It's not ......

Nan Xian held the bottle in her palm and widened her eyes slightly in surprise.

She suddenly realized something, and looked up sharply—

At this moment, she is sitting on the carpet in her hotel room, and the electronic alarm clock at the bedside automatically lights up, showing the time as nine o'clock in the evening.

Nine......

Nan Xian's face changed suddenly, she stood up suddenly, and quickly stepped forward to open her phone.

The year, the date, the time, all right, it's nine o'clock in the evening.

However, in her memory, at this time, she was obviously still hiding under the bed in Kou Xiangxin's room!

She was full of surprise, and subconsciously pinched her thigh.

"Hiss-" It hurts.

So it's not a dream.

Her expression seemed to freeze, her eyes were empty, and she looked around in confusion.

Why did you suddenly appear here and go back in time?

What's going on?

That's right, that women's clothing boss!

He knew himself, and he called himself Ah Xian, and then—

When I open my eyes again, that's what I'm doing now.

Nan Xian raised her hand to touch the center of her eyebrows, her eyes lowered, thoughtful.

And at the same time—

A Gothic building painted in strong contrasting colors, under the rapid neon light, seductive and sexy women and young crazy men shake their bodies wildly to the strong beat of the drum.

The liquor was in the throat, the soul almost set on fire, and even the darkest corners were filled with the clashing of glasses and the out-of-control howl.

Deep on the second floor, the VIP box, faintly revealing a few glamorous sounds from the crack in the door, men and women, chaotic, the waitress wearing a bunny girl uniform pushed the door in, swept her eyes, and was not surprised by this situation.

She twisted her sexy waist and straight hips, her legs straight, her waist pressed down, and placed the tray on the table.

This action allowed her proud career line to be seen by the people sitting on the sofa.

Kou Xiangxin was sitting on the sofa with his shirt open, his legs spread, and two young and beautiful girls kneeling beside him, one holding a wine glass and the other pinching fruit, almost attached to him.

His gaze fell on the bunny girl's large patch of fair skin, his throat rolled, and he pushed away the outstretched hand of the girl on the left.

There was a clattering sound of wine glasses toppling and shattering, and he had already grabbed Bunny Girl's wrist and dragged her into his arms.

The bunny girl laughed coquettishly, sat on his lap, blinked slightly, and her eyes were seductive and sultry, as if with a small hook.

Kou Xiangxin smiled and picked her chin, "You're so beautiful, it's a pity to do the work of delivering wine, serve me well tonight, and later-"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden ringing of a bell.

His dissatisfaction was interrupted, his face sank, and he took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID.

It's the old Taoist.

He frowned and hung up.

The bunny girl had already obediently struck, her fingers gently roaming over the edge of danger, probing.

His devastated mood immediately returned.

I want to get straight to the point-

The phone rang again.

Kou Xiangxin answered with a dark face, gritting his teeth: "You'd better have something big to find me!" ”

After listening to the old Taoist priest's words, his eyebrows were almost twisted into a Sichuan character, and after a while, he hung up the phone, looked at the rabbit girl with some impatience, and reached out to squeeze her smooth skin.

"Wait, I'll come back to clean you up after I get my things." He whispered in her ear.

With that, he got up, put on his coat, and walked out the door quickly.

Rushed back to the hotel room and opened the door, which was exactly the same as when he left.

Kou Xiangxin walked to the bedroom and snorted the old Taoist priest in his heart: It's really unfounded! Say that if you have a vision tonight, you are worried that something will happen, so you have to ask yourself to bring the bottle containing the spirit of the tree spirit with you.

Oh, I hid the bottle well, no one can find it, how can it be stolen......

Wait a minute! Where's the bottle?!

Treant Spirit ...... It's gone!

Looking at the empty box in his hand, he was like being struck by lightning, and it was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, his face that was still proud just now instantly turned pale, and instantly became angry, his eyes were bloodshot red, and the green tendons burst out in the forehead, and he suddenly raised his hand and slammed the box to the ground.

"!!"