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Chapter 9 009 In this world, her son is immune to only one person

Lan Xi felt that there might be a bit of a hooligan temperament in her bones, thinking of her suddenly awakened hooligan temperament, Lan Xi was a little sad.

But soon she didn't think so.

She felt that it was still Qi Yang's problem. When meeting him, the saint had to bring out her hooligan temperament in her bones.

In the face of such stunning beauty, not to be a hooligan would be a waste of money.

Thinking of it this way, Lan Xi felt a lot more balanced.

Qi Yang protected Lan Xi, raised his head and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on?"

Gao Xiaocheng, who was driving the car, was very innocent, and scolded angrily: "The bad guy on the road next door, I don't know if he was in a hurry to reincarnate, suddenly changed the road, and didn't turn on the lights. He didn't even open his eyes to see what kind of car we are. Super. If I didn't step on the brakes in time, he would have to pay him to run naked without even wearing his underpants."

Hearing the phrase "scratch pens, underpants and streaking", Qi Yang glanced down at Lanxi, coughed lightly, "Pay attention to civilized words."

"Ah..." Gao Xiaocheng was at a loss, didn't they usually talk like this, why did he suddenly speak in a civilized manner?

Gao Xiaocheng looked through the rearview mirror to see what his boss was up to, and happened to see the goblin who had cultivated in an unknown cave lying on his boss's lap, and he suddenly realized, "Oh, good boss."

Gao Xiaocheng and Qi Er, the co-pilot, looked at each other and felt that something was wrong.

How many times has their boss been in contact with that female fairy today, hugging her waist, touching her face, and now she is lying in her arms?

Of course these are not the point.

The point is, their boss doesn't have any allergies.

So is this the difference between a woman and a banshee?

Gao Xiaocheng felt that it was necessary to report such important information to his wife.

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Qiao Xiaoya went crazy after getting the autograph. She hugged Lan Xi excitedly and kissed her forehead, nose, cheeks, and finally her lips. Fortunately, Lan Xi avoided her with her head tilted.

She smiled and scolded: "Gun Gun, my first kiss is for my future husband."

Qiao Xiaoya hugged Lan Xi like a mangy dog, "Baby, you are so nice, I want to be your husband."

Lan Xi let her hold her helplessly: "Don't, I'm worried that your mother will break your dog legs. Besides, I want to eat your mother's roast goose. It's delicious."

"Want to eat?" Qiao Xiaoya raised her head from her arms and said, "Tomorrow, I will take a rest tomorrow, let's go back together and let my mother make it for you."

Lan Xi shook his head: "Not tomorrow, I'm going to the company."

"What are you doing? Aren't you out of action recently?"

"Broker, you forgot." Lan Xi felt a little disgusted when he thought of Li Li, his manager. Although he didn't want to see him, he had to face it because he thought about dealing with her in the future.

Qiao Xiaoya slapped her forehead, "Blame me, why did you forget that old witch? It's all because I'm too superior. Then, I will go with you tomorrow, and I will definitely not let you suffer."

……

**
Qi Yang apartment, audio-visual room.

"Momo, look at the camera, look at my mother, Momo, don't look at the sheep..."

In the video, a reduced version of Qi Yang is dressed in a small suit, dressed like a little prince. His facial features are not as sharp as they are now, but with a little baby fat, which makes him look handsome and cute. He looks at him quietly. There is a child wearing a sheep's clothes on the side.

"No, Yangyang, come here quickly and help Auntie record the video, there's no way Brother Momo just looks at you..."

The kid in sheep clothes was pink and tender, with curved brows and bright eyes, and ran past bouncing around. His carefree appearance looked like a cheerful little sheep.

The video screen shakes for a while, then freezes again.

"Brother Mo Mo, be good, look here..."

In the video, there was a child's soft and waxy voice, with a childish milky smell. It sounded like white clouds in the sky, making people feel soft all over.

"Baa baa baa, I am a sheep baa baa, cute sheep baa baa, baa baa baa, I am a sheep baa baa, soft sheep baa baa, baa baa baa, I am a sheep baa baa, Momo's sheep baa Meh..."

The same song as Qi Yang's mobile phone rings in the audio-visual room, cheerful and lively, pure and beautiful.

In the world on the screen, blue sky and white clouds, flowers and balloons, everyone in it is filled with happy smiles.

Qi Yang sat on the carpet with his back against the sofa, with one leg bent and the other straight, holding a glass of orange juice in his hand, with a decadent posture and a gentle and painful expression.

The joyous atmosphere in the video did not infect him, he seemed to be abandoned in a corner where no one paid attention.

"Brother Mo Mo, happy birthday!"

Immediately, the audiovisual room fell into brief darkness, and the video ended. After a while, the screen returned to its original appearance, with a cute little sheep in the picture.

Qi Yang raised his head and drank the orange juice in the glass, looked at the screen and murmured: "...is that you, Yangyang?"

……

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After sending Qi Yang back to the apartment at night, Gao Xiaocheng took out his mobile phone and prepared to call Mrs. Qi.

At this moment, Ms. Jiang Ruxue, Mrs. Praying, is wearing silk pajamas, sitting in front of her dressing table worth tens of millions of skin care products. There are countless top brand skin care products on the dressing table.

Although Ms. Jiang Ruxue is a middle-aged mistress, she still has a charming charm. Her face, which is built up by tens of millions of skin care expenses every year, is still radiant. She has been practicing yoga with private training all the year round, and her figure is still graceful. People will believe that she is only 30 years old. .

"Dinglingling..." Gao Xiaocheng called.

Ms. Jiang Ruxue answered the phone, switched on the speakerphone, and talked on the phone while moisturizing her face, "Xiao Cheng, it's so late, is there something wrong with Mo Mo?"

Gao Xiaocheng said excitedly: "There is something, there is something big."

Ms. Jiang Ruxue slipped her hand in fright, and the vial worth six figures fell on the dressing table. Most of the essence was poured out. She couldn't take care of it, and asked in a panic, "What's wrong with Mo Mo?"

"Ma'am, don't worry," Gao Xiaocheng comforted when he heard the voice, and then explained: "The boss met a goblin who is not allergic today, oh no, it is a woman who is not allergic."

Ms. Jiang Ruxue breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say that Gao Xiaocheng was not prudent at all, and it was not appropriate to be frizzy and yelling.

In the next second, she heard her own imageless exclamation and asked: "What did you say? Say it again." The elegance of the rich and powerful family fell to the ground.

Gao Xiaocheng elaborated on how he met Lan Xi today, and how his boss hugged and touched Lan Xi, but finally he didn't have any allergies.

Jiang Ruxue's eyes widened: "How is that possible!!" She clearly knew that her son's allergy to women was not a pathological disease, but a psychological disease.

So his son's mental illness is not good, and it is impossible for him to be immune to women.

Back then, when Qi Mo was only 6 years old, he took his nanny and hired a gang of murderous kidnappers to kidnap the 6-year-old little Qimo in order to extort money from Qi's family.

Later, because of a disagreement, the vicious kidnapper brutally killed the nanny in front of Xiao Qimo. Not only that, the kidnapper also gave the 6-year-old Xiao Qimo a knife and deliberately recorded it.

Jiang Ruxue threw up after watching the video.

Little Qimo suffered from autism after being rescued and this kind of mental illness that is allergic to women. Whenever she touches a woman, a red rash will appear all over her body, like blood, itchy and painful.

In this world, her son is only immune to one person, but how could it be possible...

(End of this chapter)