[ when has the Lord of the southern heaven city, the Vice-capital, ever personally welcomed an ordinary person? ]
"What do you think?" The Lord of the southern heaven city glared at him. "Open your eyes! Hmph!"
Then, he got on the demonic beast, and his angry face changed to a smile. Lord Xia, the dishes have been prepared in the ninth living room. I hope you like them.
"No need, just arrange a good guest room for us." Xia qingchen casually replied.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener meant it.
Protector Zhao's heart trembled violently. He finally understood how ironic Xia qingchen's words were.'I'll ask and find you after I've clarified everything'.
In Xia qingchen's eyes, living room number eight, which he thought was infallible, was worthless!
Because he didn't even care about living room number nine!
When he recalled how he wanted to write a letter of recommendation to Xia qingchen and how proud he was of himself, his old face turned hot.
