Yuxiang

"Stop touching, touch again and I will sue you for sexual harassment!"

Seeing that Du Fei'er's hands were tending to be in the direction of salty hands, Murong Xianxian gently patted her hands away, and asked again: "How did you come here?"

"Sorry, I didn't know that Du Xiu didn't know anything about your cultivation, so I took the liberty of bringing her here, please forgive me!"

Luo Qingyi came over and apologized sincerely, and the three girls behind her also followed, looking at Murong Xianxian with a bit of surprise in their eyes, and the girl who had previously complained said: "We were worried about you being at a disadvantage, but we didn't expect You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and you hide your secrets."

"Thank you for your generosity."

Murong Xianxian smiled slightly, and said to Luo Qingyi: "Thank you for helping to take care of Fei'er. If you have time in the future, please sit in the humble house. I live in Wenxiangfang, Guiyun Villa."

"The head of Wenxiangfang you mentioned just now...is your home?" the straightforward girl asked with her eyes wide open.

"Yeah, just kidding."

Murong Xianxian smiled, took out her phone and was about to make a call, but saw a taxi speeding towards her in the distance, the number... was exactly the one she was taking.

When he got close, the driver poked his head out: "Xiu, they didn't do anything to you, did they?"

"No."

Murong Xianxian said strangely: "I was planning to make a call, why are you here?"

"I was resting at the head of the village over there. I heard lightning from here. Not long after, I saw those two cars driving past in a hurry. I was worried that something might happen here, so I came here."

Although the driver's expression was a little showy, he was also enthusiastic. Murong Xianxian took the opportunity to say goodbye to Luo Qingyi and the others.

Not long after the taxi drove on the road, Peng Jun's call came: "Murong, I have already picked up Anxiu, should I pick you up or go back to Wenxiangfang?"

"Ask An Xiu if she has any arrangements. If not, then go home directly. Fei Er and I will take a taxi back." Murong Xianxian remembered that An Meiru's boyfriend seemed to be working in Dalian...or was from Dalian.

After hanging up the phone, Murong Xianxian turned her head and looked at Du Fei'er's lips moving, with a ridiculous expression, and said with a smile: "Don't think so much, there's nothing mysterious about it, I'll tell you when I get back."

"That's not it."

Du Feier glared at her: "I mean, the money will be transferred to you now."

"No need, that's the money you got from selling things. I can't take it." Murong Xianxian refused.

"That won't work. I only sold it after listening to you. You have to give me back the exact same piece." Du Feier insisted.

"It's okay to give you another one, so don't transfer the money." Murong Xianxian comforted her. Although Du Feier has made a small fortune now, there are still many places to use the money in the future. It also needs money to pave the way.

"That can't be done, the question of principle cannot be discussed!"

Du Fei'er's expression became serious, seeing Murong Xianxian's expression seemed a little sad.She hugged Murong's slender arms in her arms again: "Don't act like you're dissatisfied with desires, only fine water can flow. Could you not give it to me when I need it in the future? Huh?"

The nasal sound was extremely ambiguous, the driver in front trembled, the left wheel accidentally drove into a pothole, the car bumped suddenly, Du Feier made a cute face at Murong Xianxian, both of them laughed up.

When I returned to Wenxiangfang.Peng Jun and An Meiru have already arrived, Murong Xianxian originally wanted to throw a welcome banquet for An Meiru, but An Meiru resolutely refused.Du Feier also returned to the city in that taxi after transferring the account, so the Wenxiangfang was busy again, and finally arranged for An Meiru's place to live.

"Meiru, Xiaoxiao will go to Aunt Lei's house for a couple of days. You can rest for two days first, and then get acquainted with Peng Jun about Xiaoxiao's school environment. From now on, you will have to worry about the little education." Murong Xianxian said.

"That's what I should do."

An Meiru nodded, and suddenly asked, "Can I make a suggestion?"

Murong Xianxian was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "Of course."

"It is estimated that your time will be very tight after school starts. If we can find a full-time cook to help us, we will be very relaxed." An Meiru said.

"exactly."

Murong Xianxian thought about it for a while, and it was indeed such a truth.After school starts, going to school, cultivating... There are many things that are too complicated, and she really should find someone to help. Thinking of this, she took out her mobile phone and dialed 114 to check the phone number of the housekeeping service center...

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A senior suite in a hotel in Dalian.

Qi Yuanxiang, who had a gloomy face, was flirting with the flirtatious woman snuggling in his arms, when there was a loud "bang bang" knocking on the door.

"Who is so ignorant? Go out and have a look!" Qi Yuanxiang's face darkened even more, and he gave orders to the bodyguard in annoyance.

A bodyguard walked over and just opened the door, the people outside didn't know whether to push or kick, anyway, the buddy was slapped on the wall as the filling of sandwich biscuit, and there was a 'vomit' in his throat and then he was silent... fainted up.

"Who the hell...ah, it's Zheng Shao, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Yuanxiang cursed as soon as he opened his mouth, but when he saw the person who came in, he immediately swallowed back the words behind him, with a flattering expression on his face, he pushed the woman in his arms aside, stood up and greeted him.

'Snapped!'

Suddenly, Qi Yuanxiang felt that his eyes were dark at first, and then the stars were shining brightly. His ears seemed to be stationed in a rock band. His figure suddenly made a 180-degree turn, and he fell to the ground. His two big white teeth drew a stunning arc in the air and fell to the ground with traces of blood.

Several bodyguards took a step forward, as if they wanted to seek justice for their master, but when they saw Zheng Ziqiang's cold eyes that could almost make the blood stagnate, they immediately stopped in their tracks, somewhat unable to advance or retreat.

"Go downstairs and help lift the person up." Zheng Ziqiang patted and looked at the figure on the ground contemptuously: "Trash!" After finishing speaking, he went to the sofa and sat down.

Those bodyguards rushed out of the room without hesitation after hearing the order... It was too oppressive to be in the same room with him. Isn't the master on the ground a living example?

"Master Zheng..." The flirtatious woman walked over with catwalks, her voice was so loud that it could make people get goosebumps all over the floor.

Just as Zheng Ziqiang was about to reach out to touch the towering towers, two beautiful figures suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately felt disgusted with the woman in front of him, and his gestures became piles of gestures. I felt as if my chest was struck by lightning, and suddenly I screamed and fell to the ground.

"roll!"

Zheng Ziqiang yelled sharply, which shocked the woman's mournful cry, which she was about to utter. She screamed, stood up like a ghost, and ran out... When she ran to the door, she returned as if thinking of something. Turning around, rushed to the bed, grabbed a small bag and rushed out, and then a low curse came from outside: "Crazy!"

Before Zheng Ziqiang could get serious with a poultry, he kicked Qi Yuanxiang who was lying on the ground and pretended to be dead: "Stop pretending, get up."

"Yes, Zheng, Mr. Zheng, I, I..." Qi Yuanxiang covered his face and looked at Zheng Ziqiang. There were various things he didn't understand, but he didn't know how to ask questions.

"What a waste!"

Zheng Ziqiang looked more and more angry, this kid is really uncommon luck, if that Murong Xianxian slaughtered him yesterday, I am afraid there will be no place to complain, but now he has made himself embarrassing.

At this time, with the help of several hotel service staff, the bodyguards brought in Zheng Ziqiang's five classmates, and closed the door after tipping the service staff.

"What, what's going on with them?" Qi Yuanxiang asked in surprise. At first, he thought these people were dead, but when he saw their eyeballs were still spinning around, he realized that they were still alive.

"you……"

Zheng Ziqiang was still about to get angry, but when he saw his timid look, he felt that it was worthless to compete with this kind of dandy, so he waved his hand and said, "You first have to arrange my five juniors until they resume their activities." Ability, I still have some things."

After speaking, he turned and went into the back room,

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hiss~"

As soon as Zheng Ziqiang left, Qi Yuanxiang immediately showed his power... but the movement was a little too big, and he straightened his mouth in pain, "Immediately clear the rooms on both sides, and call these five masters over, Luo Wen, come here."

He took the bodyguard who was acting together with Zheng Ziqiang into the bathroom and asked what happened in a low voice. When he found out that Murong Xianxian was also a practitioner, Qi Yuanxiang's face immediately turned pale: "This, this...why am I so... Bad luck? Even Mr. Zheng can't beat her now, what should we do?"

The bodyguard is back to normal now: "Young Master Qi, actually, I think it is unlikely that she will find you again, as long as we don't mess with her in the future, the problem now is the grievance between Mr. Zheng and her, we can just wait and see gone."

"Is this really possible?" Qi Yuanxiang heaved a sigh of relief, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

In another room, Zheng Ziqiang was not so relaxed.He is now also affiliated to the Secret Service, but his status is relatively low, and he is far behind Luo Qingyi. Just now he called the Secret Service to ask about the situation of Wenxiangfang, but the answer was that there was no record, which made him extremely depressed , and this kind of embarrassing thing can't be told to others, it seems that we can only investigate slowly, find an opportunity, and then get back to the place.

In another hotel room, Luo Qingyi and the others were also talking about Murong Xianxian, very curious about her background.

"Senior sister, could it be our fellow disciple? You really look alike, could it be the lost sister?" It was still the outspoken girl who spoke, her name was Zhu Wen, she was an innate martial artist, and she was in the Qi refining period. The best practitioners are only a short step away.