his little luck

Chapter 682 Young Master, Xiao Jiuyan is Here
real home.

At the gate, a black luxury car slowly stopped.

Someone at the door opened the door immediately: "Miss Xun, welcome back."

Mu Yixun got out of the car from the driver's seat, threw the key to the other party, and told him to stop.

Shi Buyi and Xiao Jiuyan got out of the car.

From time to time, he took a look at the door of Zhen's house.

There were two male promise keepers at the door, standing expressionlessly like machines.

Shi Buqi whispered behind Xiao Jiuyan: "Old Xiao, I'm serious, you have thought about it clearly, if you go in now, you will be a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, or you will die."

Xiao Jiuyan said lightly, "Yes."

In front, Mu Yixun didn't know if she had heard Shi Buyi's words, she glanced at Shi Buyi indifferently: "You don't have to use it if you have the guts."

After she finished speaking, she turned her eyes to Xiao Jiuyan: "Master Jiu, please."

Xiao Jiuyan took two straight long legs and followed.

Time is not dying: "... Who do you say has no guts? Didn't I come here?"

He said, holding his breath, and followed.
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Shi Buyi and Xiao Jiuyan followed behind Mu Yixun.

Zhenjia is very big, and I walked for several minutes, looking left and right from time to time.

Some emotions.

The real family has a deep heritage, not a fake.

The so-called aristocratic families are not comparable to the upstarts who suddenly rise.

The building of Zhenjia's main house seems to have a history of hundreds of years.

After walking for another 2 minutes, it still hasn't arrived.

Shi Buyi asked, "Hey, Bao...the one in front, how long will it take for us to arrive, you won't lie to us, will you?"

Mu Yixun didn't turn his head back: "It's here."

After a while, they stopped in front of an antique building with only one floor.

Mu Yixun stepped forward, opened the wooden door, stood at the door, and said respectfully, "Young Master, Xiao Jiuyan is here."

Time is not dying: "..."

Why only introduce Lao Xiao? Doesn't he deserve a name when he's in his prime?

Inside, there was a soft and charming voice: "Please come in Xiao Jiuye."

Hearing the words from time to time, he whispered forcefully: "Damn it, pretend to be forceful."

Mu Yixun turned around and was startled from time to time: "What do you see me doing, I didn't say anything."

Mu Yixun glanced at it for a while, and said to Xiao Jiuyan: "Master Xiao Jiu, the young master invites you in."

Xiao Jiuyan nodded, he took a step and went in.

Shibuji followed behind him.

This place is Zhenjia's kendo hall.

The empty field is full of kendo equipment.

Mayo Akira was wearing a navy blue kendo uniform, with a slender and tall body half-kneeling on the wooden floor, in a kneeling posture upright.

In front of him was a coffee table, on which was brewed tea, emerald green tea, and white smoke curling up.

The handsome and profound face looked extremely quiet and charming.

With slender fingers, he poured a cup of tea for Xiao Jiuyan, raised his head slightly, looked at Xiao Jiuyan with his blue eyes, and smiled, "Master Xiao Jiu, would you like a cup of tea?"

Xiao Jiuyan stared at him with dark eyes: "Young Master, where is Guan Xi?"

Mato Ayato answered irrelevantly, and said with a smile, "Master Jiu, I entrusted someone to bring this tea from country Z. I heard that it is a special white silver needle. I managed to get it. Do you really want a cup?"

Xiao Jiuyan's voice was cold and firm: "Where is Guan Xi?"

Mato Shoto didn't seem to hear Xiao Jiuyan's question.

He slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and put down the teacup with his big bony hands.

His movements were extremely elegant, and he praised: "My mother is from country Z, but in fact, I don't know much about your country Z's culture, but this tea is really good."

[Working overtime until he vomits blood, and staring at the computer all day is going to make his eyes go blind, an update today]

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