My 24-year-old Beautiful Boss

Chapter 573: Aoki Longevity

The fortune teller is not an ordinary blind old man, but an old woman with a blindfold on his back, and when he hears Song Zixuan's words, he nods and takes out a piece of paper and pen.

"Please write a word."

"Can you see it?" Song Zixuan was surprised, didn't she have to look at the character with her eyes?

"Little aunt, just write," said the old woman.

Song Zixuan no longer asked much, grabbed the pen, thought about it, and wrote down a "green" character.

When the old lady just picked up the paper, she pressed one hand on the table. At this point, Song Zixuan finished writing, and she also retracted her hand. She did not look at the words on the paper, but spoke.

"Xiao Guliang, your marriage ... difficult, difficult to get to heaven."

Song Zixuan panicked "Really?"

"People you like are far away from you, far away, so far out of reach." Said the old woman.

Song Zixuan turned her head in suspicion, Chen Mucheng was in the team not far away, how could it be far away.

"This distance is not the distance," said the old woman again. "It is the distance in time."

Song Zixuan was surprised that she was only in her early teens, and she was almost ten years behind Chen Muzi, which was indeed an insurmountable obstacle.

"Ten years ..." Song Zixuan muttered.

"Ten years? No!" The wife shook her head, "more than ten years, at least a hundred years."

"Ah?" Song Zixuan was even more surprised.

"Xiao Gu Liang, your marriage is difficult, but not necessarily hopeless. Your pen power is not strong, but you are exceptionally firm, rare in the world, and presumably your personality. If you have been persistent and willing to give everything, there are still unfinished marriage There is a trace of possibility. "

Song Zixuan was dubious, and felt that she and Chen Mucheng were indeed almost ten years behind, but not as horrible as the old lady said, at least now, wouldn't she be with Chen Mucheng?

Thinking so, but Song Zixuan still took out the money.

The old woman took the money and said, "Now you don't understand. When you understand, if you decide to persist, come to me."

"Ene." Song Zixuan didn't take it seriously, but just nodded, more perfunctoryly. At this time, a ship's whistle came from the seaside, and she could upload it. She turned her head and ran to Xu Qingmo.

"How? Forget it?" Xu Qingmo didn't believe in fortune telling, but didn't say it, just asked.

"I won't tell you." Song Zixuan smiled.

Xu Qingmo also smiled and did not delve into it.

"Ah!" Song Zixuan was hit by the people behind him and threw Xu Qingmo into his arms.

Xu Qingmo lifted her up and looked at the person who hit him.

But it was two young people who were just like each other. They bumped into many people and jumped in line.

Those who were cut in line also dared to anger and dared not to say anything.

"All right?" Xu Qingmo asked, looking down.

"No, it's okay." Song Zixuan shook her head flushed.

"Come with me." Xu Qingmo said, holding her hand, step by step towards the front of the team.

Song Zixuan froze and didn't know what Xu Qingmo was going to do.

Two confused, about to step on the board of the ship, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, his steps could not move.

Turning around, it was Xu Qingmo.

"You're looking for death!"

"Do you know who we are?"

"Believe it or not!" The two yelled.

Chen Gouqing didn't talk nonsense, kicked two people and kicked the team directly into the sea with two small waves.

Everyone took a step back and looked at Xu Qingmo with some surprise.

"it is good!"

"Deserve it!"

"Good job!"

Rarely Lala sounded a few applause, but more people are silent, and some avoid the suspicion and distance from Xu Qingmo.

"You guys, run away. They have the word" Korean businessmen "on their clothes. They are from the Han Family Chamber of Commerce."

"Yeah, Han's Chamber of Commerce, can't afford to mess with them. Hurry up before they come up."

Several well-intentioned people began to persuade.

Xu Qingmo frowned, the Han Chamber of Commerce? Never heard of it.

But now he can't line up by himself. He simply took Song Zixuan and leisurely got on board.

"Don't he dare to get on board? Isn't he trying to die? This ship seems to be Han's Chamber of Commerce!" Someone exclaimed.

This ship is called Polang. It was a large-scale ferry in this era. It has two floors and can accommodate hundreds of people. These passengers are also divided into three or six classes. Ordinary tickets can only be placed on the next floor. Inside a small house, the upper floor is a VIP ticket, with various facilities, and the room is spacious.

Xu Qingmo and Song Zixuan are on the second floor, but there is only one room.

When she came to the room, Song Zixuan blushed and was at a loss.

Xu Qingmo put things on the chair "You sleep in bed, I sleep here."

"It's not good, Chen Mu to your bed." Song Zixuan whispered.

"No." Xu Qingmo shook his head. In fact, he practiced by himself, even if he didn't sleep, it had no effect at all.

"Actually we can ..." Song Zixuan's voice was as low as a mosquito, and before she finished speaking, her head was lowered into her chest.

"What did you say?" Xu Qingmo asked without hearing it.

"No, nothing?" Song Zixuan quickly shook her head, her face getting hot.

Xu Qingmo came over, reached out her hand, and touched her forehead.

"Ah!" Song Zixuan was shocked and ashamed, wondering why, staying there, motionless.

Xu Qingmo retracted her hand, returned to the door, followed the door, and said, "Take off your clothes and lie on the bed."

"Eh?" Song Zixuan stopped completely, the flushing on his face spread to his whole body.

But after thinking about it, she bit her lip, nodded, and raised her hands to unlock the buttons.

Soon, Song Zixuan took off her coat, only wearing a thin white lewd garment, a delicate and fragile body, and a shadow of beauty.

Song Zixuan looked at Xu Qingmo's back, her body trembling, her little hands continued to unbutton.

"Why are you off? Lie on your back." Xu Qingmo came over.

Song Zixuan hurriedly bowed her head, not afraid to disobey, lying on the soft quilt obediently, feeling like she was lying on an intoxicating cloud.

Does he want me ...?

I don't resist at all, will he make me think that I am casual ...

But if I resist, will it make him think I am unwilling ...

For a moment, Song Zixuan's thoughts turned into a thousand thoughts, and at last she closed her eyes and left nothing.

I do!

Xu Qingmo's hand fell on Song Zixuan's shoulders, stroking inch by inch across the clothes, lurking down the spine, coming down to the lower back, and then tilting gently along the arc.

Although Song Zixuan was young, she was a girl after all, and her body was growing open. There was no hot woman like a mature woman, but she also showed a touching and lovely.

Song Zixuan's body shuddered, but Xu Qingmo's hand stopped and then retracted.

"Yes." Xu Qingmo stood up and nodded in satisfaction.

"Eh?" Song Zixuan turned her head unexpectedly, looking at Xu Qingmo.

"Yes, your body is qualified, you can practice the exercises I passed on to you." Xu Qingmo said.

Song Zixuan was blinded for a while, then came to understand the meaning of Xu Qingmo's words.

It turned out that Xu Qingmo didn't say what to do to her, but just checked her physical fitness.

When Xu Qingmo originally said, "If I am the emperor in the future, I may give you a peach blossom", it was decided to pass on a method to Song Zixuan to protect her peace in this troubled world.

However, at that time, although Song Zixuan had also learned martial arts, but her physical quality still did not meet the requirements of Xu Qingmo, so Xu Qingmo asked her to go to Wuguan to practice. Now she has to go to Shangdong by boat, and she must spend a few days on the boat, so Xu Qingmo Then the idea of ​​spreading the power of Song Zixuan began.

Before transferring power, you must check your body.

Everything, Song Zixuan himself wanted to crook.

Song Zixuan understood it, but naturally she couldn't explain it, but she felt complacent and had no choice but to find a place to drill in.

Fortunately, Xu Qingmo didn't pay attention to her, so she was relieved, but sighed a little.

Song Zixuan got dressed and stood in front of Xu Qingmo.

"I pass you a movie that is peaceful in nature and not conducive to fighting, but can strengthen your body and keep your youth." Xu Qingmo turned around and stood high, looking at Song Zixuan, "Would you like to learn?"

Song Zixuan nodded, "I do!"

Said, Song Zixuan was about to kneel and scratch his head.

Xu Qingmo reached out and supported her. "This exercise is not mine. You don't have to worship me as a teacher. I just pass it on to you."

"Who is this?" Song Zixuan curiously said.

"Uh ... this ... I don't remember it anymore." Xu Qingmo said a little awkwardly. He didn't remember the source of this exercise himself, only remembering that he got it in the hands of a Chinese martial artist encountered on the overseas mercenary battlefield.

On the battlefield of mercenaries, special forces composed of warriors were extremely powerful. When Xu Qingmo had not yet achieved the mercenary king, he was often entangled by such forces.

Such a martial arts force is also made up of Chinese warriors. Xu Qingmo has risen all the way. I don't know how many such teams have been defeated. He has defeated many Chinese martial arts. He has also collected a lot of exercises unheard of in China.

This step is like this. It was obtained from which special squadron or Chinese warrior. Xu Qingmo did not remember it, but only remembered that this exercise was somewhat interesting and unfavorable. However, the method of health maintenance was indeed first-class and had amazing results. The self-healing ability of Xu Qingmo was to improve the self-healing ability of immortal longevity after reading the essence of it, and to further improve the self-healing ability of immortal longevity.

Passing this method to Song Zixuan, Xu Qingmo also hopes that she can be safe in this troubled world, after all, he can't protect her all the time. In the future, after all, Song Zixuan faced the torrent of troubled times alone.

Song Zixuan also happily refused to worship Xu Qingmo as a teacher, because if she worshiped, she and Xu Qingmo would not only be ten years away, but also a teacher and apprentice.

Immediately, Xu Qingmo sat down and explained Song Zixuan one by one and taught her from time to time.

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