Guqin becomes a beauty

When Rong Zun was greeted by Mr. Lin, Ling Xingwei had already photographed Jiu Xiao at a price that no one questioned.

The auction ended, and the backstage staff handed over the decorated guqin to Rong Zun with a look of respect.

Rong Zun was stunned, and asked Ling Xingwei, "Did you buy it?"

Ling Xingwei remained expressionless, "Since it's not broken, it should be delivered to you."

"Okay." Rong Zun took the Qin with a smile, and got into Ling Xingwei's car.

On the other side, Jin Jing came out from the backstage feeling a bit disappointed, and seeing Chun Lei waiting for him, couldn't move any further.After standing still for a long time, he walked over discouraged, and said to him: "Your brother has already been photographed by Minister Ling, and the price has been raised so high! I really don't know how he can be so rich when he eats from the country! No, I want to report him, report him!..."

The young man muttered, and Chunlei patted the back of his head helplessly, "Don't make a fuss, the adults like that minister quite a bit, so they shoot as soon as they are filmed, and in the end, they will return to the adults."

"He likes to figure it out, and I still like Boss Rong!" The young man yelled indiscriminately, and only after he finished yelling did he realize what he was yelling, and he stayed there in a daze.

The hand touching the top of his head froze for a few seconds, and then Chun Lei's faint voice sounded, "Let's go back."

"Ah, Ah Chun..." Jin Jing stopped him.

"Ok?"

Looking at the man looking back, his eyes were still calm, as if he would never be angry with him.

Jin Jing frowned, grabbed his hand tightly and said, "Ah Chun, I'm sorry, I really want to help you take a picture of my brother."

Chunlei looked at him for a while, then slightly curled his lips, "I know."

"I……"

"Tomorrow, can I go back and visit my brother?"

"Okay!" Jin Jing immediately recovered, and said loudly, "It's raining outside now, I'll go there with you tomorrow!"

"it is good."

……

The car was stuck in the middle of the road, and the rain outside suddenly fell heavily, pouring down on the front window, and there were crackling sounds all around.

Ling Xingwei's face showed a bit of anxiety and impatience.Turning his head to look at Rong Zun, although that person's face was still the same, but he still felt the tension in his breath change familiarly.

"Go straight back." He plugged the car onto the sidewalk and turned off the engine.

"Why?" Rong Zun was stunned when he said this suddenly.

"Are you still a god?"

"Using...mana?" Rong Zun looked at him, "You will be fined."

Ling Xing gave him an angry look, "Punish me."

Boom! ——

The first thunderclap in the sky has already started.

"Mr. Ling, what are you in such a hurry for?" But this man was still talking nonsense.

Ling Xingwei was about to be laughed out of anger, "I suddenly remembered something urgent, okay? Send you back quickly, so I can leave."

"Then you go." Rong Zun's voice was a little unsteady, and he shrank back on his car seat, "I'll borrow your car for a while, and you can pick it up from the Guqin shop tomorrow, it won't be damaged. "

"What are you doing in my car?! Can't I just take you home?" Ling Xingwei wanted to yell at him.

"I, I have some fluctuations in my spiritual power right now. For ancient gods like us, the fluctuations in spiritual power are very strong." Rong Zun wrote and edited, and found that he had edited it in order, and said with more confidence , "If I go back now, I will disturb the children in the piano shop. It's not good to scare them."

"..." Ling Xing didn't understand it, and this guy started to lose face again.He used to block the door in Penglai to prevent anyone except him from entering, and now he refuses to let others find out that he is afraid of thunder.

"I'm too lazy to care about you." Ling Xing didn't leave a sentence, and disappeared in place.

Rong Zun let out a sigh of relief, if the minister didn't leave, he would run away.He still has to go outside in this weather, he really doesn't know where to go.

This car looks pretty solid, and it's not a nine-day thunder robbery, it's enough to make do with it.

Although it was useless, he still put a barrier around himself to prevent outsiders from seeing his current distressed appearance. Then he nestled in the car seat, listening to the louder thunder, took off his coat and put it on his head superior.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of thunder was like the dull roar of an ancient bell.Pedestrians on the street have already hid, and the vehicles are moving slowly and carefully, for fear of accidents.

A tall man in a suit and leather shoes stood on the roof of the car, the rainwater automatically avoided him, and he didn't get wet at all.

He quietly watched the black SUV under his feet, saw the thunder getting more and more dense, and snorted softly, "I can't escape this time." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and lightly tapped, and the barrier was easily broken. Even he was stunned for a few moments, "The spiritual power of the ancient gods is still fluctuating. If you are so cowardly, you can't even set up a barrier stably, so don't pretend."

He didn't hesitate anymore, broke into the car, and returned to the position beside Rong Zun again.

Seeing how he shrunk himself on the seat, his heart ached, he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, and said coldly: "I'm so afraid of thunder every time, why do I have to go through a catastrophe, what kind of immortality do I want to cultivate? "As he said, he hugged him tightly again.

Unable to stop the sound of thunder and rain, he changed to half-closed himself, and this kind of cowardice can do it.

Rong Zun's body in his arms trembled slightly, and he muttered unconsciously in a low voice.Ling Xingwei leaned closer to listen, and heard him calling intermittently: "Xingwei... Where are you, Xingwei? Why don't you go home? I've been waiting for you for a long time..." After talking about it, he seemed extremely wronged , arched his head inward vigorously.

Ling Xingwei's heart suddenly seemed to have overturned the acid jar, and he lost all strength in the soak, and the acid water was looking for an outlet everywhere, and finally concentrated in the eye sockets.He took a deep breath, clasped the bottle tightly, pressed hard on his chest, and said in a fierce tone: "Now you know what I'm doing? I'll make you owe me! I'll make you talk nonsense again!"

He completely hid people in his arms, and used his body to block the thunderstorm outside so that nothing could penetrate.

boom! ! ——

There was thunder outside, and lightning flashed through the window.The person in his arms trembled.

He lightly put his chin on the top of the man's head, rubbed it lightly, his voice sighed lightly, with a sense of lost and regained cherishment, "Squeamish, I'm back. Don't be afraid."

God knows how much he missed this person in the past 2000 years, and he wanted to go back to him like crazy...

……

The torrential rain fell all night, and it didn't come down until ten o'clock in the morning.

Rong Zun poked his head out of his coat, looked out sleepily, and yawned lightly.There still seemed to be a warm temperature on his body, with an inexplicably familiar smell.

He opened the light blocking mirror and combed his hair, removed the barrier, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the first rainstorm he experienced after waking up, and it didn't seem as difficult as he had imagined.

"It's a good thing that Minister Ling didn't see it..." He muttered in a low voice, and the hand that straightened his coat suddenly stopped.

Inside the neckline lies a delicate cuff button.

Rong Zun remembered that Ling Xingwei wore it specially when he went to the charity dinner.

I don't know when it fell into his clothes...?

Rong Zun picked up the cufflinks, his eyes revealing deep thought.

But he soon faced a bigger problem—it was agreed before that Ling Xingwei should go to the piano shop to pick up the car, but how should he transport the car back to the piano shop?

He wanted to take out his Qiankun bag, but he silently put it back when he saw the cleaner aunt who was idle sweeping the water not far from the street.

At this moment, a young man hurried over. After confirming the car number, he smiled at Rong Zun and said, "You are Mr. Rong, right? I'm the driver you invited."

"Substitute driver?" Rong Zun had never heard of this term.

"Yes, please get in the car, we are going to Hyde Alley in the old city, aren't we?"

Rong Zun understood the address, and his eyes lit up immediately, "Yes, can you drive the car for me? Thank you so much."

"It should be, everything should be."

Seeing his car being driven away, Ling Xingwei emerged from behind the tree, looking at him angrily and funny, "I handed over the keys so easily, I don't know when they will be sold."

After successfully returning to the Guqin shop, Cheng Lian had been waiting outside the door in a hurry. When he saw Ling Xingwei's car approaching, he immediately surrounded him, "Master! Minister Ling! You are back..."

Seeing that it wasn't Ling Xingwei who got up and down from the driver's seat, he immediately stopped, stared silently and didn't speak again.

When the young driver left, he pulled Rong Zun back into the house. They were all there at Luqi Haozhong, and even Chunlei came back.

Seeing that Rong Zun had returned safely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, where did you go last night?"

"With my colleagues, they are so enthusiastic that I can't leave."

"It's fine, it's fine." Cheng Lian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss Rong, where's Ah Chun's younger brother?" Jin Jing couldn't wait, he was curious about the people and things around Chun Lei.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Rong Zun patted his head and pointed to the trunk, "Ah Chun, go get that kid."

After a while, Chunlei came back with a guqin painted in purple.

"Hey, why hasn't he transformed yet?" Jin Jing leaned over to take a look.

"This child, I don't know how much he has suffered." Luqi looked at the marks of several repairs on it, and said a little bit unbearably.

"My lord?" Chunlei carefully put Qin on the table, and looked at Rongzun worriedly.

After Rong Zun washed his hands and tidied up his appearance, he walked over and saw that several people were surrounding the qin, and the qin body was quiet and there was no movement at all.

He smiled, and lightly plucked the strings with his fingers, "Little guy, are you still losing your temper?"

Chun Lei said that if Rong Zun hadn't been there at that time, Jiuxiao Huanpei would have been in danger of being judged, and everyone was sweating for it.

Under the gentle touch of Rong Zun's fingers, the purple light gradually glowed, and then became brighter and brighter.A seven or eight-year-old lady was sitting on the table, her legs couldn't touch the ground, she lowered her head angrily and didn't speak.