Chapter Twenty-Nine: It's Really Funny

Looking at Luo Yunxi's appearance, Li Xun couldn't help but smile.

"True or false? Who is Qiu Qingshuang? Returnee student, the granddaughter of Qiu Dubai, and the daughter of Xingyunzhai. …… And me? is useless, and in the eyes of others, he is not even as good as a migrant worker. Don't mess with the mandarin duck spectrum, if you really think it's appropriate, I think we're quite suitable, a migrant worker, a vegetable seller, and a common daughter, the two of us are a couple. ”

Seeing Luo Yunxi making fun of himself, Li Xun couldn't help but joke.

Luo Yunxi's face turned red, and he twisted his arm: "You're going to die, we have grown up together since childhood, and we are closer than brothers and sisters." You're playing such a joke on me? ”

"Come less, your surname is Luo, my surname is Li, what is closer than brother and sister? Let's go. ”

Li Xun stretched out his hand and rubbed Luo Yunxi's head, and touched his head to kill. It's like a big brother comforting a little sister, and then strides out.

Duoduo and Luo Yunxi sent it out. Li Xun pushed his bicycle and said; "You can rest at home with peace of mind, I lock the door from the inside, even if you don't lock it, you don't have to be afraid, this is a legal society. Moreover, they are directed against me, not against you. ”

Li Xun touched Duoduo's face, and then stepped on the bicycle and went straight to Tianfu Pavilion.

Tianfu Pavilion is not a big hotel though. But it's very distinctive, and the people who come here to eat are people of taste, not those nouveau riche.

When he arrived at the hotel, Li Xun saw Qiu Qingshuang standing at the door.

In the night, the woman said in a beige long dress, the breeze blew through the silk skirt, fluttering, and her long hair spilled down, which should be because of the wind, which was slightly messy.

But it's also a little more wanton sexy.

No wonder Luo Yunxi said that this woman is beautiful. Now it seems that it is indeed good, this figure, this face, this temperament, it is amazing.

This feeling, Lin Jiaren is really incomparable, although Lin Jiaren is very beautiful, but there are more worldly things in this woman.

"Mr. Li, come by bicycle, did I say I'll pick you up!" Qiu Qingshuang smiled slightly, like a lily blooming in a summer night, spitting a faint fragrance.

"I really don't need to, in this summer, I ride my bike, it's very windy, really I walk in the crowd, and many people are watching me."

"It's really funny, please, I've already booked a room."

A single room is not big, but it is very elegant, the wine and food have come up, six dishes and a bottle of French red face.

"Mr. Lee. You can take this away. As soon as he sat down, Qiu Qingshuang handed over a bank card.

Li Xun was stunned: "Miss Qiu, let's not be polite to the two of us, you can say anything directly." In addition, don't call me Mr. Li, call me Li Xun, or Brother Xun. ”

"Brother Xun, you take one million, and then I'll tell you something."

"No matter what, I won't take this money, you can tell me directly."

"Brother Xun, that's right, a friend from the south came over a few days later, and he told his grandfather that he had a group of authentic works of modern and modern painters in my country. …… Grandpa means that he wants you to help receive these customers and at the same time distinguish the authenticity. ”。

"That's it, it's simple, I will be the day you say, anyway, I'm not at work, you just need to tell me a day in advance."

Li Xun knew that Qiu Mubai and Qiu Qingshuang were who they were, and they had helped him. So as long as he can help, he will not hesitate.

"Probably the day after tomorrow, they came from Guangcheng, and grandpa said that if this business is done, they will make at least 10 million. So, I'll give you a million not much. ”

Qiu Qingshuang pushed the bank card in front of Li Xun again.

"Qingshuang, I'm not polite to you, I said we are friends, don't talk about money, if you insist on my money, I won't go." Li Xun pushed the bank card back again.

Qiu Qingshuang frowned, hooked the corners of her mouth, and showed a charming smile: "Brother Xun, this is the charm of personality." ”

Li Xun smiled and said nothing.

"Come, drink." Qiu Qingshuang picked up the wine glass and touched it with Li Xun.

A man and a woman, there was nothing to talk about. However, when talking about antiques, Qiu Qingshuang found that she, a foreign student, was too far behind Li Xunlai, antique jade, ancient and modern calligraphy and painting, porcelain, bronze......

Li Xun didn't understand anything, and he really appreciated knowledge, not rhetoric.

The two of them drank and chatted like this, and it was even twelve o'clock in the evening.

Qiu Qingshuang wanted to send Li Xun home, but Li Xun refused. The reason is that his big permanent is also an antique, and he doesn't want to throw it away.

"Brother Xun, a conversation with you is better than ten years of study, or I will worship you as a teacher." When they were about to break up, Qiu Qingshuang said that she looked at Li Xun with crooked eyebrows.

"Forget it, there are too many rules between the apprentice and the master, and I'm not that old."

"Okay then." Qiu Qingshuang didn't know why, her face turned slightly red, and she beckoned again, and then got into the car.

The night breeze blew, the air was fragrant with flowers, slightly charming, Li Xun rode his big permanent, creaking and walking on the road.

In this era of rapid development, there are very few people who can ride on the streets permanently.

However, he was happy to do it, shaking his body and humming a little song.

Don't look at him a little carried away, but out of the corner of his eye, he felt that there was a black Land Rover, which had already given him more than a kilometer.

He turns, that Land Rover also turns, he goes straight, that Land Rover goes straight.

Whose people will it be? You can guess with your toes, it should be Chen Jun's person, right?

Turning the corner, more than 500 meters away from his hometown, Li Xun jumped out of the car, put the car to the side, and stood holding his arms against the telephone pole.

Ten seconds later, the car appeared in front of him with a swipe, then stopped with a creak.

Li Xun took out the commander's cigarette, lit it with a five-cent lighter, took a deep breath, and then spit it out.

The doors opened. A bewitching woman in her twenties walked down.

This made Li Xun a little surprised.

He originally thought that he should be a super thug with a sturdy body and a black clothes.

But I never imagined that it was a woman, and it was a very bewitching woman.

The woman said in a black cheongsam, exposing her slender thighs, and a bright red rose was embroidered on the cheongsam.

The red of roses, with her lips.

The same blood red.