Chapter 5 She is already such an adult, so there is no need to worry
It should be right around here.
A sneaky figure is wandering in the shopping pedestrian street. Many shops are closed, and the place seems particularly deserted. Therefore, no matter how careful you are, this figure is quite conspicuous.
It was broad daylight, and the weather was still sizzling in July, but he was still wearing a big windbreaker, and the hat even covered the bridge of his nose... He also had sunglasses and a collar covering his mouth.
"It should be around here...the store."
But it seems that it has never been able to find the place in the impression, which makes it seem a little irritable, and its pace is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if it has nowhere to put it.
"Look for three more minutes! If you can't find it, go back!" it secretly made up its mind.
But the determination he finally made up soon began to waver, and he couldn't help but start thinking about some problems that might arise.
for example:
If you come to your door like this, will it appear that you are too proactive?
Speaking of which, the last time... I guess I haven't gotten a response yet, right?
Could it be that the guy actually didn’t want to meet or something?
Otherwise, should we go back?
Cowarded...cowarded?
"Go back now!" It took a deep breath, clenched its fists as if determined, and looked at the sky with fear.
But just when it decided not to look for three more minutes and turned around to go back, something terrible happened.
"Miss Long, are you looking for me?"
First, it took a deep breath slowly, and its eyes gradually raised as it took a deep breath... It lowered its head all of a sudden, and then hurriedly walked past with a rough voice: "You got the wrong person!"
They just passed by each other like this, their movements stiff but also quick.
Boss Luo smiled slightly and said, "I'm waiting for you here. Miss Long, are you interested in walking around with me?"
The stiff figure stopped for a moment, then moved back in the original direction, took off the sunglasses on his face, "What did you say?"
Boss Luo smiled and said, "This mustache is quite interesting."
The Chinese evil...real dragon who took off his sunglasses actually had a fake beard attached under his nose.
"Before dinner, I want to walk around." Boss Luo said softly: "I won't let you work in vain. In return, I will tell you a piece of information for free."
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With a slight frown on his brow, the mustache on his lips was suddenly torn off, and the real dragon from China let out a squeaking sound.
This thing shouldn't be afraid of falling off, so it sticks so firmly... Part-time job is suspiciously comparable to the pain of tearing armpit hair.
There was still a burning pain on his lips, but Long Xiruo glared, "What are you looking at! Still laughing... I can't stop laughing at you!"
Long Xiruo felt that his eyes were in chaos, like a whirlpool, and a stream of hot air rushed straight to Baihui point, as if his whole body was cooked.
This is a pedestrian rest area under the overpass of the Shop Pedestrian Street...the kind sponsored by the happy water manufacturer.
"I haven't moved the front of the store back yet." Boss Luo stopped smiling at this time and said calmly: "So we can't go in from the outside."
"It's rare that you don't do business?" Long Xiruo said with some curiosity.
Boss Luo said: "The store is open less often. Isn't that what Miss Long would like to see?"
The real dragon from China suddenly muttered: "Don't make it sound like you're cutting down the opening hours just for me...speak so nicely."
"Huh?" Boss Luo just acted as if he didn't hear clearly.
"It's nothing!" She said directly and emphatically, and then quickly said: "Why did you suddenly come back... is it because of this summit meeting? You... do you have any tricks up your sleeve?!"
"Miss Long, don't you like me coming back?" Boss Luo asked, looking into her eyes.
Oops!
Feeling like an arrow had been stabbed in her heart, Shenzhou's True Dragon suddenly felt as if she was suffocating. Her IQ and EQ seemed to be plummeting at this time, even to a dangerous level.
His brain was confused and his breathing was not smooth, as if he was ill. Shenzhou's True Dragon only felt that he had become extremely bad at this time. He tried hard to keep his mind clear, but he felt like he couldn't stop.
"Hi..." The words that were about to come out of his mouth were blocked by force. The real dragon from China bit his tongue fiercely and feigned anger: "I love you so much! I wish you could get away so far."
!Better never show up here!"
Boss Luo still looked at her quietly. The real dragon's heart in Shenzhou was beating so fast that it was difficult to support him. His fingers grabbed the stool even more forcefully.
She lowered her head and said timidly: "Well...it's not like you can't come back...as long as you don't do bad things...well, it's okay..."
"I have thought about it this way," Boss Luo said nonchalantly.
"Think...what are you thinking about?" Long Xiruo couldn't help but be startled and opened his mouth slightly.
"Just like Miss Long said, never appear here." Luo Qiu said softly.
"No!" She stood up suddenly, her eyes widened, and she put her hands directly on Boss Luo's shoulders, blurting out: "You can't... I mean, you, you can't be so irresponsible.
…Bah, I mean, you’ve made this city what it is now, and you just want to just walk away without caring about anything, no way!”
Hoo ho ho!
Holding Boss Luo's shoulders with both hands, the real dragon from China was breathing heavier and heavier, his eyes were distracted, and finally... he fainted.
When he was about to fall down, Boss Luo waved his hands gently, allowing Long Xiruo to lie down smoothly on the table.
Boss Luo couldn't help but fell into deep thought, and a report about the experimental subjects that he had seen in Cicero's testing ground began to appear in his mind.
"It should have been several generations...it seems that the defects have not been corrected."
Of course, the true dragons in China are not the type to faint when they encounter the opposite sex. Otherwise, the only ones who have been beaten in China over the years are female nuns, witches and ghosts.
But just letting Long Xiruo faint here is not a good thing.
Boss Luo, who likes to use local materials, subconsciously looked at the surrounding commercial pedestrian streets. There were many shops, and naturally there was no shortage of temporary hotels.
Immediately an advertising slogan like this comes into view.
【sex-hotel!】
【Experience passionately with your lover!】
[Love in the ocean, love between flowers and butterflies in the mirror, a perfect match, there are dozens of themed suites for you to choose from!]
[The best deal! 60 yuan/hour!]
"Um……"
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Luo Pianqing counted the time and felt that Sister Long should be almost relieved because of her urine quality, so she went upstairs holding the cut watermelon.
But Long Xiruo was not found in the room, but the computer was still on... It seemed that the game was still running and in the battle stage?
Anyway, the screen is full of red letters.
Xiaodie Yao didn't play games very much, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She turned off the screen and walked out. She searched up and down but couldn't find Long Xiruo, so she couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Did he go out?" Little Butterfly Demon said to himself.
But soon, she heard some strange noises coming from a utility room on the ground floor of the pet hospital. Xiaodie Demon walked quickly and immediately saw the floor of the utility room slowly opening.
"Sister Long, where are you going?" Luo Pianying asked subconsciously.
Under this floor is a very huge underground space, which was created by Sister Long in the past and is specially used as an underground training ground for training Mo Xiaofei and Zhui Feng.
In the past two days, the demon clan seniors outside have blocked the door very hard. Xiaodie Demon actually goes to this underground training ground when he goes shopping on weekdays. There is also an exit that leads directly to a ruined building outside.
But what came out of the completely opened floor was not the real dragon from China... but another person who knew this way.
Mo Xiaofei.
"Wow! Xiaofei!"
"Sister Pianqing, long time no see."
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Sit down and serve tea.
Xiaodie Yao sat down on the tea tray and said with surprise on her face: "Xiao Fei, didn't you go to the plateau with Miss Zixing and the others? Why did you suddenly come back... Oh, is it because of the summit meeting?"
Mo Xiaofei, whom he hadn't seen for several months, seemed to have grown up in Xiaodie Yao's impression... his skin color was slightly darker, and the contours of his face were becoming clearer.
There is also... an indescribable feeling of oppression.
Mo Xiaofei took the tea cup with a smile at this time, "Yes, it is indeed because of the extraordinary summit meeting. Miss Zixing is the young patriarch of the Plateau Tanlang Clan, so she was naturally invited to attend this meeting."
Luo Pianqing couldn't help but be startled at this moment, and thought for a moment: "But... doesn't it mean chasing the wind?"
"The matter of Zhuifeng has not been officially revealed yet." Mo Xiaofei said seriously: "The Greedy Wolf Clan has its own plans, and Chai Feng also has the same intention, so currently Miss Zixing is still in charge of the Greedy Wolf Clan."
Xiao Die Yao doesn't have much interest in political matters. Just knowing is enough. She nodded, "So, not only Xiao Fei, Zhui Feng and Miss Zixing are also here?"
"Zhui Feng didn't come this time." Mo Xiaofei thought for a moment and said, "He is currently cultivating in the Holy Land of the Greed Wolf Clan... Miss Zixing is quite strict... Well, this time it's just me and Miss Zixing.
I brought some of my clan members with me. Speaking of which, I was able to catch a ride."
"When did you arrive?"
"Just arrived." Mo Xiaofei said: "Miss Zixing is going to report to the management office now... Before I go home, I want to come and see the master. I haven't seen her for a while. I don't know how she is now.
There has been no news about Master recently...isn't Teacher at home?"
"Sister Long went out, but she didn't say where she was going." Luo Pianying shook her head and said.
"I see there seem to be a lot of people outside...are they demons?" Mo Xiaofei frowned at this moment: "Master, will there be any problems?"
"How could that happen?" Xiao Dieyao smiled, "Sister Long is a real dragon in China, what could happen... maybe she went out to relax."
"That's right." Mo Xiaofei nodded: "With Master's ability, there are not many people in the world who can hurt her...it seems a bit unnecessary to worry."
Mo Xiaofei thought with some self-deprecation: With the status and abilities of the Divine Dragon, he couldn't worry about her being knocked down by some gangsters on the roadside and then taken to the Clock Hotel or something?
"Since Master is not here, I will go home first." Mo Xiaofei stood up and said goodbye: "I ran away without saying a word. I guess my parents are going to scold me to death...
By the way, here is something, if Master comes back, please help me give it to her."
"Okay." Luo Pian Ting nodded and took what Mo Xiaofei sent.
It was wrapped and seemed to be a wooden box, but Luo Pianying did not ask what was inside. She was not curious about it. If Xiaofei wanted to know, he would tell him.
"Okay, I'll leave now." Mo Xiaofei smiled.
"So fast!" Xiaodie Demon hurriedly chased her out, "Xiaofei, I cut the watermelon, how about you... walk really fast."
The little butterfly demon shook his head, walked to the window, and slightly opened the curtains.
I saw the monsters guarding outside with very poisonous eyes. When they saw the curtains shaking, they immediately stood up... A group of guys seemed to be surrounding them, and the scared little butterfly quickly closed the curtains.
"When will Sister Long come back... I cut a lot of watermelon."
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His head was still heavy and dizzy... When he opened his eyes, Long Xiruo saw a burst of warm-colored lights.
Her whole body was covered with soft things... She even felt like she didn't want to get up. This was a bed, and it was a very comfortable big bed.
There is also the smell of aromatherapy.
Um...bed, bed, bed??
The real dragon of China suddenly took a breath of cold air and sat up, grabbing the white quilt. When he saw it, he saw a very exquisite and luxurious room.
It’s a hotel suite, that’s right. It’s the kind of room in Korean dramas where the domineering president likes to bring women to the room, that’s right!
Why are you here?
It should have just been... it was...
"Commercial Street, that's right! I was in the Commercial Street just now!" China's True Dragon rubbed his head at this time: "What was I doing in the Commercial Street... Yes, yes, yes, I saw him.
Then, what next? Then... hotel, suite?!"
The true dragon of China took a deep breath.
She lowered her head, looked at the quilt that was tightly covered by her, and her throat rumbled, "Calm down, calm down... It's okay, it's okay!"
She closed her eyes suddenly, lifted the quilt that was covering her up, then shrank her neck, opened one eye slightly, and peered into the quilt like a peeper.
"Holy shit! My clothes were taken off!!" Shenzhou's True Dragon suddenly jumped up. The black windbreaker she was wearing outside was taken off!
That's all.
The real dragon from China immediately slapped his forehead desperately, and then clenched his fist as if he wanted to hit someone. His whole body tensed up, and he roared like a beast: "Why is it just a coat..."
"You're awake, Miss Long." Boss Luo walked out from behind the screen with a glass of water in his hand. Seeing the Chinese real dragon standing on the bed with a weird look, he said curiously:
"Miss Long, what are you doing?"
"I...I..." With nowhere to put his hands, he had to put his hands behind his back. The real dragon from China said hahahaha: "I'm doing some exercise!"
"do excercise?"
"Yeah, it's good to do some exercise... long distance exercise! It's good to exercise, you see...ah ha ha ha, a ha ha..."
The ninth set of radio chest expansion gymnastics for primary and secondary school students across the country.
