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Luo Xiaobei's eyes didn't look away, and his face didn't necessarily look good, but he just stared at the woman's back and couldn't take his eyes off.

Wang Xiaowan was surprised by Luo Xiaobei's expression, and only used force in the movements of his hands.

The slight pain brought Luo Xiaobei back to his senses, glanced at Wang Xiaowan, and saw Wang Xiaowan glancing at himself.

I know it's not right, and I can't take my eyes off staring at a beautiful girl, which is not a good thing. But she wasn't blinded by this woman's looks, although she was pretty good-looking!

A smile is full of gentle style, and she looks much better than herself!

After this action, although Luo Xiaobei was strange, the expression on his face was retracted, and he followed behind wholeheartedly, and did not deliberately look at the woman.

"It's here, two girls, please!" the woman's voice was sweet and soft, very good.

Luo Xiaobei glanced around, and saw a typical garden-style retro building, the pattern is not large, but it has everything, and the rockery attic in the garden is small and exquisite.

Sure enough, the person who can enjoy it, even if he lives in this place far away from the world, does not affect his taste and taste of life in the slightest.

Wang Xiaowan came, and he didn't look at Luo Xiaobei anymore, helped her into the lobby of the hospitality, and sat down on the boxwood armchair on the side.

The woman in the white dress also walked in, holding two cups of tea on the tray in her hand, an aged tea cup with blue and white on a white background, and a mist peeking out of it.

The hands with the tea are delicate and fair, the nails are round and full, and they are a pair of good hands that will be raised for many years.

Wang Xiaowan thanked him again, but Luo Xiaobei was still staring at the woman's face in a daze.

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Sensing Wang Xiaowan's fierce gaze on the side, Luo Xiaobei shrank his neck, retracted his gaze in a sneer, and used the tea on the table to hide his embarrassed look.

The woman stepped back after serving tea, leaving Wang Xiaowan and Luo Xiaobei to sit together.

I don't know how long it took, a cup of tea was about to bottom, and then I heard two extremely heavy man's coughs.

Luo Xiaobei subconsciously looked at Wang Xiaowan, and saw that her face did not change, still drinking the tea in the cup, until a middle-aged man came out of the curtain on the side, Wang Xiaowan stood up.

He called lightly, "Uncle Shi!"

Luo Xiaobei wanted to get up, but before he could stand up, he heard Wang Xiaowan speak, "This is Xiaowan's friend, he was injured and not good at his work, so he can't salute his uncle, please don't blame him!"

Without getting up, Luo Xiaobei glanced at Wang Xiaowan and saw that although she called the man in front of her as her uncle, she had no extra respect at all.

Although he was puzzled, he also learned Wang Xiaowan's rhetoric and said that he was injured.

The man didn't have any expression, a black moire brocade, the same dress as Ji Yan, but two different momentums.

Ji Yan is a warm smiling fox, but this person's lines appear to be rigid, his temperament is cold, and his eyes are dark, like a waveless ancient well, and he can't see a trace of emotion.

Although he smiled, he saw that the smile on his face was not deep, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, but he remained polite on his face.

Talking to such people is the most tiring.

Luo Xiaobei's acquaintance rarely speaks, and Wang Xiaowan, who originally had few words, only picked the usual words, and they all coped with it.

It wasn't until the man said that he would let Wang Xiaowan and Luo Xiaobei live here that the matter was over.

Originally, I came here looking for a place to live.

Not much, only one day at most.

One day, the medicine that Wang Xiaowan prepared for Luo Xiaobei's foot injury could fully work, and there was no problem whether to leave or live here at that time.

It was the woman in the white dress who came to bring the two of them to the residence, and this time Luo Xiaobei was no longer staring at her.

When he arrived at the room and pushed the door in, Luo Xiaobei saw clearly that this was still an antique room. It's a small place, and every piece of equipment is exquisite.

If you talk about value, it is estimated that it is not as good as the previous illusion, but the victory is better than the coincidence.

After thanking her and sending the woman away, Wang Xiaowan turned back, stared at her, and then asked, "What's so special about that woman?"

"Because it's beautiful!" Luo Xiaobei poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and sighed with satisfaction.

Wang Xiaowan's expression became more and more strange when he looked at her, and when Luo Xiaobei saw such a look again, he almost choked on a sip of tea.

"It's not what you think, I just feel like I've seen her somewhere!"

Even Wang Xiaowan wants to be crooked, it can be seen that Luo Xiaobei is a bit too much this time.

Wang Xiaowan glanced at Luo Xiaobei, sat down and poured a cup of tea, and stopped talking.

She didn't say it, but it didn't mean that Luo Xiaobei didn't say it either.

"Sister Xiaowan, how come you have an uncle here?"

That man looks like a middle-aged uncle at first glance, if it is Wang Xiaowan's uncle, it can be said, but isn't Wangxiang the territory of the public loser?

"He's a disciple of my Mo family, that's right!" Wang Xiaowan nodded, his face still calm.

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Luo Xiaobei had already swallowed a mouthful of tea, but the surprise on his face was not at all.

"You are really a descendant of the Mo family?"

Wang Xiaowan raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you have already guessed it!"

Putting down the teacup, Luo Xiaobei shook his head again and again, "It's not a guess, but looking at my sister's skills, she is not an ordinary person at first glance." Now I am still surprised to hear my sister say it herself!"

"But ......"

"However, why would the disciples of the Mo family appear in the public loser?" Wang Xiaowan explained Luo Xiaobei's hesitation.

Luo Xiaobei nodded.

"It's a long story!" Wang Xiaowan put down the teacup, his expression was still indifferent, "He later left the master!"

"Leaving the division?" Luo Xiaobei obviously didn't expect that this was a long story, and it turned out to be eight words.

"That's right, and he was kicked out!" Wang Xiaowan added.

It was also this sentence that made Luo Xiaobei's heart tremble.

"Then you still call him uncle, and dare to live here?" This worry is true, after all, the shame of being kicked out of the division, if it is really to be investigated, Wang Xiaowan is the best candidate for that man.

The main thing is that this person doesn't take a detour, and he dares to bump into it by himself, is this a long life?

But Wang Xiaowan's calm expression also showed that she was indeed not afraid.

"There's nothing wrong with calling Uncle Sheng, after all, he took me to learn magic when I was a child. Speaking of which, I didn't expect him to be kicked out of the school, but because of him, my grandfather never confiscated new disciples after this. ”

"In other words, after he broke away from the division, he defected to the public loser?" Luo Xiaobei asked.

"It's not!"

"Isn't it?"

"He was originally a loser!" Wang Xiaowan raised his head, his eyes waveless.