Rebirth of Asura

Chapter 319
As a frequent contact in Mrs. Fu's circle in the past, Mrs. Cen is the kindest one in this circle. She comes from a scholarly family. She has a gentle temperament and is kind to everyone.

Originally, Xiao Luo wanted to ask Mrs. Cen for help, but because Mrs. Cen was close to Qiu Shulan, she held her last breath and did not come to ask Mrs. Cen, but now she was almost desperate.

Lin Nan said before that she would stay at a classmate's house for a while, but now she can't get through the phone if she hasn't come home for several days. Xiao Luo is afraid that it will be kidnapped by those employees who are demanding debts. If something happens to Lin Nan, what can she do? Live!

"Don't worry, Xiao Nan's child never causes trouble, and she will definitely be fine. I will help you find out about her. Don't think too much about it. The room is ready, take a hot bath and rest for a night. What's the matter?" Think about it tomorrow."

"Thank you so much!" Xiao Luohong kept thanking her eyes.

Mrs. Cen and Qiu Shulan have similar temperaments. Qiu Shulan is generous to everyone but seems alienated when you want to get closer to her. No one is sure that she can walk into her heart. People are three-point friendly and kind, but it doesn't necessarily mean that she treats everyone as a friend.

It is also because of this that the relationship between Mrs. Cen and Qiu Shulan is always different from others in this circle. Others are not qualified to enter Qiu Shulan's glass room and get a bottle of ceramic doll from her .

When Xiao Luo heard that the ceramic doll in the room prepared for her was made by Qiu Shulan herself, she couldn't help feeling awkward.

Although she believed Qiu Shulan's words, she also believed that a person as noble as Qiu Shulan would not be able to seduce Lin Zhongwei, a man who was obviously inferior to Qiu Shulan himself.

But this fact gave her another level of discomfort. Lin Zhongwei's soul could be taken away by only one accident. Isn't this a silent irony that she, as a wife, has no charm at all?

Seeing this ceramic doll wearing a light blue ancient maid uniform and a complicated but beautiful bun on the top of her head, even Xiao Luo has to admit that this unique style of art combining Chinese and Western styles is indeed beautifully done.

If she had seen it before, she might be envious and want to ask Qiu Shulan for a bottle to put at home.

But when she thought that such a beautiful thing came from Qiu Shulan's hands, Xiao Luo thought of Qiu Shulan's superior posture in front of her, as if reminding Qiu Shulan of her excellence all the time.

Unable to control it, Xiao Luo stared at the humanoid ceramic doll placed in the corner of the room, like staring at Qiu Shulan, her unclear eyes were full of unwilling inferiority complex.

"Madam, here is your change of clothes."

A maid held a stack of clothes in her hands and stood obediently by the open door with her head bowed, gently waking up Xiao Luo who was staring at the ceramic doll with hatred.

"Oh, okay, just put it here." Xiao Luo straightened her expression and said quickly.

The maid put the clothes on the tatami mat that Xiao Luo pointed to, and when she was about to go out, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the ceramic doll that had just been cleaned when cleaning the room. The cold white ceramic under the nose was covered with a fine layer of water. beads.

The maid usually cleans the room with good eyesight, wiping away even a speck of dust. She was two meters away from the ceramic doll, but she saw the layer of water droplets with sharp eyes.

But she remembered that she had wiped it clean just now, and it was absolutely spotless. Why is there another layer of water droplets?

Due to responsibility, the maid subconsciously stepped forward to wipe it off.

Without a cleaning cloth, the maid directly picked up a paper towel and gently wiped off the layer of water droplets, moved her finger under the ceramic doll's nose, and sprayed a shallow moist and hot breath on her fingertips, which scared the maid to reflexively Hand shrinks.

(End of this chapter)