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Chapter 94 What is this?

Although he escaped halfway, he was still almost twelve o'clock when he got home.

When I got home, I just pushed the door open and went in, I saw Chen Liti wearing loose pajamas, wiping her hair with her head tilted. It was obvious that she had just finished taking a shower.

"Hey, why did you come back so early today?" Chen Liti asked casually when she saw Xia Yunjie pushing the door and wiping her hair.

A few drops of crystal water fell along the ends of the hair and soaked a little fabric, making the pajamas stick to the body, and the plumpness and two bulges on the chest were printed.

"Well, uh!" Xia Yunjie didn't expect that he was so excited that he was tempted by a group of princesses in Charming Ginza that he finally suppressed it with the cool night wind along the way. He didn't expect that he would see such a wet temptation as soon as he got home.

Chen Liti was becoming more and more open. She was wearing pajamas and didn't wear anything inside. Not only were the two bulges clearly visible, but even the black smear on her lower body seemed to be faintly visible through the thin fabric.

"Why are you stammering? Ah! You big pervert!" Chen Liti couldn't help but look up at him curiously when she saw Xia Yunjie stammeringly and not answering. She saw that she was staring at her convex body. She suddenly remembered that she had just finished taking a shower and hadn't worn anything inside yet! She couldn't help but pick up the towel in her hand and threw it at Xia Yunjie. Then the man had already turned around and ran into the bedroom like a whirlwind.

The light shone through the thin fabric, Xia Yunjie clearly saw two tempting round temptations. He held the towel and couldn't help but sigh in pain.

It's going to die!

Chen Liti came out shortly after she went in, and of course she was fully armed when she came out.

After coming out, Chen Liti glared at Xia Yunjie with her beautiful eyes fiercely, as if she had an irreconcilable grudge with him.

"Ahem, this time it was not intentional." Xia Yunjie said innocently. After saying that, Xia Yunjie wanted to slap himself in the face.

What is this? Did it happen on purpose before?

Sure enough, Chen Liti shaved a fierce look again and said, "I finally showed my foot? It wasn't intentional, why are you going home so early?"

Xia Yunjie looked at Chen Liti for a moment of speech and said speechlessly: "Is it okay to go home early?"

"No, of course not. You always go home at two or three o'clock, and suddenly you come back so early... Hey, no, where does the perfume smell come from?" Chen Liti retorted unreasonably, but halfway through her rebuttal, she suddenly twitched her delicate and straight nose in surprise.

As he sniffed, Chen Liti's nose became closer and closer to Xia Yunjie.

Xia Yunjie looked as he was getting closer and closer to his nose, and he secretly complained in his heart. Of course, he understood where the perfume smell came from!

"Okay, Xia Yunjie, no wonder I came back so early. It turned out that I didn't go to work today, so I went to fool around!" When I finally confirmed that the perfume smell was coming from Xia Yunjie, and there were several smells, Chen Liti couldn't help but change her color.

"Nonsense!" Xia Yunjie subconsciously blurted out.

"Nonsense, can you explain to me what this is? And this, wow, golden, red, purple..." But as soon as Xia Yunjie said, Chen Liti, with sharp eyes, had already taken out hairs of different colors from him and pointed at them and questioned.

Xia Yunjie was stunned when he looked at the dyed long hair. Of course, he knew whose hair belonged to those princesses!

In the private room just now, although I didn’t take the initiative to touch those princesses, I couldn’t resist them and put them on! The smell of perfume and this beautiful hair were naturally left behind when they were “harassed”.

"Is there nothing to say? You big pervert and bad guy, no wonder you say you have no money all day long. It turns out that all the money is spent on women. Humph, I, I will never pay attention to you anymore!" Seeing that Xia Yunjie was speechless, Chen Liti didn't know why she felt anger that was indescribable. She raised her foot and stepped on his instep with a hateful blow, then shook her hair, which had not yet dried, turned around and went back to the bedroom again, closed the door with a "bang", leaving Xia Yunjie touching the water droplets on his face, and smiled speechlessly.

In the past, I could have been said as a joke, but no one would take it seriously, but this time I jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it clearly.

The next day, even for a long time, Chen Liti ignored Xia Yunjie and did not eat the food he cooked.

Not to mention, when he first shared a rental with Chen Liti, Xia Yunjie was eager to have some money in his pocket and then move it out. But now Shen Liti really ignored him, but he was a little disappointed and uncomfortable. He wanted to explain it to her several times, but he found that there was no way to explain this matter.

Perfume, hair, especially women's hair, is not the same color, so how can it be explained clearly?

In the end, Xia Yunjie had to comfort himself with famous sayings such as "The clear one is clear, the turbid one is turbid, the horse's strength is known from a distance, and people's hearts will be seen over time" and let it go.

...

In the capital city, there is a gray wall and gray tiles in the alley on Zhongshan Houjie Street, an inconspicuous courtyard.

Two rattan chairs, a tea table, and two cups of tea. The two old men were drinking tea quietly.

One of the old men's face was full of wrinkles and old-fashioned. Even the pair of eyes were turbid and unclear. Only the momentum that was revealed inadvertently could make people feel astonished. It can be vaguely seen that this old man must have been a powerful figure.

Another old man was just the opposite. Although his hair was half white, his skin had almost no age spots, his eyes were clear and vivid, and his body felt a sense of transcendence and dust, making people unable to see his actual age at all.

"Brother Qinghong, we have been friends in times of hardship for many years. Just tell me the truth. How long can I last?" the old man looked at another man and asked.

At this time, if an old man from a special department is here, he would definitely be surprised and respectful when he heard the old man calling another old man, Brother Qing Hong. Because this old man is not only one of the founders of this special department but also one of the legendary figures of this department. But to this day, except for a very small number of people, no one knows whether the old man is alive or dead. Unexpectedly, he appeared in the courtyard of the back street of Zhongshan today in a spirit. If it weren't for seeing it with his own eyes, no one would have dared to believe it. Because if the old man was still alive, he should be eighty-five years old now.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature. Everything has its own fixed numbers. Why should Brother Yuan Jian ask this question?" The old man called Brother Qinghong, who was called Brother Qinghong, shook his hands slightly when he heard this, then took a sip in concealment, then stroked the goatee and said calmly.

If only a few special characters know the word "Qinghong", then the word "Yuanjian" is probably shocking. This is the name of a brave general who fought for hundreds of battles when the Republic was founded. He once reached the vice-national level and is also the only remaining founding elders in the Republic.

The old general's surname is Huang.

"You old charlatan pretends to be a master, so just give me a clear idea. It doesn't matter to me. It's good to see the chairman one day earlier with one kick, but I'm different from you. My family has a great career. Even if I want to leave, I have to make preparations for my descendants in advance." Huang Lao put the teacup on his face and said with a blowjob. Even the old man Qinghong's font was not called, and he called his nickname directly.

When the old man Qinghong heard this, he saw the sadness flashing in his eyes. He looked at Mr. Huang pondered for a long time before saying guilty: "It was not a problem to live a hundred years old with your body, but that thing had broken the spell set by my master and began to erode your essence and blood day and night. It would be great if you could survive this year."

During this period, Mr. Huang's heart had actually begun to feel the long-lost colic. He went to the hospital for examination but couldn't find any evidence. He suspected that the thing had finally escaped and was raging in his body again. Gu specially invited Mr. Qinghong to his home. Now, as expected, he couldn't help but sigh to the sky: "Sure enough, I will only have a few months of life in this way."

"Yes!" Old Man Qinghong nodded in a heavy mood, no longer having the calmness and freedom he had before.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are destined by God, so you don't have to be sad." Seeing that the old man Qinghong was in a low mood, Huang Lao turned around and patted his back to comfort him.

Old man Qinghong forced a smile, and then took out three ancient copper coins from his pocket. Because of his frequent play with the copper coins, the black painted rust on the surface of his body had long been worn away, revealing a luster of green and purple, giving people a simplicity and simplicity of ancient and vicissitudes.

The three ancient bronze coins have clear handwriting and complete quality, and they are the "Daqi Tongbao".

"Daqi Tongbao" is one of the fifty most rare coins in the Chinese coin collection industry. So far, only two have appeared in the world. Of course, the three coins in the hands of Old Man Qinghong do not count. This shows how rare it is.

When Mr. Huang saw that Mr. Qinghong took out the three "Da Qi Tongbao" he had collected, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he shook his head and said, "Forget it, the old charlatans, they are all silly people, and you don't have to waste your energy for me."

"Do your best and leave your destiny. Brother Rong, I will help you calculate the last hexagram. Maybe there may be a glimmer of hope." Old Man Qinghong said stubbornly.

He knew that Mr. Huang was worried that he would hurt the essence by telling fortunes for him. He should know that calculating life and death is much more costly than calculating money and marriage for others.

"Why are you doing this? Are there anyone who is more wise than Master Zhuge's magic in the world today? Since that thing has broken the talisman set by Master Zhuge, it will be useless for you to calculate it." Old Huang shook his head and said.
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