The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The man's reaction to her seemed to be expected, and he didn't go around, saying directly: "Reward at the Dao Fa Conference."

"Row."

After Ling Qingxuan agreed, she drew Zhang Fu out of thin air for him.

"The gift is gone, make another one."

The little girl left leisurely, leaving the man to hold the talisman paper lightly.

This little girl, knowing that she was here, also saw that it was him, but she didn't even mean to refuse at all.

With his thoughts swaying, he wondered if it was because of his illusion that she was so obedient.

Aware of the scorching gaze, the man frowned slightly and looked up the eaves in dissatisfaction.

A strand of hair flashed, and the man's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not continue to pay attention.

He randomly picked a room to go in and turned it into a prototype with a mask.

With a wave of his hand, he transformed the house into a cave-like arrangement. He reclined up and checked the talisman paper.

There is nothing wrong with this talisman, and the effect on demons on it has also been cleared, which means that this talisman is more useful to humans.

Why, does she still think she can't beat anyone?

The man pursed his lips.

Speaking of which, he must get that thing at the Dao Fa Conference, but the Taoist priests who are very deep in the city know exactly what it is to restrain him.

If it wasn't for knowing that Ling Qingxuan would definitely help him, he wouldn't come here disguised as a Taoist priest.

With a soft whistle, he closed his eyes and entered his illusionary world.

...

Taking a sip of tea, Shang Qingyou couldn't read the book on the table.

He hadn't spoken to Xi for three days. To be precise, Xi ignored him for three days.

Now that she is standing beside her, the awkward atmosphere between the two is very serious.

"Miss Xi'er, can I have a cup of hot tea?"

The roles of the two seem to have changed now. He, the son, also greeted him in return.

Xi hummed in his heart, but ignored him.

When the time was almost up, she packed up and went out, slightly blessed, and closed the door.

Shang Qingyou put down the teacup and sighed softly.

I don't know if the events of that day were hallucinations or not, but seeing Xi's reaction, it always felt like it was real.

What made Shang Qingyou even more puzzled was that Meier didn't come that night.

Counting the time, she will come tonight.

Shang Qingyou dragged his sick body and sat by the window reading a book.

The world full of colors was bleak in his eyes.

"Xi'er, why does it take so long to go to the son's place every time?"

Someone in the kitchen was boiling soup, and when he saw Xi coming over to put something, he asked casually.

After returning the things to their original places, Xi smiled and said, "It's not long."

She is such a beautiful and lovable maid, and she is very popular in the business, and everyone is willing to get close to her.

"Hey, the eldest young master of Shang is also pitiful. In the early years, because the master only had such a son, he loved him very much, but after the young master was born, the master completely ignored it."

"You said it lightly. How can you care? I have seen so many doctors and they all say that he can only hang his life. It is more difficult to talk about recovery than to ascend to the sky."

"The eldest young master has insisted on it for so many years. If it is placed on others, it is estimated that he can't stand it long ago."

Sitting on the small bench, Xi tilted his head and listened to their chat, and suddenly asked: "Then does the master have a marriage or something for him?"

"Of course there is. After all, the merchant's financial resources are not small, but it is a pity that after knowing the physical condition of the eldest young master, they immediately sent someone to return the double dowry."

"There's nothing you can do about it. After all, getting married is no different from being a widow."

Xi flicked his fingers, and suddenly felt that Shang Qingyou was really miserable, no wonder he was pleased with a monster who often accompanied him and 'came to see him behind his parents'.

"Xi'er, the soup is ready, come and taste how it tastes."

The little brother in the kitchen gave Xi a big bowl of the boiled chicken soup, and the older cooks next to him smiled and said nothing.

This soup is for people with identities in the house, and the little brother didn't dare to blatantly give her the chicken legs, so he quietly put a few small pieces of meat and oil flowers.

"Thank you little brother." Xi Duan put it in his hand and said, "I suddenly remembered that there are still clothes left unpacked. I will return this bowl to you later~"

Xi walked away with the chicken soup, the kitchen boy blushed brightly and smirked.

The cook sighed: "Xi'er is so beautiful, I don't think I look down on you, the silly boy is still happy."

The kitchen boy said, "It's okay, I want to be nice to her."

By the window, the book in Shang Qingyou's hand had not been turned over yet, when he heard a knock on the door, he said 'Come in'.

Xi put the chicken soup on the table and prepared to go out without saying a word.

"Miss Xi'er, take the soup away, I won't drink it."

Xi's footsteps stopped, and his heart was a little blocked.

At this moment, she brought the soup directly to Shang Qingyou, closed the window, and took the book from his hand.

"Miss Xi'er, I don't..."

Seeing that Shang Qingyou wanted to repeat that sentence, Xi scooped a spoon and put it in his mouth.

give you a drink?

snort! The old lady drank it herself.

Those slightly staring eyes were a bit funny, especially the way he was drinking soup, which made the haze that was still shrouded just swept away.

belch.

Xi Xiaoxiao hit, and put down the bowl boldly.

Just staring at Shang Qingyou for a second or two, the man raised his hand and wiped the corner of her mouth, wiping away the oil stain.

"Drink slowly, don't rush."

Creek:  …

It really backfired.

After drinking this chicken soup, the uncomfortable feeling in Xi's stomach surged up.

She frowned, clutching Shang Qingyou's clothes and starting to vomit...

The man froze, motionless.

For a long time, Xi took a breath, and when he saw the sin he made, he couldn't bear to look directly.

But if he apologizes, Xi will not say it, it is obviously because of him that he is like this.

Xi Pa pulled his clothes and said, "Take it off."

Shang Qingyou:  …

"It's fine, I'll handle it myself."

Although Miss Xi'er opened her mouth to talk to him, her words made it difficult for him to answer.

Xi was sullen.

This guy is really grumpy.

As soon as she stretched out her hand and exerted force, the plain clothes were torn in half.

[Cough, host, don't get excited. 】This... uu can't even stop it.

Xi quickly took off his coat and rolled it around his arms, "I'll give it back to you after washing it."

Xi did not forget to take the soup bowl away.

Seeing her running out in a hurry, Shang Qingyou recovered from the dazed look.

He looked at his current situation and smiled helplessly.

She's really an impatient girl.

The moment he approached just now, he had a feeling of heart palpitations.

The man picked up the book again, but couldn't read anything, his mind was full of the cute appearance of Xi just now.

His expression suddenly stopped, he touched the purse at his waist and lowered his eyes.

Why doesn't he feel this way about Meier?

Although he kept saying that Meier was his beloved, when facing her, apart from being a little closer and accepting some touches, there was nothing else.

He pursed his lips lightly, and seemed to recall the sweetness again.

His cheeks suddenly rose to crimson, with a special charm.