Mr. Zhang, who had no bad intentions, immediately smiled and nodded in the toilet: "Okay, I am definitely not the kind of person you think!"

"You damn gangster, I will never let you go!" Liu Qingqing gritted her teeth in her heart as she chewed on Young Master Zhang, then took a deep breath and rushed in as soon as the toilet door opened.

The slender arm hit Young Master Zhang in the stomach, almost knocking him out of his overnight meal.

Then, Liu Qingqing grabbed Young Master Zhang by the collar, threw it out with all her strength, slammed the door shut, and uttered a few words through her teeth: "The dead gangster is waiting for my aunt! I can't spare you!"

"Crash..."

A burst of beautiful music like a small bridge and flowing water came from the toilet.

"Beauty, I won't take you like this."

Holding his stomach, Young Master Zhang burst out of the toilet door and shouted in great grievance.

Then he looked around alertly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank God, the ticket checker finally left."

Not long after, the toilet door was opened, and Liu Qingqing walked out with a contented face. When she looked up and saw Young Master Zhang in front of her, her eyebrows immediately wrinkled. It was obvious that the beauty's anger had not subsided.

Glancing at the beauty's delicate waist, Mr. Zhang felt a little embarrassed. He smiled at Liu Qingqing and said, "Beauty, was it a misunderstanding about what happened before?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Zhang felt something was wrong. Liu Qingqing hugged her shoulders and stood in front of her like the Queen wearing leather boots and holding a whip, looking at her coldly and arrogantly.

After a long time, Liu Qingqing smiled evilly and suddenly asked, "Are you done?"

"Uh..." Mr. Zhang had a bad feeling in his heart.

As soon as the words were spoken, Liu Qingqing suddenly took a step forward and stomped hard. The sole of her pointed high-heeled shoes stepped hard on Young Master Zhang's feet.

"ah!"

A scream like a slaughtering pig sounded inside the carriage.

Then, beauty Liu Qingqing, who seemed to have won the battle, clapped her hands and walked away without even looking at Young Master Zhang, humming a tune in her mouth.

"I don't know the heart of a good person. I kindly gave you the toilet, but you actually repaid me with kindness. I should have choked you to death." Young Master Zhang grimaced in pain, and his mouth was twisted with anger.

"No, let's see how I deal with you."

Young Master Zhang stared at Liu Qingqing's exquisite back with an angry face. What was disgusting was that when she walked to her seat, she still looked angry, as if she was the one who was being stepped on.

Young Master Zhang, who was blowing his beard and staring, almost vomited blood. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye and planned to go over to condemn Liu Qingqing with justice, he unexpectedly found a green potted plant beside the slender waist.

As if being struck by lightning, Young Master Zhang's body froze immediately.

"Seven-step exquisite grass! It's actually seven-step exquisite grass!"

A chrysanthemum smile bloomed on Young Master Zhang's face, and he shouted with great excitement in his heart, "It's really an inexhaustible path. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth on earth is extremely thin and cannot be used for my cultivation. But with these seven steps that contain a hundred years of spiritual energy,

Linglong grass, I can directly absorb it and even break through the Qi training period!"

It turns out that the potted plant next to Liu Qingqing is not any other plant, but a heaven and earth spiritual grass, the Seven-Step Exquisite Grass!

Even in the world of cultivation, the Seven-Step Linglong Grass is an extremely valuable fairy grass. It contains an extremely large amount of pure spiritual energy, and is extremely mild in nature. It will not cause backlash or harm to the human body. It is very suitable for Mr. Zhang's current situation.

Embarrassing situation.

At this moment, these thoughts flashed through Zhang Dashao's mind. He was so excited that his body even trembled slightly.

It was absolutely unimaginable that there would be such spiritual grass on this earth, so much so that Mr. Zhang’s eyes never left the potted plant for even a second.

Because he made up his mind to get the fairy grass!

However, Liu Qingqing didn't think so.

He snorted and pushed down his miniskirt: "A thousand-year-old pervert, sexually perverted!"

Arriving at the Jinghai City Station, Mr. Zhang, who was so excited that his cavernous body was congested, saw Liu Qingqing carrying a simple small bag, reaching out to pick up the Seven Steps Linglong Grass, turning around and walking towards the door of the car, obviously wanting to get off.

Without any hesitation, Young Master Zhang stepped forward and followed like a train madman.

After following Liu Qingqing to the exit of the station, a tall, thin, monkey-like guy rushed towards Liu Qingqing, shaking the pockmark on his face and said in surprise: "My Qingqing, you are finally here, I miss you so much about my husband."

Got it!"

"Mingyuan!" Liu Qingqing also said in surprise, opening her peaceful mind to welcome that magical thing called Mingyuan.

"What kind of vision does Liu Qingqing have? This man has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and looks like a man with male dysfunction. He is really like a flower stuck in cow dung." Young Master Zhang sighed after seeing the man clearly.
Chapter completed!