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Chapter 162 Poems

After shopping and returning home, Tang Xiaoyu was depressed and stopped washing the dishes and chopsticks. She said to Li Changqing that she washed herself and went into her room to rest.

"This girl has been sucked."

Li Changqing grabbed his hair and then packed up the dishes. At this time, his cell phone rang, and Hu Xiong was calling.

"Li Changqing, you said, which piece of clothing should I wear tomorrow? Will it be too formal to wear a suit?"

"Would this dress be too hippie?"

"By the way, I'll be here for the first time tomorrow, do I need to buy any gifts?"

"At my age, when I see her parents, I should be called uncle and aunt, or brother and sister-in-law."

Listening to the messy questions on the phone, Li Changqing complained speechlessly: "No, Lao Hu, do you really want to develop with her? He is from a good family and is young and beautiful, so you don't have a chance."

"Hey, what do you know."

After hanging up the phone, Li Changqing was speechless. This guy was really making trouble with x-worms.

However, it is true that I have been single for more than 30 years, and when I meet a sow, I will feel particularly beautiful, let alone a super beauty like Zi Yanran?

"Forget it, wash the dishes and sleep."

...

In a villa in Nanlin City, Zi Yanran put on a white dress, and a precious piano was placed in the villa lobby.

Zi Yanran sat upright in front of the piano, with her slender fingers playing music gently, and her whole body was filled with the temperament of a lady from a noble family.

"Owner."

At this time, Lan Qiqi walked out of the villa, half-kneeled in front of Zi Yanran, and said, "I didn't ask anything from Li Changqing's mouth. I'm afraid that if I continue to ask, it will arouse his suspicion."

"Yeah." Zi Yanran nodded slightly, smiled, and was still playing the piano.

Lan Qiqi paused and said, "Did the owner do what happened in Yinlin Business District today?"

"I just happened to be hungry." Zi Yanran nodded slightly and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No, but I think it's better to have less than more things." Lan Qiqi whispered.

Zi Yanran smiled and said, "Tomorrow, a man will come to me. He seems to be from the Thirty-Sixth Bureau. I have never tasted the weird blood of the Bureau of Investigation."

The piano sound is getting more and more elegant, but Zi Yanran's body is not only elegant, but also not adds a bit of taste.

Lan Qiqi was a little reluctant to speak, but just whispered: "Master, if the people from the Investigation Bureau find out you, then..."

"Shut up!" Zi Yanran glanced at Lan Qiqi.

"Yes." Lan Qiqi buried her head deeper, but she couldn't understand why Zi Yanran suddenly came to Nanlin City.

Before, she never came out of the snow-capped mountains all year round and rarely asked about these things.

...

The next morning.

On this day, the sun was shining. Hu Xiong, wearing a white suit, and a white rose hanging on his chest, came to a villa.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and soon the door was opened.

"Hello, Miss Yanran." Hu Xiong smiled and glanced at the inside of the house. It was indeed a rich family.

The whole villa is decorated in a very luxurious manner.

In the center, there is also a valuable piano.

"Please come in." Zi Yanran was wearing a black long skirt today and reached out to invite Hu Xiong into the house.

"Are you the only one at home?" Hu Xiong couldn't help asking when he saw that the villa was extremely quiet.

Zi Yanran laughed and said, "My parents' business is in other places all year round, so I am mostly alone at home."

After Zi Yanran asked Hu Xiong to sit on the sofa, she asked curiously: "Why are Mr. Hu going to treat me?"

"This, Miss Yanran, I wonder if there is any discomfort?" Hu Xiong asked.

Zi Yanran thought for a while and said, "I have been weak since I was a child and I feel weak all over. Later, someone from home invited a priest to show me. He said that when he was uncomfortable, he would feel much more comfortable after drinking blood."

"Bloody?" Hu Xiong touched his chin when he heard this, and said, "This is an evil technique."

"Mr. Hu still understands art?" Zi Yanran asked with a smile.

At this time, Hu Xiong? How could he not understand anything? What's more, this is the field he is good at?

Hu Xiong said: "When I first met, I found that Miss Yanran's face was not very good, but judging from the girl's face, the atrium was full, with tall eyebrows and bright eyes. It was a great fortune and a great honor, even with a noble and yellow spirit. If I were born in ancient times, I would probably be a royal princess and a princess..."

"Oh? In addition to art, Mr. Hu also knows how to look at the face?" Zi Yanran asked with a smile.

"It's all a little bit of understanding, a little bit of understanding." Hu Xiong observed Zi Yanran's face and expression. If he wanted to really know the problem, both sides needed to relieve it and use his magic power to explore Zi Yanran's body.

He spoke and asked.

Zi Yanran declined: "I am the only one in the family. If you have physical contact with Mr. Hu, it may be a bad thing to spread."

"I was not considerate, so I did." Hu Xiong lowered his head and started rummaging through the bag he carried.

Zi Yanran slowly approached the past and came to Hu Xiong's side. She slowly moved towards Hu Xiong's neck.

I wanted to suck his essence and blood.

But as soon as I got closer, I suddenly found that there were three moles on the back of Hu Xiong's neck.

The shape of this mole.

She was slightly shocked and quickly took a step back.

"What's wrong?"

Hu Xiong didn't notice anything unusual, he turned around and asked, "Miss Yanran, are you?"

"What is the mole on the back of Mr. Hu's neck?" Zi Yanran asked with a smile.

"Born." Hu Xiong replied.

When Zi Yanran heard this, her expression changed slightly. Hu Xiong took out a box and said, "This is something that suppresses evil. Miss Yanran should be attacked by Yin Qi and evil Qi, so she is weak and sick. As for drinking blood, it is a magical path. You must not use it again in the future, otherwise, the condition may worsen."

"Yeah." Zi Yanran replied softly.

Hu Xiong also noticed Zi Yanran's expression, as if there was some change. Could it be that her actions just now moved her a little?

"Mr. Hu, I have a poem here. Why don't you ask me to appreciate it?" Zi Yanran said, and went upstairs to take down a scroll of calligraphy and paintings, and expanded the scroll. Obviously, the calligraphy everyone asked to write this character.

"It's more fragrant and white, and the red Chan is ruthless and self-strength. I suddenly have thoughts when I'm idle, and I'll hold you to the bottom of your heart."

Zi Yanran stroked the poem on the calligraphy and painting and said, "Mr. Hu looked at this calligraphy, but I don't know what he felt?"

Hu Xiong frowned. He was an uneducated man, how could he understand calligraphy and painting? He smiled dryly and said, "I don't know much about poetry..."
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