After completing level 1, Tiandao wants to hire me as CEO?

When Lou Xingzhou was kneeling on the ground and washing her feet, she kicked the basin over and poured hot water all over the man's body.

When he came back from fetching water, he kicked it over again.

Back and forth several times.

Finally, Xie Qingyun stepped on the wet floor with her bare feet, bent down and forcibly pulled up Lou Xingzhou's collar, staring at him closely.

"Zhouzhou, are you dissatisfied with me?"

The hot and moist breath sprayed on his face, but it made him feel cold in his lungs.

"No."

He looked away, not meeting her gaze.

Xie Qingyun maintained his posture and stared at him for a long time, and finally slowly let him go.

Lou Xingzhou is not the silly Baitian who sold himself for tens of thousands of dollars in medical expenses as in the classic stand-in novel.

He was raised by her hand, received blatant favoritism, received the top education in the world of immortality, and saw colorful scenery with her.

He has rich experience, mature mind, perfect character, and normal outlook on life. When he accepts the identity of a substitute, he should figure out what he will encounter.

So he won't cry like the heroine of the sadistic novel, and he won't ask why at the top of his lungs.

His submissiveness was not due to coercion or inducement, but to his willingness to tolerate out of love.

The two are different.

Xie Qingyun had a headache. It would be a bit troublesome for him not to use this move, so he had to find another way.

The last person who gave her a headache was Xie Changgeng, who regarded the trick of imprisoned and sadistic love as fun, and the more he was tortured, the more excited he became.

Xie Qingyun waved his hand, "Clean up this place."

Lou Xingzhou gave her a strange look and went out carrying the basin, all wet.

After tidying up the room and himself, Lou Xingzhou took the initiative to express concern:

"Jun'er, do you have a headache?"

Xie Qingyun doesn't want to care about others, and Lian Hua'er's character is too good, which makes the heart-torture plot not progress smoothly.

Forget it, just treat it as a vacation.

"Come up."

She leaned on the pillow, nodded, and responded softly.

After a while, a pair of big hands carefully moved her, and the pillow turned into the man's broad chest in an instant.

The fingers with clear joints rubbed her temples with appropriate weight, and the comfortable force slowly relaxed her spirit.

Lou Xingzhou observed the person taking a nap in his arms at close range, his clear eyes flashing with deep thought.

Master, couldn't it be that there was something wrong in his cultivation and that his soul was different? Otherwise, why would he look the same all of a sudden?

He kept this matter in mind and decided to find time to go to the library to check it out.

*

What came before going to the library was humiliation.

At noon the next day, spring was beautiful.

Lou Xingzhou listened to the woman's order in disbelief.

"Go and cook around this. From now on, when I am here, you are not allowed to wear those extraneous things."

The woman threw down an apron and looked at him without scruple with her cold silver eyes.

At that moment, Lou Xingzhou felt ashamed.

Can I meet people just wearing an apron?

"Why, don't you want to?"

The woman chuckled and put her apron back in a gesture, "Okay, it seems you are more open-minded than I thought."

Lou Xingzhou clutched the apron tightly, his face was so red that he was bleeding. The woman's naked gaze made him feel ashamed.

He looked at the woman evasively, parted his lips with difficulty, and his voice was hoarse, with a hint of pleading:

"Keep this."

In the kitchen, the woman stood to one side with a cold expression, and Lou Xingzhou's inner humiliation reached its peak.

He walked slowly around the stove wearing an apron, every step filled with shame.

In comparison, she is a spotless, distant and indifferent god, and he is a shameless prostitute who seduces the gods into corruption.

His brain was buzzing, and his trembling hands were never steady, and he almost cut his hands several times.

Her gentle and graceful eyebrows were full of struggle, and the woman's sharp gaze made his whole body ache.

Lou Xingzhou's eyes turned a thin red, and while the soup was simmering on the stove, a tear fell into his eyes.

A sudden chill fell on his lower back, and he tensed up instantly, dropping the spoon in his hand to the ground.

A woman appeared beside him, her eyes covered with frost and snow.

"Are you deliberately not letting me eat?"

"no!"

Lou Xingzhou subconsciously explained, but he was pushed to the edge of the stove, and the steaming heat in the pot made his skin ache.

He dug his bare hands into the apron and grabbed the stove tightly, frowning and groaning in pain and joy.

"Ayun——"

Lou Xingzhou's heart was tortured in the ice and fire, and sweat quickly seeped out of his pores. He responded in a hoarse voice:

"Jun'er, I'm here."

At the critical moment, a cruel slap missed his cheek. Looking sideways, the woman wiped her hands in disgust.

"Who allowed you to call me this time? You are nothing like him!"

The woman turned around and walked out, but disappeared after a moment.

Lou Xingzhou propped up the stove, closed his eyes, panted quietly, and tried to calm down his emotions.

It is wrong to cooperate, and it is also wrong not to cooperate.

After suppressing his reaction, he slowly opened his eyes, his jade-like eyes covered with a layer of shadow.

Master, what exactly do you want to do?

*

Xie Qingyun was absent from Shen Junlin's crowning ceremony in winter.

The Sunset Dynasty made a big show for Shen Junlin because of his identity as the Son of God and Master Qingyun.

At the banquet, many ladies from high-ranking aristocratic families gave gifts to Shen Junlin, among whom Yueshu Diji was particularly prominent.

However, Shen Junlin politely refused.

However, this behavior was seen by everyone as looking down on them.

Seeing the grand ceremony of worshiping the gods coming, some people were secretly instigated by the god attendants and decided to attack Shen Junlin.

After coming out of Chongwen Hall, Shen Junlin felt heat rising up, his head felt dizzy, and a heat rushed into his lower abdomen, making him feel anxious.

He secretly suppressed it with spiritual power, but it made the feeling stronger.

How could he not know what this was when he was born in the palace?

I just don’t know where he got it, and I don’t understand why this medicine can’t be dissolved by spiritual power?

Whispering voices of discussion came from the darkness:

"No one can get what I can't get!"

"I want to ruin his reputation!"

There were women and men. Shen Junlin frowned, and a hint of violence flashed through his noble red phoenix eyes.

Who wants to harm him?

He endured the discomfort and stumbled towards the mansion. Suddenly, a goose-yellow figure appeared from the corner of the Palace Avenue, and the other party forcibly dragged him in the opposite direction.

"open!"

As soon as Shen Junlin used his spiritual power, his consciousness became so heavy that even the movements of his body became stagnant.

He gritted his teeth and shook the person away, but the other person came to pull him back.

"Om-"

He threw out his long sword and said sternly:

"do not come!"

The woman took off her hood, revealing an anxious face.

Yueshu Diji stopped and said:

"You can't go back. They ambush you on the road and want to ruin your reputation!"

Shen Junlin's sword had been placed on the woman's shoulder, and the sharp blade left blood marks on the delicate skin.

"Why should I trust you?"

Making a gesture to chop down, Yueshu Diji did not dodge or dodge, holding her head high and chest high.

"They put medicine on the sacrificial robe of the Son of God. There are gods and princes in the palace, and powerful ministers and heirs outside the palace. The two should be in harmony with each other. Do you want to try the consequences?"