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

It's night, the moon is white and frosty, and an old friend has returned.

Lou Xingzhou covered his lips and tried his best to suppress the itching in his throat. The red silk lantern hanging under the courtyard door and the red paper-cut on the door made his hand that was about to knock on the door tremble, and he couldn't knock it down.

"cough……"

Turning sideways and lowering one's head, a small red flower bloomed on the frost-white steps, blending into the joyful atmosphere of the mountain.

He maintained his posture of knocking on the door and stood motionless at the door for a while, then fell straight back.

"Squeak-"

The courtyard door was opened, and a woman who looked like mountain snow came out.

Xie Qingyun paused for a moment in front of the threshold, his eyes fell on the blood stains beside him, and finally rested on the dusty Lou Xingzhou.

He came to the man and squatted down, pressing his fingertips on his wrist, looking at the bloodless face.

Her lotus was thin and embarrassed, and even her hard work was almost exhausted. Even if she had not paid attention to his situation, she could still guess how he kept going day and night, non-stop.

Xie Qingyun gently stroked his messy bun and sat with him lovingly until dawn.

Lou Xingzhou woke up forcibly, his eyebrows suddenly shrunk, and he put his elbow on the ground and coughed up a pool of blood again.

When he was about to stand up, he noticed something strange.

Turning her head subconsciously, the woman sat on the floor, supporting her chin with one hand, and her slender fingers tangled in his long hair.

"Master?"

He was in a trance.

The woman tilted her head and hummed with a smile, "Huh?"

Her eyes were so gentle.

Lou Xingzhou froze on the spot, staring at her intently, fearing that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

It’s just that many things are extravagant hopes.

After a few breaths, the woman subconsciously looked into the courtyard. When she turned to look at him, she felt tenderness and affection.

"Lian Hua'er, you can't easily enter the master's courtyard now because it's inconvenient.

Okay, now that you're awake, go back and have a rest. You must be tired after traveling in such a hurry, right? "

She stood up, smiled lovingly, and walked away from him. The cold wind stirred up by her clothes blew into his heart.

The tenderness that made him trance was not for him at all.

"Master!"

Lou Xingzhou stood up, clutching his chest, and called to the woman who entered the courtyard.

Xie Qingyun turned around and looked at him hesitantly.

"You once said you were unique. Are you lying to me again?"

She once said that Zhao Weiyun was wiped out in ashes, and even if he was a substitute, he was still a unique existence.

Xie Qingyun didn't speak. Lou Xingzhou's thin lips wriggled several times before he spoke in an awkward tone:

"Master, do you still want me... to be your substitute?"

The cold wind suddenly blows, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard are blooming, just like the irreversible past.

Xie Qingyun looked at him deeply and said:

"Lian Hua'er, you're late."

Nothing is more painful than these words.

Although the words were ambiguous, he still knew the ultimate meaning——

Master doesn't need him anymore.

Lou Xingzhou's heart twitched, and the strong fishy sweetness surged in his throat again. The long legs under his green robe moved like the wind, and he hugged the woman from behind dizzily.

He kissed her lips carefully and eagerly, and the passion that had been suppressed for a hundred years was ignited at this moment.

Feeling that the woman quickly changed from passive to active, he followed her rhythm and shed tears before he said a word.

You see, Master, you still like me.

Although it is the body.

Lou Xingzhou's clothes were half-undressed and he was kneeling on the ground, revealing his fair but lean and toned upper body. His long, lotus-pink hair was spread behind him, and his delicate brows revealed his infinite charm.

The corners of the eyes and cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of pink rouge, and the jade-colored eyes were filled with clear ripples, looking charming and benevolent.

He gently held the slender waist of the person in his arms, threw away all reserve and bottom line, and gasped with a sexy voice that was hoarse.

"Uh-huh ……"

He put his chin on the woman's shoulder and tried to breathe to her, because she said she liked his voice so much that her ears would get pregnant when she heard it.

As things got better, there was a commotion in the room.

Lou Xingzhou opened his eyes in confusion, and when he saw the woman regaining her senses in an instant, she pulled away without hesitation.

He called hoarsely:

"Master?"

There was a struggle in the woman's eyes, and she murmured "Lin'er" feverishly. The guilt and disgust towards him were obvious on her face.

"Lin'er, Lin'er, you are not a good teacher..."

The female god muttered a few words, turned her head with a sharp look, raised her finger and pointed at him and shouted:

"Get out of here! Get out! You know that I am about to get married, but you still deliberately seduce me. What a sinister intention! Lou Xingzhou, I don't have a disciple with ulterior motives and dissoluteness like you!"

The blood on Lou Xingzhou's face faded instantly, but the lustful blush was still there, making him look like an oozing paper prick.

He couldn't find his voice for a long time.

"what!!!"

After a long time, he looked up to the sky and roared, holding his head and crying and laughing. He was terribly crazy.

This is the second male protagonist to fail.

Xie Qingyun watched Lou Xingzhou leave, and his eyes returned to Shen Junlin.

A slap hit his face, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head like a frightened deer, only to be met with an angry curse from his sweetheart.

"We're getting married the day after tomorrow, look at what you look like

Your face is green and pale, your eyes are dark and thick, and they are full of bloodshot eyes. How can you look like this to others? Are you planning to deliberately embarrass me? Or are you expressing your dissatisfaction? "

Xie Qingyun pulled the man's collar hard, making it difficult to breathe.

"Shen Junlin, are you wronged by marrying me?

Look at you, you are slovenly, your cultivation is average, your appearance is unattractive, you have built a Senluo Palace and it is not something that can be put on the stage.

Who else do you think would want you besides me? talk! Do you think it’s your subordinate Cheng Qinghe or Yin Wuyue? Or is it the silver bead that is inseparable from you? "

Yin Zhu, who was waiting outside, knocked on the door and shouted decisively:

"Your Majesty, the little demon is on your side! Whoever dares to steal the master from you, the little demon will be the first to fight him to the death!"

Xie Qingyun nodded, glanced sharply at Shen Junlin, whose face was already red and turned blue, and sneered:

"Look, no one wants you."

He raised his hand to create a mirror and said scornfully:

"Look at how you look now. I am willing to have you because it is a blessing that you have cultivated for countless lifetimes!"

She leaned close to the man's ear and stroked his dark hair tenderly.

"Lin'er, don't think about playing tricks. You are my master, whether it's life or death, you will die in my master's hands even if you die.

Good boy, do you understand? "

"I, I...cough, I understand, Lin'er belongs to the master and will always be his."

Xie Qingyun threw the man to the ground without mercy and ordered condescendingly:

"You have to take good care of me these two days. If you want anything, just ask Yinzhu and she will report it to you. You must be at your best on the wedding day.

Lin'er, there are many people who love me, don't let them underestimate you. "

Shen Junlin bowed his head and responded with swollen cheeks full of fighting spirit:

"Lin'er understands!"