The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Bulb?

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a few seconds before she suddenly realized.

Xie Yanci is the current master, so he naturally wants to be alone with the master.

She has been in love and understands everything.

"Okay, let's go first. Master, please pay attention to safety on the way!"

The two 'light bulbs' got into the car, and their expressions softened a little after the Bentley's tail was no longer visible.

He lowered his eyelashes, and Meng Xingluan's face was reflected in his dark pupils.

He said: "Come on Luan Luan, I will take you to eat and then take you back to the Taoist temple after eating."

The man arranged it very carefully.

On the way to the restaurant, Meng Xingluan sent a message to Song Nanzhu.

[You don’t have to wait for me to eat tonight. 】

Then she exited the chat interface and clicked on Weibo.

The terms on the hot search list have changed to a new round.

It was Zhou Yubai and Lu Tong who were hanging around an hour ago, but now they can't even see their shadows at all.

These were all within Meng Xingluan's expectations.

Originally, her purpose was to watch dog bite dog. Meng Tingyao and Lu Tongjia had fought each other and watched the drama. It didn't matter whether there were hot searches or not.

People with Zhou Yubai's status will never allow negative news to appear online.

He will be busy for a while after that.

Meng Xingluan was extremely lucky that her love mind was clear, otherwise she would definitely be stunned to death.

Compared to her thoughts, the thank you speech seemed much heavier.

He carefully considered his words in his heart, and only raised his eyes to look at Meng Xingluan after he was sure that there were no loopholes or problems.

The woman's side face has smooth lines, long and curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and bright red lips.

As beautiful as a painting.

Xie Yanci's heart was beating wildly in his chest. He restrained himself by curling his fingers and opening his thin lips.

"Luanluan, I think I should explain it to you."

Hearing the sound, Meng Xingluan turned his head and looked over.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes are captivating and make people's hearts itch.

"Didn't you say that? The person who blew the other person's head off was a person with the same name as you and who happened to look exactly the same."

Thank you banquet speech: "..."

He seriously suspected that Meng Xingluan was teasing him at this moment.

But he said it himself, and he has to bear the consequences himself.

Xie Yanci adjusted his breathing and looked serious, "Luan Luan, I am not a person who likes violence."

"Yeah, so you blow someone's head off because you have no choice."

This stalk is impossible.

Xie Yanci looked at Meng Xingluan cautiously. He was afraid of seeing the disgust in his eyes.

Fortunately, no.

There is no other emotion except joking.

The man couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the big stone that was weighing on his heart fell to the ground instantly.

"He's not a good person either."

The reason why Wang Ziyu annoyed him was simple. When he went to investigate Junior Brother Meng Xingluan, he accidentally heard some bad words.

He actually wanted to use Meng Xingluan's face to make money.

First, people searched all the photos of Meng Xingluan on the Internet, and then cut out the face cutouts and printed them on small cards.

They had just finished posting their pictures, and before they had a chance to post them up, Xie Yanci and others took them away.

Wang Ziyu, the mastermind, was not around, so that was the scene in the bar.

Meng Xingluan is his reverse scale.

Wang Ziyu obviously danced on it. If not his head, who else could he blow?

Thinking of this, Xie Yanci's eyes flashed with anger quickly, and it disappeared in an instant.

"I didn't say he was a good person either."

Meng Xingluan suddenly raised his lips and his eyes flashed.

Thank you for the banquet: "Luanluan, aren't you afraid of me?"

This sentence seems a bit baffling.

afraid?

"Why should I be afraid of you? Thanks to Yanci, you may not be able to beat me. Shouldn't it be that you are afraid of me?"

Thank you banquet speech: "..."

The man is silent.

Thinking back on Meng Xingluan's ability to catch ghosts, it seems like... he may not be able to defeat them.

It was already two hours after the two of them had dinner.

Xie Yanci drove her back personally.

When parting, Meng Xingluan gave the man a peace charm.

"Keep it close to your body."

At the end, he added, "Don't leave your body even when taking a shower."

The man's features were clear, but the black mist gathering on his forehead could not escape her eyes.

If you look closely, there is some dark red light mixed in with it.

This is a bloody disaster.

The man looked down at the thin piece of yellow talisman paper in his palm, carefully folded it and put it into his pocket.

A flash of regret quickly flashed through his eyes.

Originally, he wanted to go back and frame the talisman paper, but Meng Xingluan said that he wanted to carry it with him, which immediately overturned his idea.

Meng Xingluan stood there and watched the thank you banquet leave. After he could no longer see the rear of the car, he turned around and entered the Taoist temple.

The Taoist temple was quiet and peaceful. Song Nanzhu had already fallen asleep after a tiring day.

Meng Xingluan did not go over to disturb him, but went back to the room directly.

Reaching out to turn on the light, the first thing that caught his eye was the orange cat's chubby body lying on the ground.

Under the cat's paw is a familiar paper man.

She had pricked it specially for Shu Jinsheng. Now, in addition to the dense needle holes on it, there were also a few more cat scratches.

And there is suspicious liquid on top.

Meng Xingluan reached out and picked it up, only to hear a 'meow' in return.

"You can't play around with this."

If Shu Jinsheng is accidentally killed, what happens next will not be fun.

Meng Xingluan put the paper man in the drawer. He didn't care what kind of harm the other party would suffer, as long as he didn't die.

The night is still long.

Meng Xingluan took it as a holiday when he was not broadcasting live.

Without anyone else to help, she and Song Nanzhu were the only ones managing the Taoist temple.

There is an endless stream of people coming here every day, and it can almost be said that there is no rest at all during the day.

Time flies.

There are only three days until New Year's Eve.

Someone from the Song family specially invited Meng Xingluan to their home this year.

But was declined.

"Just let Song Nanzhu go back. I'll have something to do in a few days."

Song Nanzhu's eyes instantly aggrieved.

"Senior sister, what are you going to do behind my back again? I won't go home for the New Year either, I want to follow you!"

Every time Meng Xingluan acts alone, he misses many wonderful moments.

Song Nanzhu's ability was inferior to Meng Xingluan's, so he couldn't see through the opponent's fate at all.

But his unique intuition told him that Senior Sister Shu must be planning something big this time!

"You are already an adult and it is inappropriate to follow me."

Meng Xingluan definitely did not mean to say that Song Nanzhu was a burden.

Although the fact is that if she takes the boy with her, things will definitely change.

So it’s better not to bring it.

Song Nanzhu: "Sister, you can treat me like a primary school student, I don't mind."

Meng Xingluan refused expressionlessly, "I mind."

Song Nanzhu's brother Song Zhou looked at the two of them with complicated emotions.

After a long while, he said: "Nan Zhu, if you don't want to go home to celebrate the New Year, then don't come back..."

"No, he must go back."

Song Nanzhu: "?"

Senior sister, what are you saying? Why must he return? Is there any special purpose?

Song Nanzhu began to make random speculations.

Meng Xingluan didn't have so many twists and turns. Her idea was very simple, that is, let Song Nanzhu go home.

Otherwise, if he stayed alone in the Taoist temple, if something happened, she would have to pay attention here.

The main reason is that I am afraid that Shu Liang will cause trouble.

He is not her opponent, but he can start from the people around her.

Song Nanzhu would only suffer a loss if he encountered it.

Staying at the Song family is safer than anywhere else.

In the end, Song Nanzhu followed Song Zhou home obediently.

By the way, I also took the orange cat home with me to celebrate the New Year.

Suddenly, the huge Taoist temple seemed even more empty and silent.

Meng Xingluan returned to the room.

She took out a black plastic bag from the corner, then walked alone to the back hill and started burning paper money.

The flames were swayed by the wind, and smoke lingered in the air.

The woman squatted half-crouched, and her slender white fingers frequently passed the paper money into the fire. The flames swept through the entire paper and eventually turned into ashes.

3 minute later.

Suddenly a strong wind blew in the back mountain, and a dark door appeared out of thin air and then opened.

Black and white impermanence floated out one after another.

Bai Wuchang first complained.

"Master Meng, you have been passive and sabotaging your work recently!"