The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Xie Jingshen lowered the cab window while dealing with her niece.

The night wind blows.

The fire in my heart seemed to have cooled down a bit.

Only half of Xie Jingshen's face could be seen from the window. His lips were thin and sexy. Between the opening and closing, there is a fatal temptation. He held the mobile phone in his right hand to answer the call, and took the glass beads on the side with his left hand. The prayer beads were rubbed in his hands, making a tiny sound. His elbows were pressed against the car window, and the glass beads were attached to his left temple, with a purple-red tassel hanging from below.

Approaching midnight.

There were no pedestrians on the road.

There are not many vehicles either.

Occasionally, car lights pass over Xie Jingshen's face, and his facial features are not clearly visible in the light. He always has a calmness that has experienced thousands of sails, ascetic and indifferent, like a god.

at the same time.

Tang Qingnian's consciousness was extremely blurred.

Just a second before she was about to lose consciousness and fall to the ground, her nose moved and she smelled a faint, familiar aura.

She forced herself to stand up.

Her black hair fell down on her shoulders, flying messily due to the night wind.

The right hand holds the wooden hairpin tightly and instinctively.

Step by step, he walked towards the outside of the alley.

All she had left at this time was her survival instinct, and she didn't even know what she was doing? Are you going straight or turning? In reality or in a dream? Just relying on instinct, attracted by the soothing and comfortable aura, she moved with difficulty.

Heidou followed her step by step.

Not too far or too close.

Like a silent guardian angel.

Attracted by the familiar charm, Tang Qingnian saw Xie Jingshen's car from a distance, and she walked firmly towards the black Bentley parked on the roadside. She had never seen Xie Jingshen drive this car, so she didn't know whose car it was, let alone who was sitting in it. She was just attracted by the familiar charm and walked straight over step by step and firmly.

About seven or eight minutes later.

Xie Jingshen gave Nie Xiaowen a few perfunctory words, and the hand holding the beads tugged on her tie irritably. Just as she was about to coax her niece to hang up, there was a soft "bang" in her ears.

The sound came from outside his right door.

Just one sound.

Then the dog barked: "Woof, woof, woof, woof..."

Before this, Xie Jingshen had never seen Heidou.

He coaxed Nie Xiaowen: "Wenwen, just listen to your parents. Uncle has something to do. When you come back, uncle will take you out to play, okay?"

Nie Xiaowen was a little reluctant in her heart, but she was still very obedient because she knew that her uncle was a very capable person. My parents said that when my uncle said he was busy, he must be busy, and he couldn't make trouble unreasonably. She responded in a muffled voice: "Okay, goodbye uncle."

"Goodbye."

hang up the phone.

Xie Jingshen put her phone in the car, opened the door and walked around to the co-pilot to check.

Tang Qingnian just patted his car door, and then he couldn't hold on anymore and fainted to the ground. Her black hair was messy and scattered, covering most of her face. Only her rather retro cyan gown was very recognizable.

He saw Tang Qingnian unconscious next to the car.

Xie Jingshen could hear the sound of her heart falling downwards.

It was like being held by an invisible hand.

The pain made his breath hitch.

"Niannian..."

His voice was hoarse, he knelt down on one knee, and carefully and urgently held Tang Qingnian in his arms. Seeing the black wound on her neck, she felt extremely distressed, and her deep eyes suddenly turned red.

Heidou kept nudging his calf with his head and humming, as if asking for help.

Xie Jingshen immediately picked up Tang Qingnian, opened the back seat door, carefully placed the person on the back seat, pulled the seat belt and fastened it on her.

Heidou was so anxious that he bit his trouser leg.

Xie Jingshen bent down and lifted the back of Heidou's neck, and placed Heidou on the open space in the back seat.

Walking around to the cab, Xie Jingshen first called Mr. Zuo and asked him to go to Genting Huating to wait for him immediately. He knew very well that Tang Qingnian's injuries could not be treated by ordinary people. Mr. Zuo has a mysterious origin. He is a member of Xuanmen, so he must have a way. After that, we drove all the way and drove back to Genting Huating in just ten minutes.

to the place.

He opened the car door, bent down and held the unconscious Tang Qingnian in his arms.

The little girl was pale, breathing shallowly, and looked pitiful.

Xie Jingshen was heartbroken.

Extremely fast on his feet.

Heidou watched Xie Jingshen hugging Tang Qingnian and leaving. He jumped out of the car in a hurry and followed Xie Jingshen closely.

In the living room.

Uncle Zhao and Mr. Zuo looked tense.

Mr. Zuo rarely came here so late. Every time something big happened, they were both worried.

Seeing Xie Jingshen carrying Tang Qingnian in her arms without even bothering to change her shoes, Uncle Zhao went up to greet her: "Second Master, this is...Miss Tang? What...is going on? Miss Tang is sick?"

Mr. Zuo's face was cold and his sharp eyes were staring at Tang Qingnian in Xie Jingshen's arms.

The image of a woman emerging in his arms quickly flashed through his mind.

His heart was in severe pain, and he said urgently: "Quickly, lay the person flat on the bed first."

Xie Jingshen walked upstairs.

Mr. Zuo followed.

He walked into Xie Jingshen's bedroom.

Xie Jingshen gently placed Tang Qingnian on the bed.

He was still wearing the black shirt he wore when he went to the group for a meeting during the day, but Mr. Zuo keenly saw a blood stain and immediately guessed why Tang Qingnian was injured: "Tian Kui Zhi, her skills are as good as ten. She is on her period!"

Xie Jingshen reacted and touched the shirt on his body. Scarlet blood stained his fingertips.

Mr. Zuo didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He seemed more anxious than he was: "Let someone change her clothes first, and give me the bag on her body."

Xie Jingshen bent down and took off the cloth bag that Tang Qingnian carried with him. After handing it to Mr. Zuo, he called Uncle Zhao and asked two maids to come up. He went to the room next door, where his sister Xie Zhixia was. I quickly picked up a new set of clothes, a set of unworn underwear, and sanitary napkins.

The maid changed clothes for Tang Qingnian.

Xie Jingshen and Mr. Zuo temporarily went to the small hall of the bedroom suite.

Mr. Zuo was holding the cloth bag that belonged to Tang Qingnian in his hand. He tried several times but failed to unlock the seal.

Xuanmen magic weapons, especially space magic weapons, will have a seal, just like a mobile phone screen lock, which can usually only be opened by the owner of the magic weapon.

Xie Jingshen could guess what he was doing and was anxious, but did not rush him.

Mr. Zuo tried five or six more times.

Still can't open.

He simply moved his heart, circulated the spiritual power in his Dantian, and concentrated it on his right hand, preparing to forcibly break the seal.

Xie Jingshen could see the solid spiritual power, like a gas-like vortex, containing powerful energy, constantly hitting the mouth of the bag, causing the bag to shake violently...

"puff……"

Mr. Zuo spit out a mouthful of blood.

at the same time.

The bag mouth was finally opened.

He raised his right hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and poured out everything in the bag.

In addition to a mobile phone, there are various talismans, various magical instruments... and colorful bottles and jars.