"
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Don't mention the matter of Tong Yuan again." Jiang Yuezhong said righteously; "This matter has nothing to do with me. You can just discuss it with Bai Nanxian."
Chen Xuanjun stared at the old Taoist priest who was showing signs of weakness and said thoughtfully, "Are you so cautious and cautious? Are you hiding something from me?"
"No." Jiang Yuezhong raised his head innocently and vowed: "I have never been a bastard who thinks with his lower body."
"Bah..." Red Fish on the sofa spat lightly, as if she had thought of something. A blush appeared on her flawless face, and she murmured like she was dreaming: "You think with your mouth."
The old Taoist priest on the thirteenth level of martial arts raised his ears and glanced at the shy red fish with a strange look on his face.
Chen Xuanjun only thought that Jiang Yuezhong was sulking and was angry that Bai Nanxian was trying to hide it from him, so he quickly reassured you: "I told you the plan of the Bai family boy last night. Compared with the closeness between us, he is just
outsider."
The old Taoist priest hid the land deed worth 300 million close to his body and changed the topic: "Let's talk about why Xiao Xiuyan helped Kunlun."
Chen Xuanjun picked up the newly brewed tea to moisten his throat and said mysteriously: "This matter has to start from twenty years ago, a romantic scandal involving Ji Xuanqing."
"Twenty years ago, Ji Xuanqing went down the mountain to travel..."
"Xiao Xiuyan, who was not yet the master of Ziwei Palace at that time, fell in love with the elegant and funny Ji Xuanqing. She..."
As Chen Xuanjun spoke, he stood up from his seat and walked back and forth along the hall.
The old Taoist priest listened carefully and came to the sofa at some point.
With his back to the red fish on the sofa, he squatted on the floor and ate a peeled apple from the fruit bowl on the coffee table, when he secretly stretched out his right hand.
Red Fish pursed his lips and whimpered, his pretty face turned pale.
The old Taoist priest ignored it and devoured it.
The red fish lowered its head and panted, its legs entangled.
That old big hand was playing tricks between her legs, with tricky techniques. It reminded Hongyu of the madness she had committed to him in those days. In just one week, she was almost tortured "half to death" by this dying old man.
"What happened next? Why didn't Ji Xuanqing go to Ziwei to propose marriage?" The old Taoist priest half-bowed to block Chen Xuanjun's sight.
The fourth master of the Chen family, who was silent in the story, knew nothing about what happened in the living room. He followed the words of the old Taoist priest and continued: "Ji Xuanqing returned to Kunlun and married the daughter of the then headmaster of Kunlun..."