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Subsequently, Zhao Xiaoyu introduced four other boys to Song Yan, the boy who had an opinion on Song Yan was called He Lifeng, who was tall, but his appearance was average, and he was dressed well.

The other three are named Gou Chengbo, Shuai Qi and Hu Jian.

In fact, this joint venture was facilitated by He Lifeng, and his target was Zhao Xiaoyu, but unexpectedly, Zhao Xiaoyu brought a man to come, which made him very uncomfortable.

Although he endured it for the time being, he still couldn't help but provoke Song Yan when he was eating.

The provocation method is very simple, constantly toasting, once Song Yan refuses to drink, he hurriedly provokes him.

For his clumsy provocation method, Song Yan didn't pay attention to it at all, after all, with his cultivation, even if a table of people poured wine on him, he would never want to get him drunk.

After a meal, Song Yan, who had drunk a lot of wine, did not change his face, but He Lifeng, who provoked him, was drunk and vomited, and was finally helped away by his three roommates.

"It's still early, why don't we go to Brother K?" Lin Yan proposed.

Zhang Li asked Zhao Xiaoyu: "Xiaoyu, what do you think?"

Zhao Xiaoyu subconsciously looked at Song Yan: "I have no opinion, just be happy!"

"Ha, even Brother Song agreed, then let's go!" Lin Yan waved her hand excitedly.

In other worlds, Song Yan's life was vigorous and thrilling, and when he returned to the main world, he suddenly lived the life of an ordinary person, not only did he not feel uncomfortable, but he felt extraordinarily enjoyable.

Twenty minutes later, a group of five people came to a KTV, asked for a medium-sized box, and ordered half a dozen wines and some drinks and fruit plate snacks.

Zhang Li is a wheat tyrant, but she doesn't sing very well, Lin Yan likes to sing men's songs, but Zhou Chuntao's voice is very amazing, she sings very well, and her emotional tone and rhythm are very accurate.

Finally, when it comes to Zhao Xiaoyu, a typical out-of-tune king, a song is completely sung into an unfamiliar song.

Song Yan watched this scene with great interest, and took a sip of beer from time to time, not feeling bored at all.

"Why doesn't Brother Song sing?"

After singing a song, Lin Yan sat next to Song Yan with a wine bottle and touched the wine bottle in his hand.

"I think it's much more fun to listen to you sing than to sing it myself. Song Yan said with a smile.

Lin Yan glanced at him: "You kid is really good at talking, no wonder you will steal our family's Xiaoyu's heart." ”

Although Song Yan and Zhao Xiaoyu did not admit that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, the others were not blind, and Zhao Xiaoyu's eyes looked at him with a look of deep love.

Song Yan smiled undeniably and did not answer.

"Treat my Xiaoyu well in the future, she is a good girl!"

After touching Song Yan again, Lin Yan ran to order a song.

The group sang until the early hours of the morning.

Zhang Li, Lin Yan and Zhou Chuntao all took the bus back to school, and Zhao Xiaoyu's family was in Xiangcheng, so they didn't have to go back to school.

"I'll send you home. Song Yan said to Zhao Xiaoyu.

"I don't want to go home!"

Zhao Xiaoyu suddenly looked at him and said, his eyes were full of stubborn affection.

"Hey!"

Song Yan sighed lightly, stared at Zhao Xiaoyu's face and said, "I have a girlfriend." ”

"I know. Zhao Xiaoyu gritted his apricot teeth and said.

"And more than one!" Song Yan said again.

Zhao Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then said with a somewhat annoyed expression: "It's not one, that's how many?"

Long pain is better than short pain, so Song Yan said: "Eight!"

"What!"

Hearing that Song Yan actually had eight girlfriends, Zhao Xiaoyu even forgot to be angry, and the cherry mouth opened wide, his face full of disbelief and surprise.

After a while, Zhao Xiaoyu asked in an uncertain tone, "Do you really have eight girlfriends?"

"It's true!" Song Yan nodded seriously.

"You bastard!"

Zhao Xiaoyu punched Song Yan's chest, then turned away, and soon disappeared into the night.

Seeing this, Song Yan shook his head, and returned to the villa in Zhongcheng International in a flash.

When he was assassinated by the masters of the Li family, Zhao Changsheng was worried about his safety, so he sent a pair of twin beauties who had reached the sixth level of innate cultivation to be his bodyguards.

However, the cultivation of these two beauties was forcibly improved, so it was difficult for them to improve their cultivation in the future.

It's been two days since I returned to the Overworld.

He felt that the negative emotions in his body seemed to have been reduced a lot in this peaceful life.

At the same time, he didn't plan to cultivate, he stayed in the fantasy world for eighty or ninety years, and when he returned to the main world, he had a good rest, and his cultivation could be put on the days of traversal.

After sleeping until dawn, Song Yan changed into a set of loose clothes and came to the lawn downstairs.

I played a set of punches and moved my body.

Then he went back to the kitchen and started making breakfast.

It was already half past eight o'clock when breakfast was ready, but the cold frost and cold snow had not yet gotten up.

It wasn't until Song Yan finished breakfast that Leng Xue walked downstairs, and when she saw Song Yan on the sofa, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then said, "Young Master, when did you come back?"

"Last night, I came back too late, so I didn't bother you!" Song Yan smiled and said, "By the way, there is breakfast in the kitchen." ”

"Thank you, young master. ”

Leng Xueqiao blushed, during this time, the life of the two sisters was too comfortable, and they knew that their cultivation could not improve much, so they would inevitably relax a little, and in addition, Song Yan did not need their protection, and they naturally reduced their vigilance when they had nothing to do, otherwise, with their cultivation, they would have discovered Song Yan who did not deliberately conceal it.

"By the way, I still have to go out beforehand, and we will have dinner together in the evening!" Song Yan said again.

"Okay young master, you go slowly!" Leng Xue saluted.

As soon as Song Yan left, Leng Xue hurriedly ran outside Leng Shuang's room to wake her up, and told her that Song Yan was back.

"Come back, come back!" Leng Shuang said disapprerovingly.

"But he came back last night, and besides, he made us breakfast!" continued cold-bloodedly, his expression rather solemn.

"It's pretty good!" Leng Shuang said stunned.

"Don't forget who we are!"

Suddenly, Leng Xue's expression turned cold: "We have been cultivated by the Zhao family since we were children, and then we were ordered to protect the young master, but now, the young master doesn't need us to protect at all, but the young master supports us with a high salary." ”

"What do you want to say?" Leng Frost vaguely understood Leng Xue's thoughts.

Leng Xue continued: "The young master came back last night and made us breakfast in the morning, but we didn't notice it at all, why didn't we notice that he was back? That's because we have lost our vigilance, although the young master has a good heart, will he use a high salary to raise two wastes? Once he returns us to the Zhao family, what kind of fate do you say we will have!"

The Zhao family cultivated them not to make them happy, but to give full play to their value, once they can't play their due value, then the Zhao family is very likely to be

Hearing Leng Xue's analysis, Leng Shuang's face changed suddenly, and he was faintly pale: "He won't do this, right?"

"Why not!" Leng Xue asked rhetorically.

"Then what should we do?" Leng Shuang's expression was already a little more panicked and uneasy.

"The young master said that he would have dinner with us in the evening, and we tried to seize the opportunity to please him. Speaking of this, Leng Xue sighed faintly: "I hope he doesn't return us, otherwise, our end will be miserable!"

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