Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Used his wife's
Lu Rong felt a chill on his head and had the illusion that he was bald.
She reached out and touched her head, still feeling strange, thinking that Zhou Li had almost never left Xuanyang Sect, so it was unlikely to be him.
It must be my own illusion.
It might be because she has been thinking about Zhou Li in her mind every day recently, which caused her to have such a terrible hallucination now.
She slapped her head subconsciously.
"Girls, do you only need two rooms upstairs?" The man who led them in turned around and asked them in a gentle voice.
Qiu Ling looked at the restaurant's furnishings; even the vases looked priceless. "How much does it cost to stay in three rooms for two nights?"
Lu Rong was also worried about this, afraid of being ripped off: "We really don't have much money."
"How dare you come in without any money?" A crisp voice came from the counter.
Lu Rong and Qiu Ling looked at the person who was speaking. She was a pretty and lovely girl, about eleven or twelve years old. She held her chin up with a cute and innocent look. "So, are you two sisters in trouble? My brother is a very kind person. He will bring anyone back home."
The little girl smiled as she spoke, but her round eyes were staring at the two of them motionlessly, which was quite creepy.
And the hostility in her eyes was obvious, as if two uninvited guests had intruded into her territory.
"Ah Jiao, please don't be rude." The man scolded, and then said to Lu Rong, "My sister is young, and if she offended you two girls, I will apologize to you on her behalf."
"Brother, I see that both of my sisters are from the Immortal Sect, so they should have no shortage of money for accommodation." Ah Jiao shook the abacus in her hand, "One upper room is five thousand gold, and three rooms for two nights is thirty thousand gold."
Lu Rong looked at the arrogant girl and was so angry that she wanted to fight with her. It was obvious that Qiu Ling was more impulsive than her in this regard.
She walked up to the little girl, holding the sword, slapped the table with her palm, and said coldly, "We came in because your brother said there were cheap rooms."
"Oh, after all, you can't even afford 30,000 gold?" Although Gillian was young, she was not at all shy in front of adults.
Moreover, these words were so real that neither Lu Rong nor Qiu Ling could refute them.
Even if we sell them now, we really can’t sell so much!
"Ah Jiao." The man's tone was obviously unhappy, and he even lifted a corner of his veil, looking at the little girl with cold eyes.
"Brother! They must be the same as those immortal cultivators, who are here to cheat people out of food and drink. You are the only one who believes them!" Gillian said angrily.
Lu Rong chuckled: "You..."
She rolled up her sleeves, wanting to argue with the little girl about what it meant to be poor but not poor in spirit.
At this moment, a tall and slender figure walked past her with a cold wind, stopped in front of the stage, and calmly took out a heavy gold bar from his sleeve.
"It's all included."
A cold voice rang out among the chirping birds.
Lu Rong looked at the man who took out a gold bar, her pupils shrank slightly, it was actually Zhou Li!
How did he get here?
No, where did he get so much money!
How could a swordsman like him get so much money?!
[Did he kill a rich man and inherit his fortune?]
[Or did he seduce a rich woman? ]
Zhou Li: “…”
What's going on in her mind?
Zhou Li's appearance made the little girl stunned for a moment, but the child was very determined. She reached out and picked up the gold bar, snorting lightly: "One is not enough."
Then Zhou Li took out a torn bag and threw it on the table: "How many do you want?"
His calm tone seemed as if he was asking for a few more sticks, but his bag was full of gold bars!
Gold bars!
Lu Rong and Qiu Ling's eyes widened a little.
God of Wealth!
Lu Rong rushed forward and held down the little girl's hand as she tried to take the gold bar: "We only want three rooms!"
As he said this, he forcibly took back Zhou Li's bag of gold bars, grabbed it and pressed it back into Zhou Li's arms, not letting him take a single one.
"And we are not here to get free food and drinks!" Lu Rong was tough this time, and his voice was much louder.
The little girl's face turned a little ugly, and she wanted to say something.
"Ah Jiao, you are too presumptuous today, go back!" The man was really angry this time, and his cold shout scared the little girl so much that her face turned pale.
But the little girl still argued stubbornly: "Anyway, none of these immortal cultivators are good people!"
After saying that, she ran away with the abacus. Lu Rong saw that she ran faster than a rabbit. It seemed that this was because she had been beaten often when she deserved a beating.
"I'm sorry, some bad things happened before, and Gillian was a bit extreme." The man explained anxiously, his tone full of apology. "Some time ago, some immortal disciples came to stay in the restaurant under the pretext of exorcising demons, and made a mess of the place. Gillian is childish and thought you were just like them, ignorant of the ways of the world, so she offended you all."
Qiu Ling was the best at dealing with the situation: "It's okay. Children still need to be restrained and guided well."
Lu Rong was behind him, coveting the gold bars in Zhou Li's arms, wondering where did this guy get so much money?
Could it be that he saved the money for his wife?
Lu Rong thought about how he used his wife's sword last time and now he used his wife's book.
It seems that he has been having some conflicts with his wife recently.
"Hmm?" Zhou Li looked at her, his eyes calm but with a hint of confusion.
"Hmm what?" Lu Rong asked back.
"Hand." Zhou Li lowered his eyes in front of him, and Lu Rong put his hand on the bag of gold bars and pressed it against his chest.
[Wow, I feel like I can feel those pectoral muscles now. They must feel really good. Give them a squeeze.]
Zhou Li: “…”
He hurriedly grabbed her sleeve and took her hand away from him, and instantly moved to the highest point of the restaurant, isolating her from the erotic thoughts in her mind.
Lu Rong: “?” No, why does he look so defiled!
Zhou Li's voice came from afar: "Room."
He had little interest in the man's explanation.
When Qiu Ling heard what Jian Zun said, he also hurriedly said, "Let us settle down first."
"Okay." The other party agreed and gave his name. "My last name is Mo, and my courtesy name is Jianlan. You can call me Jianlan. I will arrange three upper rooms for you now. If you have any other needs, please tell the restaurant staff."
The surname is Mo, and Lu Rong inexplicably thought of the annoying Mo Chou.
"Thank you, Mr. Mo." Qiu Ling responded politely.
Mo Jianlan asked someone to arrange three rooms for them, and handed the gold bar back to Lu Rong: "My father and the leader of Xuanyang Sect are like brothers. The disciples of Xuanyang Sect are our guests, so there is no need for these."
Lu Rong refused: "No, our Xuanyang Sect can afford it, and the Sect Leader has also taught us to rely on ourselves when we are out there, and not to owe favors to unknown people."
"Miss, are you still angry?" Mo Jianlan was probably really anxious, and she reached out to take off the veil, revealing a gentle face full of bookish air, and slightly melancholy eyes. It was indeed a very beautiful face.
In the human world, this face would attract many people.
Lu Rong and Qiu Ling were stunned for a moment, and finally Zhou Li said lightly: "No need."
After saying that, he looked at Lu Rong who was still staring at the others. He couldn't hear her thoughts now. He pressed the corners of his lips and called out in a cold voice: "Lu Rong."
Lu Rong finally came to his senses and said hurriedly, "It's okay, it's okay."
After saying that, he pulled Qiu Ling and took the room card and went up the dragon ladder.
The dragon ladder is the same as the elevator, but more simple, and all three rooms are on the top floor.
Qiu Ling stood inside the dragon ladder, holding his sword, thinking of Mo Jianlan's face just now, and asked mysteriously, "Did you see anything?"
Lu Rong nodded: "He has a good figure, long legs, narrow waist, and broad shoulders. It's a typical handsome man's figure."
Qiu Ling: "...Who asked you these questions?"
Lu Rong looked at her blankly: "Then what do you want to ask me?"
"Did he use his beauty trap on us by taking off his hat at the end?" Qiu Ling analyzed calmly.
Lu Rong: "Siha, it's really beautiful."
Qiu Ling slapped her on the head: "How could you be so easily seduced by beauty?"
"No! He has a certain aura about him."
"What kind of temperament?" Qiu Ling asked curiously.
"I can't put it into words. He felt vulnerable and helpless, like someone who'd been abused. To put it simply, it felt like he'd just been fucked all night."
"What's going on in your head?" Qiu Ling patted her head again.
Lu Rong also felt that this feeling was very strange, as if it was a signal that was deliberately emitted.
It felt like he was deliberately seducing her.
She touched her head, and her fingertips accidentally hooked the hairband and pulled it down.
She could only take it off, wrap it around her fingertips and put it back on when she got back.
Zhou Li leaned on the gold-inlaid jade carved pillar on the top floor, holding his own sword, and looked indifferently at Lu Rong who came out of the dragon ladder.
His eyes accidentally fell on her fingertips.
Her slender white fingertips were wrapped around circles of peach-pink hairbands.
His eyes suddenly turned cold. He had been standing far away and only saw that her hair was a similar color to the headband in his dream.
Now that I look at it from such a close distance, I find that the color is exactly the same as in my dream.
So... she is the woman in my dream?
He stood up and walked over. Lu Rong looked at the man who suddenly approached and stepped back subconsciously: "You, what are you doing?"
Zhou Li half-lowered his eyes and looked at the hairband between her fingers. With a slight lift of his fingertips, the hairband fell into his hands: "Yours?"
"Yes." Lu Rong didn't understand why he suddenly snatched her things, and reached out to take them back.
He stared at her face as if he wanted to see a hole in her.
Lu Rong didn't dare to move when he was seen, thinking, what does he want to do?
Qiu Ling probably noticed the subtlety between the two and said hurriedly, "I'll go to the room first."
After saying that, he ran away. Seeing that no one else was trying to get it back, Lu Rong wanted to grab it back: "Are you sick? You're stealing my hairband!"
[If you try to steal my stuff again, I'll do some bondage play with you!]
Just as she finished thinking, the hairband in Zhou Li's hand flew out, wrapped around her two slender white wrists, and tied tightly behind her waist.
She lost her balance in an instant, fell on him, and hit his collarbone with her chin.
I was shocked.
Holy shit, he, how come he actually tied me up and played with me!!!
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