Qing Cang Continent - C217

Lucia blankly stared at the scene in front of her. From her observation just now, Qin Lang wasn’t such a person. How could he be …

“And you, Servant Lucia, come over here and beat Master’s legs.”

Qin Lang hugged Zhuge Susu’s waist, which did not look bloated at all in the winter attire, and shouted at Lucia who was standing in front of him.

“Eh ….” “Yes, Master!”

Luciana obediently walked forward and helped Qin Lang knead his calves. The people from the Floating Silk Restaurant looked at Room Nine, some shook their heads, some were envious, and some were jealous. Especially the quarrelsome young masters, some of them sighed at Qin Lang’s great luck while others gnashed their teeth, cursing him for being the best one to fall out and die.

A middle-aged man sitting in a VIP booth laughed. This really was a good reporting material.

From the moment Qin Lang shouted out that he would help Zhuge Susu pay the thirteen million, she already knew that Qin Lang was different from those young masters who only knew how to play and play with women. Even if it was the same, a young master who could casually take out so much gold coins, the family influence could only imagine, if she continued to climb up there recklessly, she would probably die to the point where not even ashes would be left of her. They had to rely on their eyes to know which ones they could not offend, and they also had to know their own identities and how to safely survive in the cultivation world.

Qin Lang glanced at him, but didn’t say anything.

“Alright then, Qin Lang, you have taken advantage of me. See, when I see Jiu’er, I will not complain to her!”

Only then did Zhuge Susu break free from Qin Lang’s embrace. She adjusted her slightly wrinkled clothes, waved her small hands and said in a low and fierce voice.

“What do you mean, madam? Husband, I only hugged Madam’s waist. How can you call it taking advantage of me? ”

Qin Lang had an innocent look and was laughing maniacally in his heart. You little rascal, you think you can pretend to be your fiancee and screw me over? Let’s see who will suffer. It was not that she was timid, she would not dare to run so far by herself if she was timid. It was just that she had never been hugged by a man of the same age when she was young. Not counting Yan Feiming, they were basically siblings, the two of them had never had any other thoughts about this, not to mention that Yan Feiming had always respected girls with this kind of character.

Qin Lang had suddenly pulled her into an embrace earlier. Not only that, the hot air she exhaled when she was listening to him was the most fatal. For a moment, her mind was in a state of confusion, causing her to be at a loss of what to do.

Zhuge Su pouted angrily. She wanted to refute but was unable to find the words to do so. She turned around and saw Lucia laughing and hitting Qin Lang’s leg, pulling on Lucia’s arm.

“Big sister Lucia, why are you helping him hit the hammer? Let’s see how happy he is now! “Hurry up and get up.”

“Madam, Lucina is a maid that my husband spent two million on. It’s not too much to help him beat his legs, right? My husband doesn’t like to hear those words of yours. Why do you keep your elbows out? ”

When Qin Lang heard this, how could you lie? Am I amused? Look at my eyes, I am very serious and innocent, okay? Then I changed to an aggrieved expression and pretended to sigh.

“Master, can Lucia take down your words and tell them to Mistress Zixin?”