Everyone may not believe it, but Yan Xilan did not stir up the foundation before signing the labor contract with the system. He has a girlfriend, albeit by marriage. Maybe it's because of the growth environment, or maybe it's just because he was born cold, and after living for twenty-eight years, Yan Xilan has never had unnecessary emotional fluctuations to anyone, it can be said that his life is the best shortcut under rational planning, the textbook-level kind.

Such a person, who is accustomed to making the most of existing resources, is not so much indifferent to the point of being entangled with men as others imagine. As for why the business is so proficient? It can only be said that there are many rights and wrongs of wealthy families, and in addition to long knowledge, they can also train people.

Of course, this qiē is based on the fact that reason tells him that he needs to do so.

Murong Qing is obviously not among them. The original owner Lin Shihe was not the one who couldn't wait for him.

Yan Xilan is naturally for something else. As mentioned earlier, Murong Qing has already become one of the top masters in the rivers and lakes at a young age, although his foundation is good, but he is only a mortal who grew up eating ordinary grains, and like young heroes of the same age and a little talent, he barely hangs at the end of the first-class. What's more, the head of the Yan family is still a modern person after all, and he has no concept of the use of ancient internal strength cultivation techniques, and many details still need him to think about it in detail, but the time node that has passed through is so urgent, it would be good if he could give full play to the strength of the original owner.

And after experiencing the gap between himself and the top masters, Yan Xilan finally had a more intuitive understanding of the so-called martial arts masters, which made him realize that if he didn't put his target within the controllable range, then with his current strength, I am afraid that he would not even be able to touch a corner of other people's clothes. It's good to track down and get rid of it, but it's the worry of your life that matters.

There is no chance to create a chance, Yan Xilan is good at brainstorming with people, so lure the other party into the road arranged by himself, and it is better to seek skin with the tiger than to be beaten unilaterally.

And when he left not long ago, two figures suddenly appeared on the eaves behind the brocade-robed man.

The two men were masked in black scarves, dressed in night clothes, kneeling on one knee and saluting together.

"See the Master. ”

"Hmm. The man put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Do you have eyebrows?"

The invisible coercion made the man in black hold his breath and stare at it, and he didn't even dare to come out. One of them pulled out an envelope from his bosom, raised his hands above his head, and presented it to the man. "There is something else wrong with this matter, and I asked the master to take a look. ”

Murong Qing took the letter, went to seal the wax, unfolded a quick sweep, and threw it back. "Although my sect lives in a border place, it is not difficult to move an inch in the Central Plains, and the position of Tingfeng Lou is unknown, and the things given are no different from waste paper. This seat does not raise waste, and if you do not supervise it effectively, you will go to the torture hall to receive the punishment yourself. ”

The man in black stiffened and bowed his head in agreement.

"Send a message to the Flying Harrier, tell him not to wait any longer, and gather in Lin'an in five days. ”

"Yes. ”

He waved his hand for the two to step back, and in the next moment, the roof was empty. Only the night breeze still shuttles between the branches and leaves, bringing the sound of thin ropes.

In the early morning of the next day, Jian Yu ignored the urging of Wanqiu outside the door as if she were collecting debts, and reluctantly got tired of Yan Xilan, trying to make a final struggle, and when she saw Murong Qing, she sent him a look for help. However, the man just found a new toy last night, and he didn't have much nostalgia for the old one, so after pouring the ** soup that seemed to be close to himself but was all nonsense, he smiled and watched him leave. I don't even have the gentleness of sending it to each other.

Yan Xilan really didn't want to use the small attack to describe Jian Yu's various feelings in the later period, such as wandering in a dilemma, he euphemistically classified it as the first love complex and the eternal turmoil that he couldn't get.

So, what did Murong Qing like about Jian Yu at the beginning?

To this, the man's answer was: I have never seen such a male who seems to be boneless and has no strengths, and is like a silk flower, and I can't help but be a little curious.

Yan Xilan secretly despised his indifference in hobbies, and said majestically like a horse under his crotch: "There are so many such people in the world, Ah Yu doesn't bother with his brother." ”

The poem is not the same as this. Murong was serious: "Your junior brother is my junior brother, how can I take more care of it." ”

Yan Xilan: ......

The days passed quietly around the two of them testing each other around the martial arts conference, around the son of luck, around the full life of everything they saw and heard on the road, and Lin'an City arrived in such a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

Yan Xilan's Lingxi Sect is not large, but his master, the current head of the sect, is quite famous in the rivers and lakes, so the Wulin League also sent someone to respectfully hand over the invitation. Although under Yan Xilan's deletion and reduction, there were only five disciples who came, and the housekeeper of the Jiang Mansion still arranged an independent courtyard for them, which was a little far away from the master's residence, which was better than secluded, and could also save those unnecessary social interactions, and live more freely and comfortably.

Murong Qing was invited into the mansion through the invitation of a martial arts family whose ancestors had moved to the East China Sea to live in seclusion. The young man glanced at it, wondering in his heart whether the original owner of the invitation had been dragged to the sinking sea and the sinking river or the sinking lake. Oh, and it's possible to sink the river. Murong affectionately told the housekeeper that he was alone, and it was good to live in the same courtyard with his companions from the Lingxi Sect, and it was an eventful time, and many heroes and heroes came to discuss important matters. Hearing this, the housekeeper was grateful, and he wanted to treat him as his own.

After Yan Xilan settled the juniors who had been the background board for so long, Murong Qing walked in leisurely, and told him the gossip about who lived in which courtyard he had just gotten from the housekeeper, and then the conversation changed suddenly, and he invited him to drink flower wine with a frank face.

The young man was silent, and decided to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

To say that in ancient times, in addition to the hundreds of schools of thought contending, the princes dividing the territory, the conspiracy and conspiracy of Wen Tao, the fight and the grabbing of territory, there are also thousands of miles of smoke and waves, weeping willows, thousands of customs, dreams and souls of all kinds of discerning heroes, talented people meet beautiful people in the Jiangnan love story. In addition to the backyard wall of the young lady's house, the high-incidence area of the accident is the famous Qinglou.

The former will be too obscene if it is not inadvertent, and the latter does not have such a high door railing, which is a romance that can be bought with money.

Yan Xilan was with the heart of inspecting the marketing strategy of the customs industry, and followed Murong Qing with great integrity. As a result, as soon as I entered the door, I was a little dizzy by the fragrance of fat powder, and when I came to relieve myself, I had already been pulled into the third floor by Murong Qing and the beauty was on the side.

He quickly regained his composure. It's not that he didn't experience this kind of battle when he was talking about business with people back then, after all, just because he didn't need it didn't mean that he didn't need anything else. Under Murong Qing's interested gaze, Yan Xilan calmly took the wine handed by the beauty, drank it all, and then tasted it pertinently: "General." ”

Murong Qing laughed, "Shihe, Shihe, this flower wine is not drunk like this." ”

Two fingers gently pinched the white and small jaw of the beauty on his side, and then raised it slightly, the man slowly leaned down, blending with the breath of the person, but the ambiguous and deep eyes did not withdraw from the young man for a moment.

Yan Xilan even had the illusion that he was being treated like this.

It doesn't feel good.

A slight smile gradually appeared in the man's eyes, and he blew into the beauty's earlobe, his gaze still falling directly on the young man. "Flower hops and flowers are focused on flower appreciation, and the beauty is current, how can you be so puzzled?"

……

If he could, Yan Xilan would probably have buried people in the soil as flower fertilizer.

I think he has been in the country for many years, and he has never been treated lightly several times - usually after the first time, he has already abused those who don't have long eyes crying and calling Dad.

Murong Qing accepted it when he saw it, did not challenge his bottom line again and again, hugged the slender waist of the thin beauty just now, and went to other rooms to taste it, and before leaving, his eyes were still wandering back and forth on Yan Xilan and another woman, not to mention how meaningful his expression was.

Yan Xilan sent away the woman who wanted to serve him, sat at the table for a while, and found that his body was a little hot.

When I think of the wine in this place, there are usually some aphrodisiac things added to it, and I can't help but feel like a boat capsizing in the gutter...... Fortunately, the effect of the medicine was not heavy, and the meditation and pranayama passed for a while.

Today, however, God doesn't seem to be going to let him go.

As soon as the young man lay down on the bed, a person suddenly rushed in from the window and pounced on him! While holding him into the bed, he was still thinking in pieces: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't help the abrupt beauty, the little lady let me hide first, and I will ...... afterwards Hey, this little lady is quite sturdy. As he spoke, he pinched two handfuls as if he was sure of the feel, "It's good to be strong, and it's good to grow in the future, but this chest is a little flat-"

The moonlight flowed in front of the window, reflecting the two people on the bed.

Yan Xilan: ......

Freeloader:......

After a long time, the uninvited guest said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I don't know that there is still a little ...... in the Qinglou."

The young man interrupted him expressionlessly: "Get out." ”