Skilled in managing a house

When Zhang Yu heard what Xihong said, he couldn't help but wonder. If Xihong's parents were together, how could Xihong still have the same birthmark as a middle-aged woman?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yu had an idea in his mind and said, "Xihong, if you don't want to wear clothes, wipe off the water on your body first and lie down on the bed."

Good guy, when Xihong heard this, her little heart was even more stunned, and she whispered shyly: "You, you...your fox tail...is finally exposed..."

"What fox tail...that...I have something serious to do..." Zhang Yu said seriously without looking at Xihong.

Of course, even if Zhang Yu didn't have that idea, after hearing Xi Hong's words, he felt a little embarrassed when he spoke like this.

"Hmph!" Xihong snorted softly, and then whispered: "You were still serious... Now you are really not serious..."

"Then, you'd better put on your clothes first...wait for you to finish...tell me..." Zhang Yu didn't know what to say anymore, asking her to rape a girl who had no power to restrain a chicken. , Zhang Yu really couldn't do it, he could only speak like this.

He walked forward and came to the stairs, followed the steps downstairs, and reached the first floor.

Zhang Yu sat down next to the Eight Immortals table, took out a cigarette, lit one, and started thinking about it again.

I have just arrived at Wuyin Villa, but since I entered the Villa, things seem to have never stopped. One after another, it doesn't look like it is a coincidence, it doesn't look like it is a coincidence. All in all, it’s really a blur.

The name Wuyin Villa is really not for nothing. Zhang Yu has never seen any kind of storms, so he is a little confused at this time.

After finishing smoking a cigarette, Zhang Yu heard Xi Hong's voice from upstairs, "Come up..."

"Okay." Upon hearing what Xihong said, Zhang Yu immediately stood up and walked upstairs.

When I arrived on the second floor, I saw Xihong lying on the bed. She was covered with a quilt and her face was buried in the pillow.

"Why are you still lying on the bed..." Zhang Yu saw this and said directly.

"Isn't this...you...what you said..." Xihong buried her face in the pillow and was out of breath when she spoke.

"It seems so." Zhang Yu also remembered that these words were indeed said by himself.

He followed and walked towards the bed, while Xihong on the bed stopped talking. However, Zhang Yu could definitely tell that Xihong was very nervous now and her body was trembling a little.

Of course Zhang Yu could see why Xihong was so nervous. It must be because this girl felt that he wanted to do something to her.

Zhang Yu simply didn't say much, came to the bed and sat down, then said: "Give me one hand first..."

Xihong slowly stretched out her left hand from the quilt, wearing rough clothes, and whispered: "You, what do you want to... do..."

"It's nothing..." Zhang Yu said, reaching out and grabbing Xihong's wrist. In fact, he gently held her pulse gate.

Zhang Yu could feel that Xihong's pulse was very fast. This was not due to illness, but because Xihong was too nervous. When a person is nervous, the heartbeat will accelerate, which will also affect the pulse.

Not only that, Zhang Yu was also sure that Xihong's pulse was not as strong as that of a middle-aged woman. She seemed to be just an ordinary person without any cultivation. But in order to confirm this, Zhang Yu checked it with his inner eye, and then he was completely sure that Xihong did not have true energy in his body, and he was just an ordinary person.

"It seems like this is true... Is it really a coincidence..." Zhang Yu muttered to himself, but he still didn't quite believe it was a coincidence.

He then released Xihong's wrist and gently pushed Xihong's arm to the side of her body. Then, Zhang Yu sat down on the bedside again, stretched out his hands, and pressed the back of Xihong's head.

This is Zhang Yu's method of touching bones. Zhang Yu wants to use this to determine Xihong's family situation.

However, Xihong didn't know why Zhang Yu touched her head directly, and she felt inexplicable and nervous. Next, she felt a sense of comfort again. It was because Zhang Yu's technique was so exquisite. This kind of touching the bones was like a massage. She almost made a sound from the enjoyment.

After touching for a while, Zhang Yu discovered the problem. According to the fate obtained by touching the bones, Xihong's father had passed away and her mother was still alive. Not only that, Xihong also had an older brother. In addition, Zhang Yu could only figure out some things that had happened to Xihong, but not about Xihong's future.

Xihong didn't say anything about Xihong having a brother just now. Zhang Yu asked deliberately: "Xihong, do you have an older brother?"

"Brother...I really wanted to have one...but unfortunately not..." Xihong said, panting heavily.

"No..." Zhang Yu muttered to himself. He vaguely realized that the parents Xihong mentioned were probably not Xihong's biological parents.

Seeing that Zhang Yu was silent again and asked such a strange question, Xihong couldn't help but gasped again: "You...why...you...asked me like this..."

"Nothing... By the way, I want to ask you one more thing..." Zhang Yu asked.

"What's the matter?" Xihong said.

"I remember you told me earlier that you and some people were locked up in a dark place. Then someone named Aunt Hua came and asked you girls to follow her and listen to her words... Who is this Aunt Hua? Is she in Liufang Tower..." Zhang Yu said slowly.

"Aunt Hua is the bad guy who auctioned me off on stage..." Xihong said aggrievedly.

"It's her..." Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully: "Has she seen the birthmark on your body..."

"Probably not... She wasn't there when we were changing clothes... She just asked us to wear whatever clothes we wanted, and then left... When we finished changing our clothes, she came out and stayed there to change. The person outside the room is not her anymore...but a few men..." Xihong said while gasping again.

"That's it..." Zhang Yu nodded slightly.

"What's wrong? You seem strange now... you always say some inexplicable things... or you don't speak, as if you are thinking about something..." Xihong said curiously.

I have to say that a woman's heart is still very delicate, even a young woman. Xihong already felt that something was wrong with Zhang Yu.

"It's nothing, I'm just asking..." Zhang Yu said, not wanting to burden Xihong.

But at this moment, Zhang Yu had a bold idea in his mind, that is, the middle-aged woman Aunt Hua might very well be Xihong's biological mother.

It's really hard to tell whether Aunt Hua knows that Xihong is her daughter. But if Xihong is Aunt Hua's daughter, then why is Xihong living outside and being abducted to Wuyin Villa this time?

"Why do I feel like I'm not asking casually... By the way, you asked me to lie down on the bed and wait for you... You touched my wrist and my head again... What are you doing..." Xi Red said inexplicably again.