Grandma took the money back. I don’t know how Song Xinglan convinced her, but she told Liang Sijia that she could come back and live there anytime she wanted, and she would keep the house.

Qi Yun only needs to bring her own clothes and daily necessities. Someone will come to take away the rest of her things, or she can just leave them here.

Most likely I will stay here.

Xiaohua went to school. Qi Yunyi left some snacks for her and asked her grandma to pass them to her and the dog. She sat in the passenger seat and put on her sunglasses again to block the sun and look cool.

When they returned to Jiangcheng, there was no one at home. Qi Yunyi first sent Liang Sijia and Luo Jianfei back to the Liang family, and then went back with Song Xinglan.

Since it’s a self-driving tour, let them prepare.

The car also needs to be replaced with an RV.

Various situations have been taken into consideration. Just bring enough things and you don't need to bring bodyguards.

Luo Jianfei and Song Xinglan are from the same sect and have very strong fighting skills. The two of them as bodyguards are enough to ensure the safety of this trip.

Especially since these are two couples, they can each protect their own girlfriend.

Qi Yunyi said she is super strong.

Her boyfriend smiled dotingly, took her hand and placed it on his lips before giving her a gentle kiss.

Luo Jianfei: ...

Eh... I'm so envious.

He glanced at Liang Sijia secretly.

Liang Sijia was looking at the scenery outside the window, and he reached out his hand stealthily.

As soon as he touched Liang Sijia's hand, Liang Sijia pulled her hand back.

He tried to move forward again, but this time Liang Sijia did not retract her hand, but acted as if she did not notice.

Luo Jianfei stopped there and laughed like a weasel.

No, the weasel would only laugh like that because it stole a chicken. He laughed like that as soon as he saw the chicken. The weasel refused to admit that this was its own kind.

So stupid.

Liang Sijia's face showed a hint of smile as she looked out the window.

The two couples form a sharp contrast. One seems as experienced as an old couple, but they have a heart-pounding passion and a sweetness that never gets boring.

The other pair was hesitant, like a pure young boy and girl who had just fallen in love and confirmed their relationship.

However, they look like an old couple and have never had sex, although they are not innocent anymore.

And those who look so innocent even have children.

Whenever they encountered a town on the way, they would go in to buy groceries and other necessities, then stop at a scenic spot, cook, and enjoy the scenery while eating. When they left, they would take away all the garbage and resupply at the next city.

Just walking slowly all the way.

I did run into trouble a few times, but it wasn't even a shock.

When the two door gods stand there, even the most lustful person will instantly become sober.

When people are sober, they know how to assess the situation. If they know how to assess the situation, many troubles will not happen at all.

That's the charm of having brains.

Those who are brainless are another matter.

There are really some people who are stupid or think they are powerful because they have more people, and they insist on asking Qi Yunyi to come over and drink with him, otherwise this matter will not end today.

Qi Yunyi clenched her fists, pushed Song Xinglan and Luo Jianfei away, stepped forward, and waved at the shouting tattooed man.

The tattooed man really thought that he had scared these two good-looking guys, so he walked forward happily, leaned forward with his greasy face, and tried to kiss Qi Yunyi.

Song Xinglan's eyes turned cold, and just as he was about to attack, Qi Yunyi kicked him in the lower back. He screamed and clamped his legs together, then fell to the ground powerlessly, unable to even shout.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Luo Jianfei: ...

"Fuck, who taught you to fight like this?"

Qi Yunyi didn't say anything. Could it be that it was Master Yang who taught her?

Master Yang, don’t you have any respect?

Teach the disciples martial ethics and morality, at most let them know that there are these despicable tricks and means, so that they will be on guard.

As a result, teaching the little girl who is not considered a disciple is the only way to win. Anyway, anyone who can hit a little girl is definitely not a good person, so just go ahead and say hello.

The last person he taught this set of self-defense techniques was his own daughter, who looked gentle and even a little silly.

When the tattooed man finally recovered, he stopped pretending and became gentle to the beauty. He roared and asked his men to come on top of him. He wanted to turn the bitch who hurt his descendants into a slut who would be ridden by thousands of men.

"You're a bitch, you're a bitch."

Qi Yunyi cursed back and pretended to kick him. The tattooed man was so scared that he shuddered and peed.

Qi Yunyi: ...

With such little courage, why do you come out and learn to be a gangster?

"You'd better go to the hospital quickly. I kicked you pretty hard."

“…”

You say?

On the one hand, he wanted revenge and made the culprit pay the price, and on the other hand, his second son was more important.

The tattooed man decisively chose the second one. Otherwise, what would happen if the culprit was caught? The second one was useless. Was he just going to stand there and watch?

He endured the pain and let himself be carried away. The resentful look in his eyes when he left made Qi Yunyi's eyes turn cold. Cutting the grass without getting rid of the root... Stop, you are a good citizen, don't have such dangerous thoughts.

Song Xinglan hugged her: "It's okay, he won't have a chance to jump up."

The tattooed man is not a good person, and what he does is not a good thing. It is somewhat illegal.

He hadn't been discharged from the hospital yet, and was thinking about how to tie the man up and take revenge on him, so he put on silver handcuffs first.

The evidence is conclusive, so go ahead and sew on a sewing machine for the rest of your life.

Liang Sijia was holding a bottle of wine in her hand, as if she was ready to fight to the death if a conflict broke out.

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