Xia Jin stood straight in place.

There was no fear in her handsome face, the peach blossom eyes reflected Marven's angry appearance at the moment, and the oncoming fist, the corner of her left mouth was raised, evoking an evil sneer.

Immediately, she raised her foot and kicked directly at Marven, while her left hand was clenched into a fist and punched Marven's face in turn.

Marven didn't expect Xia Jin to fight back, and... He didn't expect that Xia Jin's strength was a few points greater than his... After eating Xia Jin's two moves, his whole body staggered backwards, and finally fell directly on the street.

Marven's eyes widened and he looked at Xia Jin in disbelief.

Xia Jin frowned, looked at her left hand, half a ring, she looked up, but she looked up at the second floor of the teahouse on the left side of the two, and when she saw the figure like a fairy, her pupils shrank slightly.

The man stood in front of the window in a white robe, his face handsome and his expression was indifferent, and when she looked up, she directly met his sight.

The man's gaze was cold, without the slightest emotion, and the pair of Danfeng eyes were as deep and charming as the vast sea of stars, which attracted all of her eyes at once, and Xia Jin couldn't help but be stunned.

The man looked away, took two steps inside, there was no figure in front of the window, Xia Jin withdrew her eyes, she glanced at Marven, and sneered: "It seems that Young Master Ma's martial arts test this year should be counted down again." ”

Marven's face turned blue, and he struggled to get up to teach Xia Jin a lesson, but as soon as he stood up, there was a heart-piercing pain in his knees, causing him to kneel directly on the ground with weak feet.

"Tsk, Young Master Ma, you don't have to give me such a big gift, don't worry, my Xia Jin's words count."

Xia Jin narrowed his eyes and teased: "When I return to the mansion, I will naturally ask the subordinates in the mansion to invite the doctor to the Ma Mansion and treat Young Master Ma." ”

After Xia Jin finished speaking, she didn't look at Marven again, she walked towards the teahouse decisively.

"Damn it, waste, you waited for me!"

Watching her leave, Marven had no choice but to shout loudly, but Xia Jin didn't look back, completely ignoring him, so angry that Marven's teeth itched, but there was no way but to stare at her back fiercely.

And the purple-clothed man who was walking with Marven on the side stood quietly aside, he leaned back against the wall, clasped his hands on his chest, looking at the direction where Xia Jin disappeared, his thin lips raised slightly, "It seems that this eldest lady of Xia Mansion is not like a waste as rumored, interesting." ”

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The second floor of the teahouse.

Xia Jin found the private room just now, but she didn't go in, but stood on the left side of the door, standing quietly with her back against the wall, her waist was straight, but her peach blossom eyes were lowered, wrapped in a little doubt.

Why would he help her?

In the private room.

Xiao Baiyu sat elegantly at the table, there was a cup of tea brewed on the table, he didn't drink tea, just looked at the cup of tea, looked at the smoke rising on the teacup, and his good-looking thin lips pursed slightly.

Halfway through, he moved the corner of his lower lip, "Come in." ”

Xia Jin walked in, she walked up to him, lowered her head, but she looked more well-behaved.

Xiao Baiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her, Xia Jin thought about it for a long time in his heart, and finally looked up at him head-on, "Master, thank you for saving me just now." ”

Although she did it just now, her strength was not strong enough to knock Marven down with one punch.

Just now, it was clear that someone had made a move before her.

"You..."

A cold word, but it is extremely nice and a little magnetic.

Half ringing, no following.

"Master, what did you just say about me..."

Xia Jin frowned and looked at the man in confusion, but saw that his good-looking brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were also wrapped in a little frost, Xia Jin's heart tightened, and he realized that the original owner was a waste who couldn't cultivate.

How could a piece of waste know that he had just made a secret move?