The beautiful woman: "He is a master. Didn't he hear him? His martial arts are passed down from his father, and he is a dragon claw hand when he takes action. I believe that his father may have a connection with Shaolin. If such a person does not have deep hatred, why should he provoke him? On the contrary, if he makes friends with him and pulls him into the holy gate, maybe, maybe he can become our holy master!"

Zhai Wushen: "Hmph, just him? Aunt, this person is an ungrateful person. I have helped his friends rehearse dances, but he slapped me in the face in front of those women and told me not to contact anyone around him in the future. What do you think he regards me as?"

The beautiful woman: "Oh, God of Dance, it's not my aunt who told you to practice the magic of the Heavenly Demon. Isn't it that I just let you practice how to seduce people? Haven't the Heavenly Demon Sound yet?"

Zhai Wushen: "Aunt, I have already gained some insights. As long as I give me some more time, I will definitely understand the true sound of the demon. Then there is no need to awaken the saint. I am the new generation of saints of the Holy Sect. Humph, Wang Hu also knows how powerful I am at that time!"

The beautiful woman: "Don't be arrogant, don't take it lightly. There are many people in the other holy sects practicing the Demonic Art, but ours is the most complete. Thank you grandpa for this!"[

Zhai Wushen: "I haven't seen my grandfather for a long time, and I don't know how he has been doing recently?"

...There were some home-censored chats. After listening for a while, Wang Hu took back the internal energy that was radiating from his body. In just a short while, he consumed at least twenty energy stones' internal energy, and felt very distressed, but he also learned some important news from the conversation between the two women!

"They are really practicing the Heavenly Demonic Art that only the Holy Saints can practice, but they seem to be incomplete. The Heavenly Demonic Sound has not been practiced. Well, I just say that this Zhai Wushen is not the Holy Sect Saint. Otherwise, why would the aura on his body be so pure, not a messy fragrance? I think they would not practice Xuanyin □□!

But what kind of holy saint girl awakens? Did she fall into a deep sleep?" Wang Hu couldn't figure it out, so he was ready to ask carefully. Use a reader to read tens of millions of novels, with no advertisements at all!

The car came to the Heavenly Emperor and drove into the underground parking lot under the guidance of the waiter. When Zhai Wushen and the beautiful woman got off the car, the waiter's expression was obviously shocked. Unexpectedly, the boss was actually in this car. I remember that the boss didn't seem to drive this car?

He then looked at Wang Hu again, feeling a little surprised. Could it be the boss's driver?

Zhai Wushen and the beautiful woman nodded to the waiter and then took Wang Hu to the bar. In order to avoid being high-profile, they went up a special passage and walked on the stairs.

The fourth floor is not very high. When you walk into a guest room, the beautiful woman's mentality is slightly relaxed and asked Wang Hu: "Do you need something to drink?"

"No need, aunt, stop busy, let's talk about serious business!" Wang Hu refused.

When she heard the title of "Auntie" again, the beautiful woman rolled her eyes so much that she understood a little why Zhai Wushen hated Wang Hu so cruelly. This boy spoke so terrible that it was impossible to hate him.

"Dance God, go and pour Mr. Wang a cup of coffee. Drink this to refresh yourself in the evening!" Zhai Wushen restrained his charm in front of the beautiful woman, but his every move was still tempting charm. Of course, her expression was cold. She couldn't laugh when facing Wang Hu. Seeing that the beautiful woman kept winking, she reluctantly went to pour coffee for Wang Hu.

The beautiful woman guided Wang Hu to sit on the reception chair with a noble and elegant smile on her face. At this time, she and the lobby on the third floor of Cathay Daxia were a different kind of beauty. "Mr. Wang, there were many small misunderstandings between us tonight, but after all, they were all misunderstandings. Our original intention was not to be enemies with each other. You hate the threat theory, and I also hate others calling me aunt!" The beautiful woman said with a black thread on her forehead: "I have a name, Zhai Yuhuan!"

"Oh, Aunt Zhai!" Wang Hu nodded and said, "Your name seems to be using Yang Yuhuan's name. Is it a pirated version?"

Zhai Yuhuan felt so angry that Wang Hu was so choking, "The name was given by my father. Do you think I want to call me Yuhuan? Also, although I am older than you, I can't be your aunt!" Every woman hopes that she is young and beautiful, and Zhai Yuhuan has the same mentality. Zhai Wushen calls her aunt and she doesn't feel old yet.

But when Wang Hu called her aunt or aunt, he suddenly felt like an older person, and he couldn't help feeling a little unhappy.

"Okay, then I'll call you Sister Yuhuan!" Wang Hu said freely.

"Sister Yuhuan?" This title made Zhai Yuhuan feel like he was the eldest sister next door. It sounded a little close. Wang Hu, whose beautiful eyes swept away the harmless expressions of people and animals, couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You called so ruthlessly just now, and now you call me so close. What are you doing?"

"Aunt Zhai, you are not Moji!" Wang Hu waved his hand and said, "Isn't it just a title? What's the big deal? Calling you this and that's not OK. What's wrong with asking me to call you? If you are unhappy, you can call me uncle! I don't care, really, call me!"

"That's the one who calls you uncle! You little brat!" Zhai Yuhuan glared. She used to rarely argue with people about these things, and today she doesn't know what's wrong. She and Wang Hu were like enemies gathering together, and she couldn't help but quarrel. Fortunately, Zhai Yuhuan was still quite stable. "Sister Yuhuan is better than an aunt. Can we treat each other honestly now?"[

"Be honest?" Wang Hu glanced at Zhai Yuhuan suspiciously, especially when he focused on his big white chest and dug his eyes hard. Then he reluctantly moved away. He swallowed and spitted secretly in his heart. On the surface, he said righteously: "Don't think about the clothes to seduce me. A good man must withstand loneliness, hook up, and masturbation!"

"What and what?" Zhai Yuhuan was inexplicably told by Wang Hu, but then he looked passionately, but his eyes flashed and stared at his chest. He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry, and said with hatred: "I said I'm honest with you, not clothes, but a little brat, I don't care about it at all!"
Chapter completed!