Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

The superiority of women to men in Qingshang is particularly serious. It is a luxury for men to serve and eat at the table. What's more, the wife is asked to cook, pick up vegetables and peel shrimps. There is no sense of superiority between women and men. It is simply reversed.

Yi Bing saw what he was thinking and whispered to him, "My wife dotes on her husband very much. Except for tiring us on the bed, she won't do anything else. She says she is conserving her physical strength."

The eyes seemed to be asking, come on, come and join in.

Lan Nanxing blushed and said nothing, eating a bowl of crispy pork for a long time.

After dinner, Zhong Ran quickly cleared the table, and the sound of dishes being washed could be heard in the kitchen.

Lan Nanxing was shocked again.

Even this is done personally.

Yi Bing explained, "The wife doesn't like outsiders, so as long as she does all the work at home, Sui Huan and I will be responsible for cleaning the bedroom."

Although the building is large and has many rooms, the living areas for the three of them are the bedroom, kitchen and living room, and there is not much to clean up.

After packing up, Zhong Ran changed his clothes and was about to go out, "You guys have fun, I'll go out for a walk, Xing'er, I'll take you back when I come back."

"No, I'm still busy at my shop, so I'll go with you."

Although Yi Bing Sui Huan was reluctant to let him leave so soon, her identity as the future head of the Lan family was there, and she had serious business to do, so it was hard to keep him, so Zhong Ran pushed Lan Nanxing and left.

After dark, Zhong Ran and Sophie came out of the gambling house. They were in a good mood after winning money. Sophie wanted to invite her to the flower house for a drink. Zhong Ran thanked her for the kindness and went straight home.

Halfway through, she changed direction again and headed towards the deserted forest on the edge of the city.

Pulling out the big knife from her waist, she smiled and said, "Come out."

Realizing that someone was following her, she turned around and headed towards this place. She was not sure how many people were on the other side, but since she was being followed, there was no need to run away.

Besides, with her current skills, she doesn't need to escape.

A man floated down from the tree. He was dressed in black and had a black forehead. This man had handsome features, a slender figure like a bamboo, cold and deep black eyes, and his whole body exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

"Xiaojue?" Zhong Ran put away the knife, surprised that it was him.

"You lied to me." With three cold words, his black figure slowly approached.

Zhong Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Just because you haven't found my master doesn't mean what I said is wrong. I've said before that my master has no fixed abode. She may be in Huasheng today, but she will go to Xianji or Longyuan tomorrow. Why?" Can you say I lied to you?"

"I went to ask around, and no one knew about her at all."

"My master is Nangong Miaochu, Long Yuan's deposed princess. So many people want to kill her, but she is so stupid that she uses her real name and face to walk around the world." Zhong Ran gave him a look like you were an idiot, took out the melon seeds and started cracking them. .

Xiaojue said nothing.

Only then did Zhong Ran realize that his black clothes were covered in mud, with several large pieces torn at the corners. The belt behind his forehead was tied in knots and had obviously been broken at several knots.

This man likes to wear forehead wipes so much that he still doesn’t throw them away after it’s broken like this.

He also smelled of salted fish, the smell of not taking a shower for many days.

Zhong Ran almost vomited.

"Why are you so dirty, yuck!"

"It took me ten days to go to Huasheng, a month to find someone, and fifteen days to come back." Almost two months.

"So you haven't showered or changed clothes?"

Xiaojue looked at her coldly and said nothing, acquiescing.

Zhong Ran looked at him. His skin was really good. Ordinary people would probably die after such a torment. Not only was he alive and well, but his face was still rosy.

The weather in Huasheng is so bad, but his face doesn't have wrinkles, allergies or anything like that.

"So what are you looking for me for? I don't know where the master is."

"I don't know." He answered seriously. He really didn't know what to do with her.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I can't find you when I return to Yuncheng. I'll find out as soon as I inquire."

"Okay, what are you going to do next? As the leader of Rakshasa Hall, are you so free? Is there no killing mission in the hall?"

Zhong Ran is very strange. He is too obsessed with finding Nangong Miaochu.

Just for that silenced gun?

"There is a mission in the hall, right here, but I don't need to take action."

This sentence is interesting.

The existence of Rakshasa Hall is to kill people. The fact that there are tasks here means that someone comes here to kill Rakshasa Hall. So, who should be killed?

"It's getting late. I'm going back to sleep. You can do your best." Zhong Ran turned to leave.

"I have no money."

Zhong Ran staggered, stared at him and asked, "You have no money? What does your lack of money have to do with me? Your salary as a killer is not low, and you are the second in command." As soon as the old hall master died, he Ascended.

"I don't take on tasks, I'm only responsible for supervision, and I don't have much pocket money. I've already spent it all along the way."

It seems to make sense. How can a boss personally work on the production line? Moreover, the family has a big business and looks glamorous, but in fact it is just a loan.

"Then you go to my house, but I won't let you live and eat for free. You are responsible for looking after my home and nursing home, especially the safety of my two husbands. We can't let them make any mistakes."

Rakshasa Hall took over the murder mission of someone in Qingshang City. The person who could make Rakshasa Hall take action personally was definitely a big shot. She guessed that it was either the eldest princess or the third princess.

If you keep this future hall master by your side, you may get unexpected news.

Moreover, he is good-looking and eye-catching to look at every day, and his martial arts skills can also protect the safety of Yi Bing and Sui Huan, killing three birds with one stone.

"two?"

"Well, I married another one, let's go."

Xiaojue's mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything and followed her.

Yi Bing had met Xiao Jue before, so she was not surprised to see him. She nodded and said hello to him, but Sui Huan looked at Xiao Jue again and again, especially his outfit, with black clothes and black forehead, which seemed familiar.

Zhong Ran hugged his waist and pinched him, "What are you looking at at a man? Your skin is itchy, right?" She couldn't accept the male-to-male drama at home, but in fact it was really eye-catching to watch.

Many times when she saw the beautiful scenes of Yi Bing and Sui Huan together, she would feel a little upset in her heart. There was nothing she could do about it, she was a beauty lover in her previous life.

Knock back, but never in her backyard.

"Humph, I'm jealous again." Sui Huan teased her with his mouth, but the corners of his mouth rose, obviously happy.

Zhong Ran briefly introduced Xiaojue. In short, he was a homeless little pitiful person who took care of food, shelter, and care for his family. He could do any kind of work.

After that, he was asked to choose a room on the second floor, and then fell asleep with Yi Bing and Sui Huan in his arms.

Xiaojue's sense of presence is very weak. Except for three meals a day, she basically can't see other people. Sometimes she stands on a tree with her arms crossed, sometimes she sits on the roof, and sometimes she stands in a room in the building.

He just looked at a certain place without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's cold and deep, making people afraid to get close.

Yi Bing noticed that Sui Huan was always looking for Xiao Jue everywhere, so she asked him, "Do you want to play with him?"

"No, I think he looks familiar." Sui Huan lowered his eyes and lost interest in kicking the shuttlecock.

"Tell me about it."

"My whole family was massacred. Those people seemed to be wearing the same clothes as him, and they had black foreheads." Sui Huan recalled the somewhat blurry scene.