Manager Zhao smiled awkwardly and glanced at Qiu Chongfeng in the room, but Qiu Chongfeng didn't look at him. He lowered his eyebrows and didn't know what he was thinking.
Manager Zhao was helpless and could only respond in a low voice.
"We don't want to lose the goods. This matter is a bit complicated..."
"Complicated? How complicated? Qiu Zongfeng came to talk to us."
Su Qian found a place to sit down in the house. Instead of looking at Manager Zhao, she focused her eyes on Qiu Gongfeng, who had been silent.
Qiu Zongfeng was watching his nose and heart at the moment. There was quite a lot of quarrel with Manager Zhao just now.
Qiu Congfang is a middle-aged woman. She has a fairly upright appearance, is a little put on, has a foundation-building level of cultivation, and her hair is a bit messy. It can be seen that Qiu Chongfang has not been doing well in the past few days.
After being asked by Su Qi'an, Qiu Gongfeng stood up. He first gave Su Qi'an a respectful junior salute, and then replied in a hoarse voice, pretending to be nonchalant.
"This junior made an oversight error in this matter, please ask the Immortal to punish you."
"You have to tell me what happened."
Qiu Gongfeng stood there bent over, speechless for a long time. Manager Zhao looked impatient and jumped in.
"This matter..."
Sun Yunmeng glanced at him, and Manager Zhao paled, and the words he was about to explain choked in his mouth.
This Guanshi Zhao is not a monk, but a mortal with spiritual roots. If his spiritual roots are not good, he cannot be considered a progressive person. He has worked hard all his life but has not been able to draw Qi into his body. He is now a bit old.
Manager Zhao was frightened and subconsciously hid behind Qiu Chongfeng. His subconscious reaction was quite interesting.
"Qiu Congfeng, there is a rule in my cabinet that people of the same superior and subordinates cannot have personal relationships."
Su Qi'an smiled and nodded, but Qiu Zongfeng did not immediately refute, which made the smile on Su Qi'an's face disappear a little.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became a little anxious. In the end, Manager Zhao couldn't stand the atmosphere and reached out to pull Qiu Chongfeng.
Qiu Gongfeng threw away Manager Zhao's hand in disgust. This move actually made Su Qian's expression soften.
"Qiu Zongfeng, what on earth is going on."
Qiu Gongfeng gritted his teeth and finally spoke in a dumb voice.
When Qiu Gongfeng confessed to Su Qian and the others, Mo You was preparing to refine the second furnace.
The furnace had been preheated and Mo You was about to throw the materials into it when there was a knock on the door of the alchemy room.
The sound insulation effect in the alchemy room was very good, and the knocking on the door was not loud. After Mo You hesitated for a while, he opened the ban on the alchemy room.
The door of the alchemy room was pushed open, and the fragrance of the alchemy in the alchemy room floated out. Shaoyao, who was holding cakes and tea in his hand, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then his eyes towards Mo You became fiery.
"Little fairy, I brought some snacks and tea, do you want to use some?"
Mo You's eyes paused on the tray she was holding, and then nodded.
"Put your things down."
Shaoyao stepped into the alchemy room with curved eyebrows, and the door of the alchemy room slowly closed behind her.
Mo You looked directly at Shaoyao, but Shaoyao came to Mo You step by step, and then placed the tray in front of Mo You.
"The dim sum in our building is excellent, I want to try it, little immortal."
"..."
"The little immortal is able to make alchemy at such a young age, and the quality is very good. Such a talent is really enviable. Someone like me who has talent but no resources may spend his whole life still being a mortal."
Shaoyao's eyes were bright, and Mo You saw paranoia in them.
"Xianxian, please try some dim sum. The dim sum in our building is excellent."
"Shaoyao, you have become a demon."
Shaoyao was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch his fair and beautiful face. The tender and smooth touch made Shaoyao frown again.
"What kind of obsession, little fairy, I don't understand what you are talking about. Aren't you hungry, little fairy? This snack is particularly delicious."
Shaoyao picked up the plate with snacks on the tray and held it in front of Mo You.
"Little fairy, try it, this is really delicious."
The plate was almost facing Mo You's face, but she just looked at the peony indifferently and said after a long while.
"As you practice and cultivate your mind, you should learn to let go."
Shaoyao stared straight at Mo You, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.
"What do you know? What do you, a cultivating genius, know?"
Peony approached, and the plate with pastries was pressed against Mo You's face. At such a close distance, Mo You's expression remained calm.
"Do you know how much effort I put in to introduce Qi into my body? Do you know how much I paid to get that little resource? You don't know anything, and you want me to learn to let go?!"
The pastry plate was knocked over by peony, and she reached out to pinch Mo You's neck, but this time Mo You dodged it.
Shaoyao missed the hit and tried to continue, but his hands and feet were entangled by a golden thread and he was completely unable to move!
Mo You made the secret in her hand, and the other end of the golden silk thread was pinched in her hand. Mo You looked at Shaoyao with a hint of madness and didn't know what to say.
"What do you know? What do you know! You don't know anything!!" After Shaoyao yelled, there was a strong look of sadness on her face, her beautiful eyebrows were stained with some pain, and her voice became softer.
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"You hurt me, little fairy, you hurt me..."
She lowered her eyebrows, as if she was really sobbing, but there was a strong look of jealousy in her eyes when she looked at Mo You from bottom to top.
"Little fairy, you hurt me. Peony hurts. Peony hurts. Little fairy, please put some peony, okay~"
Mo You hooked the fingers holding the golden thread, and wrapped the golden thread around her middle finger. Then she stretched out the hand wrapped with the golden thread, and gently touched Shaoyao's fair and beautiful face.
Like a kitten or puppy, Shaoyao rubbed her cheek against Mo You's chubby little hand with an extremely humble and flattering attitude, but her eyes as she stared at Mo You seemed to be quenched with poison.
"Little immortal master, it hurts me. Peony hurts. Can you let go of peony? Shaoyao will take good care of the immortal master. Peony will be very obedient..."
Mo You's fingers found a certain point on Shaoyao's face, and the tip of his index finger gently slid on it. A shallow fine line was drawn on Shaoyao's white and tender face, forming a short pattern.
Mo You pinched the face that was turned up due to the short formation, and effortlessly tore off Shaoyao's beautiful face.
Under this beautiful face, there is another face!
Shaoyao, who was trapped in the demonic barrier, didn't feel that she was being torn apart. She was still staring straight at Mo You, her voice became more and more charming, and the face of such a beautiful woman had crisscrossed blue and red veins, like