Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

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In front of the Luoyang Tower, Xie Zhuo condescended to look at the half-kneeling person on the ground, and couldn't recover for a while.

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Mo signaled Xie Zhuo to step on his shoulders to get off the horse, and his voice was dull: "Guan Nan asked his subordinates to lead the horse for you."

Yesterday Xie Zhuo's words about letting Zhao Mo be the mount were unclear, Xie Nan thought about it all night before he arranged for Zhao Mo to be the mount.

The left and right are horse breeders, so let's lead the horse.

Xie Zhuo looked back at Xie Nan, seeing him nodding at him calmly, the corners of his lips twitched.

Xie Nan, you are really smart.

Stepping on someone's shoulder and getting off the horse, Xie Zhuo looked down at the dusty shoe print on Zhao Mo's shoulder and felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

In the past, the Xuan Xiao he saw was like the bright moon in the sky, and he had never been downcast.

But now, this man has really become a slave, a guy kneeling at his feet.

For some reason, Xie Zhuo felt annoyed, he didn't like Xuan Xiao's death.

He kicked on the shoulder with the shoe prints, and shouted coldly: "Raise your head!"

Zhao Mo is strong and strong, and he didn't stagger even after being kicked. He just raised his dark eyes and looked at Xie Zhuo.

There was no anger in those eyes, only obedience.

Yes.

He has been a servant of the Xie family since birth, and all the education he has received is to become a better servant, so how could he feel that the master's beating and scolding is wrong?

In the original world, his small universe erupted because he died once and was reborn, and it was hatred that drove him to become stronger.

Now that there is no threat to his life, he is naturally still the same.

Xie Zhuo looked at those ancient well-free eyes, feeling depressed for a while.

He beat the bastard to death and made him come out of the pile of corpses to take revenge on him.

Squeezing between his eyebrows, he said angrily, "Follow me."

Xie Nan Xie Bei took his sudden anger for granted, and stepped forward to follow behind him.

But at this time, Xie Zhuo stopped in his tracks and looked at the horse slave who had just been kicked by him: "I asked you to follow, didn't you hear?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Xie Nan's eyes, when will the horse-leader follow the young master into this restaurant?

"Yes." Zhao Mo didn't know the routine around the young master, and just followed Xie Zhuo obediently according to the order.

Seeing his standard slave appearance, Xie Zhuo felt depressed again.

The horsewhip was thrown lightly on him, and Xie Zhuo's voice was threatening: "If you hunch your back again, I will lose face, and I will throw you into the mountains to feed the tiger."

A light touch came from the chest, Zhao Mo looked down at the well-maintained hand, and raised his head silently.

Seeing this, Xie Zhuo finally walked towards the box with satisfaction.

At this moment, the fox friends and dog friends were already there waiting for him.

"Come, come, thank you, Second Young Master..." The person who spoke just now patted his head under Xie Zhuo's slightly threatening eyes: "My fault, it's Young Master Xie!"

Who doesn't know, what he hates the most about this guy who lives in the shadow of his elder brother is that others call him the second son.

Thinking of this, his face darkened, and he couldn't help cursing: "What's so good about the second son? We don't have a share in inheriting the family property, and we don't have a share in being the head of the family."

He took a heavy sip of the spirits, gritted his teeth and said, "Guess what my father told me yesterday?"

"He said to let me stop fooling around and find a good girl to marry, so as to connect the relationship between the two families!" Speaking of this, this man's hair almost stood on end.