Xuanwu Hubei, a mansion in a high-gate compound, is no less magnificent than the Lu family in Hangzhou. A black sedan drove outside the house, and after the gatekeeper glanced at the license plate, he quickly opened the gate, and the black sedan slowly drove into the yard, and then kicked the accelerator along the winding road directly through the garden full of all kinds of precious flowers and plants, and stopped outside the European-style castle. As soon as the car stopped, a bodyguard in a black suit came up and opened the rear door. A woman stepped out of the car, and the woman had an unknown flower tattooed on her right wrist, but the blooming flower complemented the woman's alluring face, making her look even more enchanting.

After the bodyguard opened the car door, he walked to the side and stood quietly, never looking at the woman.

"Qing barley, you don't even look at your sister, is it because my sister is not good-looking enough to get into your eyes?" The woman walked up to the bodyguard and joked with him.

"I, I'm afraid that after seeing my sister, I won't be able to look at other women again!" the bodyguard said hesitantly, still not looking at the woman.

"Why haven't you seen you for a few days, your mouth has become sweeter, it seems that this trip to Inner Mongolia was not in vain, it was Murong that kid who taught you, right?" The woman took another half step closer, and the distance between her and the bodyguard was only a few inches, and the bodyguard smelled the faint fragrance emanating from her body, and blushed inexplicably.

"Yes, I learned it myself!" the bodyguard subconsciously took a step back and said softly.

"Then, just look at me, just one look!" said the woman.

The bodyguard couldn't help it, so he had to turn his head to look at the woman, and then immediately turned back, but just this time, the woman's flower-like and even more demonic smiling face was forever imprinted in his heart. He didn't dare to look at her, there was no reason, just like she was the only one in the world who was qualified to make him Zhou Qingli willing to be a bodyguard.

Looking at Zhou Qingli's quietly flushed face, the woman smiled, laughing presumptuously but not annoyingly, but even more moving.

At this time, another woman stepped down from the driver's seat of the black car, in a black leather coat, slightly thin.

"Zhou Qingli, Zhou Qingliang, look at your unproductive appearance, ordinary people look at our sister Danqing, then you don't have to go to Jiming Temple to burn incense for half a year, you are good, in front of you, you don't dare to look at it!" After the leather-clothed woman approached, she also teased this bodyguard named Zhou Qingli.

"I don't need you to care!" Zhou Qingli glared at the leather-clothed woman and said coldly.

"Okay, let him calm down alone, let's enter the house Jianxi. The woman named Danqing interrupted the leather-clothed woman and Zhou Qinglan, she whispered this, and then prepared to enter the house, Zhou Qingli was not a conscientious bodyguard, and immediately stepped forward to open the door for Danqing.

The leather-clothed woman and Zhou Qingli glared at each other when they entered the door, as if no one could look at anyone unpleasantly, but this was just a daily routine between them.

It is not an exaggeration to call this house a castle, both in terms of scale decoration and the accessories in the house are not inferior to the castles of the European Middle Ages, the marble walls are full of famous artists, and the hall is full of all kinds of treasures.

"Sister, do you think that little man is a liar!" After entering the house, the leather-clothed woman who was called by Danqing as Jian Xi suddenly asked. Her full name is Yi Jianxi, she was abandoned by her parents when she was a child, and when she was ten years old, she was taken away from the corner by a monk, and when she walked into this mansion, she was stunned, thinking that she had walked into a dream, she had never seen such a magnificent house. And when she saw the sixteen-year-old girl holding a teddy bear in the house, she suddenly lost interest in the house. On the girl's right wrist, a blooming flower is tattooed, which is beautiful, but she is more beautiful than the flower. And when the girl put down the teddy bear in her hand and walked up to her, and whispered, "You will be my sister from now on, and I will not let you suffer again!", she cried for no reason, and then sobbed and called out to her sister, and then she never left the blooming flower again.

"At least half of it is true, but as long as it is related to painting, I choose to believe it now! Danqing sat casually on a soft sofa, gently ruffling her hair.

"Then why did he come to us? Since he was sure that the guy he said had a painting on him, why didn't he go and snatch the painting himself, but reveal the news to us, and don't do any good?" Yi Jianxi seemed to be full of questions about the little man she was talking about.

"I also think it's a little strange, maybe some people like to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight! Let's wait for Huang Liangbin's two people to bring it back!" Danqing stood up, poured a glass of red wine, and didn't drink it, just put it under the tip of his nose and sniffed it and put it back.

"Hey, I get angry at the mention of Huang Liangbin, the hypocrite, you didn't see the way he looked at you, that saliva was about to drip to the ground! This man, there is no good thing!" At the mention of Huang Liangbin, Yi Jianxi immediately became extremely angry.

"This man, there are still good things, such as that Li Laosan, such as Zhou Qingli with a pestle at the door, and then like your ......"

"Sister, you're laughing there again, I've almost forgotten that bastard!" As soon as Yi Jianxi heard Danqing's words, she knew that she was going to make fun of herself, so she quickly interrupted her.

"When it comes to Li Laosan, I think of Sister Dongjing, we haven't been to see her for a long time, let's find a time!" Speaking of this, Danqing suddenly became a little sad.

"Yes, then Li Laosan is really damned, she has harmed our sister Dongjing, even if she followed that dead demon in Hangzhou, she would not have ended up like this!" Yi Jianxi said angrily.

"No one can know what the result will be, if it were me, I would also choose Li Laosan, even if Sister Dongjing chooses again, she will still choose Li Laosan. Danqing said meaningfully, but Yi Jianxi was a little confused.

"I'm very strange, why didn't the master kill that Li Laosan and bury Sister Dongjing with him?" Yi Jianxi thought for a while and said.

After all, he was still soft-hearted, because he knew that Dong Jing didn't want to see Li Laosan die, but there was one person who wished that Li Laosan would die, there was nothing for so many years, but because of the old man, as long as the old man swallowed his breath one day, he would definitely put the knife on Li Laosan's neck at the same time. Danqing explained to Yi Jianxi slowly.

"Sister, you're talking about that dead shemale, right?" Yi Jianxi looked suddenly enlightened.

Danqing smiled slightly, and then said: "The dead shemale you keep saying is now in this Nanjing City, be careful that the partition wall has ears, when the time comes, he will take you away, and what he will do to you will not be able to protect it!" Danqing blinked his eyes and said, he had already walked in front of Yi Jianxi as he spoke, and suddenly grabbed one of her hands and stroked it gently.

Yi Jianxi felt creepy, goosebumps all over her body, she ran to the door, opened the door and glanced at it, and only after seeing that there was still only one Zhou Qingli outside the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.