There was a red convertible sports car parked at the door of the corridor. Lang Shuoyang didn't know the brand, so he estimated that the car was not cheap. The girl didn't open the door, jumped in and sat in the driver's seat. Lang Zixuan said: "You go first.
I drive my own car."
The girl didn't even look back. With a "swipe" sound, the sports car slid out.
Lang Shuoyang sat next to Lang Zixuan, watched her drive, and asked: "Sister Zixuan, what is her background and why is she so fierce?"
Lang Zixuan said: "She is just a child, so there is no need to argue with her. Her father and I have worked together before and have some friendship. She always suspects that her father and I have something to do with each other. Children are not sensible."
"What job did you do before?" Lang Shuoyang asked.
"Doing business is just a matter of the past. Now I quit." Lang Zixuan looked ahead and drove the car and answered me perfunctorily.
"What business?" I asked.
Lang Zixuan glanced at Lang Shuoyang and said: "When you are away from home, you should do more things, talk less, and don't ask endless questions that shouldn't be asked."
Lang Shuoyang's face turned red when he said this. He had never been so embarrassed after being scolded by his godfather all day long. He shut up and stared at the small sports car driven by Miffel in front of him.
Lang Zixuan glanced at Lang Shuoyang, who felt it with his peripheral vision.
She said: "Fire boy, as the saying goes, good medicine is bitter in the mouth and good for the disease, and good advice is bad for the ears and good for deeds. You are my uncle's son. I may be stricter with you, but this is all for your own good. This world is not like life in Hushan Village.
Simple."
Lang Shuoyang nodded, knowing in his heart that judging from what he experienced on the day he arrived in Liangang City, the world outside was indeed not simple.
The car entered a villa area, which was full of single-family luxury villas. At first glance, it was clear that this was a place where rich people gathered.
Miffel's car entered a villa compound with a swimming pool, and Lang Zixuan followed.
Miffel parked the car and walked in without looking back.
A middle-aged man with a graceful demeanor came out, putting one hand on his temple and rubbing it, with a slightly painful look on his face, but when he saw Lang Zixuan, he immediately changed his face to a smile: "Zixuan, you are here. I won't let you.
Miffel went to trouble you, but she insisted on going."
Behind him, Miffel said calmly: "Forget it, I will become energetic immediately when I see a beautiful woman, otherwise I won't be able to stand your humming sound."
The man smiled awkwardly, hurriedly invited Lang Zixuan in, and then glanced at Lang Shuoyang behind him.
Lang Zixuan introduced: "My cousin is now my assistant."
Huh, Lang Shuoyang thought, Sister Zixuan has regarded me as her assistant. It seems that she will really teach me Taoism in the future.
Entering the hall, compared with this hall, the house of Lang Zixuan's house is not worth mentioning. It is really magnificent, even more gorgeous than the Xiaoxiao Moonlight Singing Hall.
The sofa in the hall was big and soft. Lang Shuoyang couldn't help but bump his butt several times when he sat on it, but Lang Zixuan stopped him with his eyes.
The middle-aged man handed the cigarette to Lang Shuoyang and introduced himself: "My surname is Mi and Can. I am older than you. Just call me Brother Can."
Lang Shuoyang didn't know how to smoke. After declining, he said, "I'll call you Huozi... No, I call you Lang Shuoyang. You can just call me Shuoyang."
The little beauty Miffel next to her smiled and muttered something in a very low voice, but Lang Shuoyang's ears were much more sensitive than ordinary people, and he clearly heard what she said was "hillbilly".
Lang Zixuan said: "Brother Can, let me check your head. I see you are feeling very uncomfortable."
Brother Can nodded and sat on the single sofa. Lang Zixuan took out the needle bag from her bag, stood behind Brother Can, used her hand to pinpoint the acupuncture points on his head, and then inserted the needle.
This is acupuncture and acupuncture, a pure Chinese medicine method. It seems that Lang Zixuan is not only proficient in Taoism, but also has not left behind the medical skills passed down by the Lang family.
Lang Shuoyang saw that Lang Zixuan was treating Brother Can so seriously, so he walked aside and walked along a long corridor at the back. There was a door at the back. He went out through this door. It turned out to be a flower room with a transparent glass ceiling.
Yes, there are countless strange flowers and plants in the flower room, and there are also many rare birds jumping and chirping on the branches among the flowers. Lang Shuoyang took a stroll inside and felt the birds singing and the fragrance of the flowers.
Suddenly his head got wet, and when he wiped it with his hand, there was a splash of bird droppings. Lang Shuoyang looked up and saw an emerald green bird jumping on the flower branch on his head. Lang Shuoyang got angry and took out what he had just conveniently found in his pocket.
A silver needle was stolen from Lang Zixuan's needle bag, and with a flick of his finger, it hit the little bird. It fluttered and landed at his feet. When he was feeling proud, someone next to him shouted: "What are you doing?
How dare you shoot my bird!"
At some point Miffel followed in and saw his actions.
She came over to pick up the injured bird, glared at Lang Shuoyang, and turned around to leave. Lang Shuoyang quickly followed, knowing that he must complain to Lang Zixuan, so he coaxed her and said: "Little sister, don't be angry, I will teach you."
Shooting birds, in the future you can also go out into the woods and see that bird for fun, and shoot it down with just a flick of your finger."
The child was small, so he stopped and said, "Give me your needle."
Lang Shuoyang thought she wanted to practice, so he handed her another silver needle in his hand. Unexpectedly, she took it in her hand and looked left and right, then suddenly stabbed Lang Shuoyang's thigh hard, causing him to jump up and down in pain.
Then she laughed: "I don't want to shoot other birds, just let me prick your bird a few times."
As he said that, he took the needle and pricked Lang Shuoyang again. Lang Shuoyang stretched out his hands in desperation, trying to push her away. He stared at the needle in her hand. His hands suddenly felt soft, and he pinched a breast in one hand.
inside.
Miffy suddenly stopped moving and glared at Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang was also stunned and quickly let go and apologized, but the little girl turned around and ran away, not listening to him at all.
Lang Shuoyang quietly slipped back into the hall and stood beside Lang Zixuan, waiting for her to finish treating Brother Can and leave.
Lang Zixuan's technique was indeed very powerful. When the silver needle came out, Brother Can smiled and couldn't help praising Lang Zixuan for his superb medical skills.
Lang Zixuan put away the needle bag and was about to say goodbye to Brother Can. At this time, Mi Can'er came out with a bowl of chicken soup with a smile, making sure that Lang Zixuan drank the chicken soup before leaving. When Lang Zixuan declined, Mi Can'er didn't know whether it was intentional.
Still accidentally, a bowl of chicken soup was poured on Lang Zixuan's pants.
Mi Caner quickly apologized, Brother Can also apologized, Mi Caner said you come upstairs and wash it, sugar is added here, otherwise it will be too sticky!
Lang Zixuan had no choice but to follow Mi Can upstairs.
After a while, Mi Can'er came down and called Lang Shuoyang, saying that Lang Zixuan asked him to come up. I didn't understand what this uncertain little witch wanted to do, so I followed her upstairs.
Entering a bedroom, Lang Shuoyang's keen sense of smell told me that this should be Mi Caner's bedroom because it smelled of the same orchid scent as hers.
There is a bathroom with a frosted glass partition in the bedroom, and Lang Zixuan can be vaguely seen taking a shower inside.
Mi Caner asked Lang Zixuan loudly: "Aunt Lang, are you washing?"
Lang Zixuan said: "Yes, what's the matter?"
Mi Caner dragged Lang Shuoyang's hand to the bathroom door, picked up a fitness dumbbell on the side, and smashed the glass door of the bathroom with a "bang". As the glass fell to the ground, Lang Zixuan's beautiful figure was exposed naked.