MTL - I Have a Luck Altar-Chapter 77 very moist

  Chapter 77 is very moist

  Xiaoyue covered her face with a smile, her eyes swept across Chen Yuan's body very charmingly, as if it could seduce people's souls, although Chen Yuan was also inexplicably dry, but he could still maintain his basic composure.

   "Hahaha, wit and beauty, wit and beauty"

   Ma Dayuan laughed a few times, not knowing where this talented man came from.

   "Master Chen, please."

   Xiaoyue swayed her gauze, and slowly walked up the steps on the second floor.

  Chen Yuan stood up, smiled at Ma Dayuan and Wang Ping, and followed Xiaoyue's footsteps.

   Seeing this, the bustard felt a little regretful that she didn't receive the money, but she didn't dare to reprimand, and watched Chen Yuan and Xiaoyue go upstairs.

  Chen Yuan looked back and saw that everyone's eyes were on him, so he threw a piece of silver to the old bustard:

   "What are you looking at Chen doing?"

   "Let's play music, let's dance!"

  Xiaoyue's boudoir is called Shuiyue Pavilion. As soon as Chen Yuan entered, he felt a delicate fragrance soaking into his heart, which made people relax physically and mentally unconsciously.

   "My family name is Su."

  Su Xiaoyue walked out of the room holding a jade flute, with a slight smile on her face.

   "Miss Su."

  Chen Yuan nodded, found a stool at random and sat down, looking up and down in the boudoir.

   "I didn't expect this place to be very quiet. Miss Su has a heart."

  A look of sadness flashed across Su Xiaoyue's face:

   "This is the room my mother arranged for me when I was young and my family was in trouble. I always remember it."

  Chen Yuan's complexion remained unchanged, and he said very cooperatively:

   "Miss Su is also a hard-working person, can I hear your story?"

  Su Xiaoyue had tears in her eyes, raised her hand to wipe it gently, and forced out a smile:

   "There is nothing to mention about the past. Mr. Chen came up to listen to Qu'er, not to listen to the sad things of the slave family."

   "That's right, then you can blow it for me."

  Chen Yuan nodded approvingly.

  Su Xiaoyue: "???"

"it is good."

  Su Xiaoyue picked up the jade flute and put it to her lips.

  Chen Yuan listened to Su Xiaoyue's flute with a calm expression. It was indeed very pleasant, but his attention was not on it. He thought that something unexpected might happen after he came in.

  For example, ask yourself for help, or shoot yourself.

   I didn’t expect that it was really a song, or a serious one.

  Long time.

  The sound stopped, Su Xiaoyue put down the jade flute from her lips, a pair of charming eyes walked slowly on Chen Yuan's body, she chuckled lightly, and said:

   "Master Chen, how is the sound of the flute?"

   "That's right. With this skill alone, Miss Su can be called a master."

   "It's a pity, it's useless, what they value is the skin, unlike Mr. Chen, who seems to be very indifferent to the slave family." Su Xiaoyue gently supported her chin with her slender and white fingers.

   The corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked directly at Chen Yuan.

   "You are wrong, I value skin more."

   "Master Chen, do you mean that the concubine's status is too shameful?"

"Ha ha."

  Chen Yuan chuckled lightly.

   That's not the case. In his previous life, he washed his feet all the time and often walked on some muddy roads wearing the Elf brand boots, but, in this world, before he had no strength to protect himself.

  Chen Yuan didn't want to indulge in wine and sex.

   "That's not the case. Chen has already said just now that because of his practice, if there is an opportunity in the future, he will have in-depth exchanges with Miss Xiaoyue."

  After speaking, Chen Yuan stood up, ignoring the charm in Su Xiaoyue's eyes, slowly pushed the door open, and walked out.

  Su Xiaoyue looked at the back of Chen Yuan's departure, narrowed her eyes, and a look of interest flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up, revealing a slight smile.

  In front of the Yanyu Building.

  Chen Yuan took Wang Ping and left from the inside. Since there was nothing he was interested in in the Yanyu Building, there was no need to waste time.

   It's better to go home and practice.

   Even though Su Xiaoyue is suspected to be not that simple, and Chen Yuan is not interested, as long as he doesn't provoke him, everything will be fine, but if he really wants to use him to do something.

  Chen Yuan will not soften his heart, under his knife, there is no distinction between men and women!

   "Brother Yuan, how are you doing?"

  Wang Ping winked and smiled, his eyes still looking in the direction of Yanyu Tower.

  In his opinion, Brother Yuan must have done something wrong on the second floor.

  Chen Yuan took a deep breath and chuckled lightly:

   "Very moisturizing!"

   Ignoring Wang Ping's surprise, Chen Yuan turned and walked towards the county government.

  As soon as I approached, I saw Xiaofang and his father hesitate in front of the door, looking in frequently, but they didn't dare to approach. The majesty of the yamen is still very important in front of ordinary people.

   "Uncle Zhou, who are you?"

  Chen Yuan stepped forward and asked.

  "Brother Yuan" Xiaofang suddenly turned her head, seeing that it was Chen Yuan, she patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Chen Chenyuan, we have something to see you." Zhou Zhong hesitated to speak.

   He has heard about Chen Yuan becoming a head arrester, and he knows that it is no longer the same. Xiaofang is not worthy of her at all, and Chen Yuan will pass by to say hello except occasionally for breakfast.

   Generally, they will not have any contact with their family.

  Only Xiaofang still foolishly imagined that her childhood sweetheart would marry her.

   "Let's go in and talk," Chen Yuan nodded, and led Zhou Zhong's father and daughter into the county government office.

   From time to time, someone would bow their hands at Chen Yuan, or bow down, with awe all over their faces, which shocked Zhou Zhong a little, and at the same time made him a little more cautious.

   "Uncle Zhou, Ah Fang, you sit down, don't be nervous, you are all on your own." Chen Yuan had a smile on his face.

  In his cognition, Zhou Zhong's family is relatively peaceful. Since he came to find him, he probably had some difficulties, so he asked directly:

   "Why is Uncle Zhou looking for me?"

   "Brother Yuan, we are here to report the crime."

   Xiaofang on the side replied.

  Chen Yuan frowned:

   "Report the police? Has someone troubled you?"

  He had warned Zhu Sihai before that members of the Beihai Gang were not allowed to bully the neighbors near their home. He couldn't control other things, and he wasn't interested in taking care of them, but the people around him were all old acquaintances of their family.

  Basically there are no conflicts on weekdays, and some of them helped Chen Yuan's family when he was young, and Chen Yuan would not be unreasonable within his ability.

   "No, during this period of time, even the members of the Beihai Gang have not come to collect the regular money." Zhou Zhong said quickly.

"That is?"

   "It's like this. Yesterday, the third son Wu said that there was a big hole in Cheng'er's grave. I wanted to move a place for him, but when I opened the coffin today, I found that Cheng'er's body was gone."

   "I suspected that someone stole the body, so I wanted to report to the police"

   Zhou Zhong said eloquently.

  Cheng'er that Zhou Zhong said in his mouth, Chen Yuan has some impressions, is Zhou Zhongnian's son who was born in his late forties, and he is very precious on weekdays.

   But he died a year ago due to a strange illness, and he helped out when he was buried.

  ——

  Stop keeping books, long-lasting men!

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  (end of this chapter)