Zhuque squeezed out a smile. The girl's face changed too quickly, and she couldn't get used to it for a while.

"Then I thank Mr. Xiao and Miss Song."

"No thanks, no thanks. I have never had any brothers and sisters since I was a child. You should be my sister from now on."

Song Ling'er had already put it on like a dog skin plaster, her eyes completed her crescent moon, and she said with a smile: "I will spend the night with my sister tonight."

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Suzaku asked half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Song Ling'er looked up at her, then looked at Xiao Shun again.

He blinked a few times and hesitated.

It's still a matter of life.

He immediately said to him: "I forgot. My grandfather called me to go home in the morning. Look at me, but I don't know what happened recently. It's just that I'm just forgetting things."

Zhuque smiled with a pursed lips.

Xiao Shun looked at her speechlessly, then looked at Zhuque and said, "Okay, Ling'er will take me home, you can rest early, everything here is complete."

Suzaku nodded.

Then Xiao Shun took Song Ling'er away from the courtyard.

"Master, what are you going to let Sister Zhuque do?"

After returning to the car, Song Ling'er asked.

"What do you think?"

"Or else let her stay in the yard. I will have someone to accompany me when I come to practice martial arts, or it will be too boring for me alone."

Xiao Shun thought for a while and said, "I will find you a sparring training when I have the chance. Zhuque I have other arrangements."

In terms of fists and feet, Zhuque and Song Ling'er are a bit different, so it is better to have a even match in the training.

Whether it is the Sikong family or the Zheng family, they will never give up. If they attack Xiao Shun, he will not be afraid.

I'm afraid they will hit Yao Cen again.

Yao Cen lacks someone to protect her, and he can't be by her side twenty-four hours a day.

Long San is good at managing the thorns in the factory and dealing with some gangsters who come to the factory to provoke trouble. But if he is dealing with killers or warriors, he will be a little overwhelmed.

As a killer, Zhuque is very familiar with the killer's behavior, but she is very suitable for this role and takes on the responsibility of protecting Yao Cen when she is away.

And it's more convenient for both women.

Halfway through, he took out his cell phone and dialed Long San's number.

"Brother Xiao, do you have any instructions?"

Soon, Long San's voice came from the opposite side.

"Isn't your security team recruiting people now? I'll arrange someone for you..."

After thinking about it, Long San would make arrangements better.

He wanted to bring the great beauty Zhuque back to the company, and then told Yao Cen to find her a personal bodyguard, maybe what the woman thought.

It was almost eight o'clock when Xiao Shun returned to Jinxiu International, and supper time had passed.

Yao Jianguo was staying in the study and reading. Liu Yunxiang used to go out to chat with her friends or play mahjong twice at night. She had just moved here and was not familiar with the place and had no familiar friends. She had to stay at home and watch TV in the bedroom upstairs.

In the living room downstairs, Yao Cen leaned on the sofa alone, and there was a soap opera playing on the TV. She was absent-mindedly brushing her phone, and the huge living room seemed a little deserted.

Seeing Xiao Shun come back, she raised her eyes and smiled, with a charming look.

"Save dinner for you, I'll go and warm it up for you."

After she got up, her loose pajamas spread out, and the exquisite curves appeared and appeared faintly.

Xiao Shun felt a warm feeling in his heart. Is this called home?

For three years, although every brick and tile has sheltered from the wind and rain, my heart has been cold most of the time.

At this moment, it was a little warmer.

Yao Cen walked to the kitchen and took out the meal that had been left for dinner from the refrigerator and turned on the fire to heat it.

Xiao Shun leaned against the cabinet and looked at her foolishly. Three thousand black hairs were loosely placed beside her fair cheeks. Her delicately crafted pretty face was so beautiful that it was touching.

He couldn't help but reach out and tease Yao Cen's hair behind his shoulders, trying to look at the face that was a disaster for the country and the people more carefully.

Yao Cen turned his face and looked at him, his eyes circulated, and he opened his red lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

He smiled faintly: "Good."

Yao Cen's face heated up and he snorted softly: "It's been more than three years, but now I've found it good-looking?"

"I haven't looked carefully before."

"Go to you." Yao Cen said coquettishly, "You go out first, it's going to be fine soon. The smoke here is too big."

"What's the matter with oil smoke? The young man from Daoshan and Fire Sea is willing to accompany the girl."

"Good and smooth." Yao Cen said with a blank look.

After the food was hot, Xiao Shun was eating in the living room. Yao Cen put away his coat and planned to throw it into the washing machine to wash it. He accidentally found that a long hair on his clothes was obviously not hers.

She put her coat under her nose and smelled it. There was also the perfume smell of other women on it, and looked at Xiao Shun with complicated eyes.

I felt a little sad, and I threw his clothes into the washing machine and walked out.

Sitting opposite Xiao Shun, he watched him eat with relish and heartlessness.

A little dazzled for a moment.

This bastard doesn't look like he's doing something wrong.

Or pretend to be calm?

Think for a moment.

I opened my mouth several times, but I didn't speak.

Forget it, I won't ask anymore, it should be nothing.

Looking back on how he treated him in the past three years, he seemed to have no right to ask for anything at this time. He had done enough.

Even though I comfort myself like this, I still feel a little sad.

He sighed softly unconsciously.

"Who made the girl sigh? Xiaosheng went to chop him up now."

Xiao Shun looked up and asked when he heard her sigh.

Yao Cen glanced at him: "You hang yourself."

After saying that, she got up and went to wash, leaving Xiao Shun standing there looking at her slim back. This girl was a little cruel.

...

At the same time, the Sikong family’s old house.

The lights above the middle hall are bright, and even so, they cannot drive away the sad atmosphere in the hall.

Sikongchen's photo was placed on the long sandalwood table in the middle. The Sikong family was filled with depression when they held the funeral.

Especially Sikong Chen's father Sikong Anming, his eyes were already red at this time, and his eyes were filled with hatred.

"The beast is not dead yet, the other party has failed."

Sikongxing's father Sikong Jie still holds power in the family, and he handles most of the affairs of all sizes in the clan, so Sikong Xinrong is handed over to him to hire a killer to get rid of Xiao Shun.

His son Sikongxing was humiliated and punished, almost killing his life. As a father, he also held a grudge against Xiao Shun, so he naturally had no room for action.

The temple is full of killer organizations in the world, and of course the cost is ridiculously high.

Even so, they still failed, but the other party also said that they would arrange for others to come as soon as possible.

"Waste! All are waste! That little beast will be humiliated to our family Chen'er as long as he lives one more day. Chen'er's spirit in heaven will not be at peace!" Sikong Anming said gritting his teeth.
Chapter completed!