his little luck

Chapter 518 I want to marry her
Xiao Jiuyan frowned coldly: "What do you mean by that?"

Mu Yixun expressionless: "literally."

The noble man narrowed his eyes slightly, and the stern look between his brows looked extremely frightening.

He said word by word: "What do you mean by that?"

When Mu Yixun said this to Xiao Jiuyan, he didn't intend to hide it from him.

She opened her mouth, intending to explain to Xiao Jiuyan: "Xiao Jiuye, do you think that the young master came to Tongcheng of country Z and brought me alone without any preparations? You value Xi, and this is the young master's greatest reliance. As long as you love Xi, you won't be able to grab the young master, because..."

When Mu Yixun said this, a vibrating cell phone rang interrupted her words.

Mu Yixun paused.

It was the phone ringing in her pocket.

She frowned almost invisible, reached into her pocket, and took out her phone.

The word "Young Master" jumped on the screen of the phone.

Without any hesitation, Mu Yixun saw the name and swiped his slender finger across the answer button: "Young Master."

"Xun." Mayo Shoto's voice came lazily from the receiver, "Come to my room right away."

"Yes, young master." Mu Yixun hung up the phone.

Turn around and hurry to Mayo Ayato's room.

"Stop." She took two steps up the steps, Xiao Jiuyan called her to stop behind her, her voice was cold, "You haven't finished what you just said, you said Guan Xi would... die, what's going on?"

Mu Yixun took Mateng Xiao's call as the first priority, and she didn't have time to talk to Xiao Jiuyan at this time, she didn't stop, and just hurriedly dropped a sentence: "Xiao Jiuye, Xi is the most special among the keepers. of one."

With a thought-provoking sentence, Mu Yixun didn't explain much, and stepped on short high heels, walking towards the hotel with sharp steps.

Xiao Jiuyan was standing at the bottom of the steps, he was copying his pocket with one hand, his eyes were fixed coldly, listening to the words of this female promise keeper made him feel more and more uneasy.

Meanwhile, Wei San and Wei Wu also listened to Mu Yixun's words.

Wei San bluffed and didn't think much about it. He said, "What does this woman mean? How could Guan Xi die after following Master Jiu? What nonsense are you talking about? Maybe she's just bluffing."

Wei Wu thought about it for a while, and then said in a low voice: "The outside world doesn't know the way of cultivating the promise-keepers of the Zhen family. Absolute loyalty sounds simple, but people's hearts are so simple and controllable, not to mention true love." The family trains one batch at a time, and the force value of the keepers..."

Speaking of this, Wei Wu paused, and looked at Xiao Jiuyan, "Master Jiu, what the promise-keeper said just now may be true."

Xiao Jiuyan did not answer.

He stood, his tall and straight body standing like a pine.

The lights in the hotel shone faintly outside, casting a layer of indifferent light on the man.

Xiao Jiuyan's handsome face showed no emotion at this moment.

After a while, he turned around coldly, pursed his thin lips into a tight line, walked to the back seat of the car, opened the door and sat on it.

"Wei Wu, you drive."

He ordered lightly, with no emotion in his cold voice: "Wei San, you continue to guard."

Wei Wu and Wei San looked at each other, and they both replied in unison, "Yes, Lord Jiu."
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Mu Yixun came to the door of Mayo Isamu's room.

She knocked on the door.

There was no sound from the door.

She raised her hand again, and knocked again.

A little more force was used here, and the door opened slightly, but the door was not closed tightly.

Mu Yixun opened the door and went in: "Young master."

Mayo Akira came out of the compartment of the suite.

He had just taken a bath not long ago and hadn't put on his shirt yet. His body was thin but muscular, his shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow, and every line seemed to contain explosive power.

There are many scars on the body, the most hideous one is on the abdomen, on the left waistline, there is a wound of ten centimeters in size, which is a knife wound.

Mu Yixun looked at Mayo Mayo's naked body, pursed his lips, and watched with a blank expression.

Akira Mato wiped her hair with a towel, the hair was half dry and dripping with water.

He walked to the edge of the sofa, casually left the towel for wiping his hair aside, and sat down gracefully. There was decanted red wine there.

Picking up the tall glass with slender fingers, Akira Mato took a sip of the red wine, and glanced at Mu Yixun with his blue eyes: "Why are you so slow to call you over?"

Mu Yixun replied: "I wasn't in the room just now. So it's a bit late."

"Not in the room, where did you go?" Matou Aya asked casually.

Mu Yixun replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Walk downstairs twice."

"Walking?" Matou Akira raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"It's so strange..." Matou Akira's blue eyes were filled with interest, he smiled and said, "Xun, you still want to go for a walk? Your behavior is really becoming more and more like a person."

A gleam of unknown emotion flashed across Mu Yixun's eyes, and she said softly, "Yes."

The keeper of the promise is probably only an item to the real family members, or to the master.

Will not be seen as a human being.

After all, if something happens to the master, the keeper will sacrifice his life to protect the master if necessary, and this behavior of protecting the master is the behavior mechanism engraved in their minds, and they will not defy or hesitate.

Totally obliterated emotion.

As long as people are facing death, they will be afraid and hesitate.

But the keeper will not, and this is the reason.

Mu Yixun knew that she was in the young master's heart, even though she already had some feelings, she probably couldn't be regarded as a person in the strict sense, and was just an item.

She can be a killing machine, a bodyguard, a secretary, a nanny, any role can be played.

But even so, she is still not a human being in the young master's mind.

Mu Yixun has always understood this.

But understanding is one thing, and the strange feelings surging in her heart are another, so she wants to cooperate with Xiao Jiuyan.

Mu Yixun's almost emotionless eyes looked at Mado Shasa's handsome side face like a sculpture.

She asked in a low voice: "Young master, why did you ask me to come here?"

"Ah, what did I call you to do?"

Matou Akira held the glass elegantly, shook the red wine glass in his hand, seemed to think for a while, and then remembered: "By the way, Kaoru, I called you here to tell you that I want to marry Xi!"

Mu Yixun was obviously taken aback.

This kind of stupefaction is almost a gaffe for the keeper.

Mato Akara did not get Mu Yixun's answer immediately, so he frowned and looked over: "Xun?"

When Mu Yixun heard Mato Xiao calling her, he quickly came back to his senses: "Really? Young Master, you are going to marry Xi? Congratulations, Young Master."

Her voice was calm and cold, as if the momentary loss of consciousness just now had never happened.

Matou Akira smiled: "Well, I want to marry her. Today, I almost told her about getting married."

(End of this chapter)