I Rely on Cultivating Immortals To Spread All Over the World

Although they tried very hard to help Nanyue, it was a pity that Nanyue didn't have many clothes, and only two sets of clothes could be worn out.

The styles are still very similar, there is not much difference.

As for makeup, they couldn't understand better than Nan Yue, they could only rack their brains to praise after Nan Yue had finished it.

However, no matter how much they boasted, Nan Yue remained unmoved, very firm in his goal-to be lustful, not to be seduced, and to be pitiful.

Therefore, the makeup is turned in a softer direction, and the lipstick has also picked a lighter color number.

After being formed, it looks beautiful, but without the slightest offensive power, it has a rather pitiful appearance.

This is not the first time I have seen each other, and Wu Mini and Yuan Xiaofu are not surprised.

It was when Nan Yue went downstairs that he met Ni Jiaming who was about to go upstairs head-on.

Ni Jiaming saw her momentarily, and he was slightly startled subconsciously. After a while, he returned to his senses, sinking his face and looking away.

When passing by with Nan Yue, he even snorted softly, full of disdain.

Nan Yue ignored it, and went downstairs calmly.

There is no bus stop in this place, and it is not easy to take a taxi. Under Wu Mini's reminder, she called an online taxi.

Online car-hailing is indeed convenient, and soon a nearby driver took the order, and very polite and gentlemanly, she was sent to the destination.

It's about the place where Nanyue is going, and it's a shop that can only afford it if it is rich or expensive.

As for Nanyue itself, it seemed that there was a lot of extravagance, so the driver didn't dare to strike up a conversation.

After getting off the bus, Nan Yue saw Wei Jun waiting at the door, and then subconsciously glanced at the surrounding environment.

This is a road halfway up the mountain, the trees are high and dense, perfectly blocking all sunlight.

There are very few cars on the road, let alone parking, it is basically impossible for paparazzi to take pictures nearby.

Behind Wei Jun, it is more appropriate to say that it is a restaurant than a manor.

At first glance, I only saw a straight road and a forest that grew completely naturally. No buildings were visible.

Such a formal thanks made Nan Yue frowned for a second.

Wei Jun approached: "Miss Nan, please here."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Wei." Nan Yue showed a little bit of restraint, and thanked him tensedly.

Wei Jun smiled: "Don't be too nervous, today is a gathering of friends, it has nothing to do with the show."

Nan Yue was even more excited, almost staggering under his feet, and after hurriedly standing still, his face was half blush.

Wei Jun didn't say anything, but secretly sighed, sure enough, some people are born to be suitable for the stage.

This Nanyue is the same as his own BOSS, both on and off stage.

But I don’t know, Nan Yue happened to be very perfunctory, so happy that he didn’t say much and watched, he was also trying to figure out—

Since it is a gathering of friends, the request to add a WeChat friend should be just a trivial matter, right?

It was impossible for the two of them to walk in for such a long road. After entering the gate, they boarded a sightseeing car like a scenic spot.

Walking through the woods, I came to a small fountain square, next to an out-of-sight lawn, where someone was playing golf.

Nan Yue thought for a while, and found that he couldn't imagine how Sheng Jingheng looked when he played golf.

Probably because she still didn't have more close contact with him, always separated by a certain distance, like a cloud on the ground.

She didn't expect that as soon as she finished thinking about it, she waited for the opportunity to get along with Sheng Jingheng alone.

After Wei Jun took her to a luxurious box with fragrance, he closed the door and left.

Nan Yue walked in, only to find that there was only one person in it except her. .

The man wearing a thin dark blue sweater and black trousers was standing with his back to her and standing in front of the French windows.