Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

"Why, don't you dare?" Liu Simin looked at Xia Feng and said, "don't you always have great courage?"

"That's not blowing." Xia Feng blew again. In fact, his mind was turning. He didn't know whether what Liu Simin said was true or false. It was estimated that it might be true. Liu Simin seemed to really have a hobby of collecting beautiful women.

"It's not blowing." Liu Simin nodded.

Xia Feng couldn't figure out her true intention, but she was speechless for a moment.

After driving for nearly an hour, I entered a manor like place, covering a large area, which is comparable to the place where Liu Simin lives.

Stop in front of a villa like house, Liu Simin gets off, enters the house, and Xia Feng follows in.

The maid led the way to a large living room. Liu Simin sat down, but the horsetail bodyguard didn't sit, but stood next to her sofa.

Xia Feng doesn't care. Da La sits down.

As long as he is with Liu Simin, he deliberately shows an atmosphere or rage.

Without seeing the host, the maid served tea. Liu Simin didn't drink tea. She sat there with her feet tilted and took out her mobile phone to brush.

Xia Feng brought tea and secretly guessed the identity of the owner of the house.

Just look at this manor villa, the owner's financial resources are not ordinary.

Then Liu Simin's previous words said that he robbed the word, which proved that the owner's status was not low.

Why does Liu Simin dare to rob, but say that the owner's status is not low?

The reason is that if the position is far lower than that of Liu Simin, you don't have to grab it. Just say it or even make a wink.

For example, Liu Ruyan's family background is pretty good, but Xiao Hong was as frightened as the rabbit who saw the big gray wolf when she saw Liu Simin coming.

Because if Liu Simin likes Liu Ruyan, as long as he says hello, Liu Ruyan's father is completely unable to refuse.

The owner of the house, however, wants Liu Simin to rob it, which proves that the status and power of the owner is at least much stronger than Liu Ruyan's father. He was guessing. When he heard a noise upstairs, he raised his eyes and came out of a red shadow around the corner.

A woman in a long red dress.

This woman should be one or two years older than Liu Simin. She is in her early thirties. She is tall, has a melon seed face, willow eyebrows and a waterfall like black hair. Her hair tip is dyed a little red and a little fluffy. In nature, there is a mature charm of a woman.

Although she was wearing a long skirt, the skirt was slotted. As she walked down step by step, her long snow-white legs appeared from time to time. Xia Feng only looked at it and shouted in his heart, "what a romantic woman."

Yes, although he didn't know this woman at all, he had this feeling at a glance. He was a romantic figure, not an ordinary person.

"Min min." the woman greeted Liu Simin with a smile. The laughter was clear and bright, with a strong breath.

"Sister Wan." Liu Simin took her cell phone and looked at the woman named sister Wan. She seemed to appreciate: "your skirt is good."

"Really?" sister Wan giggled.

Xia Feng has seen many women laugh. Some women look good and laugh ugly. Some women look average but laugh very good.

Sister Wan's smile did not let him see beauty and ugliness. What he saw was publicity.

His eyes seemed not to be a person, but a red peony, the king of flowers, blooming recklessly in the spring.

"This woman." Xia Feng whispered in his heart, but he didn't know how to evaluate it, but the previous feeling was stronger - this woman was different.

Sister Wan smiled and walked over, but her eyes slipped on Xia Feng and said, "Minmin, how did you change your style this time?"

"No change." Liu Simin shook her head and looked at sister Wan with bright eyes: "sister Wan is not an ordinary person. I have to take some new measures."

"Oh, I can't stand Minmin's view of me like that." sister Wan smiled again.

Xia Feng was confirmed by Liu Simin's words that this woman was really unusual. Liu Simin dared not despise her.

Sister Wan glanced at Xia Feng again, but did not stop. Obviously, Liu Simin brought Xia Feng and said so, which surprised her a little, but she didn't pay too much attention.

"In fact, Xiaoyou can give Yuner directly to you, so you don't have to scare me." sister Wan smiled and sat down.

"Hum." Liu Simin snorted, "that soft egg."

"Then you can't blame him." sister Wan smiled and shook her head. "He can't provoke you or me. There's no way."

This seems to be an explanation for the little right, but his face is full of pride.

Obviously, the little right can't provoke either side, but they give the promise they say to sister Wan instead of Liu Simin, which proves that sister Wan has more power to intimidate the little right.

Xia Feng only felt that sister Wan was not easy. Liu Simin wanted to grab a word, and her status and power would not be much lower than Liu Simin.

At this moment, judging from what Xiaoyou did, it is obvious that sister Wan's status and power are not weaker than Liu Simin, but even stronger, because Xiaoyou chose sister Wan, not Liu Simin.

"It seems that this woman came from a big family." Xia Feng couldn't guess sister Wan's identity, but he had a basic estimation.

"Hum." Liu Simin snorted again, looked at sister Wan and said, "I have a crush on Yuner, so I won't let go. Come on, what conditions do you want to give her to me."

"Is any condition OK?" sister Wan giggled.

She has been laughing, not only because she loves to laugh, but also because she has a psychological advantage.

"You can put forward any conditions." Liu Simin never smiled.

However, she didn't laugh and didn't seem weak. Her eyes were bright and always with a threatening momentum.

Hearing this, sister Wan giggled and didn't respond directly. She turned her eyes and said, "Minmin, you're still so impatient. That's why you came. Let's enjoy Yuner's dance. I'm busy these days and haven't taken care of it yet."

She said, clapping her hands gently. With her applause, several women came in, some with Xiao and some with Qin, as if they were musicians.

They sat down, arranged their instruments, and another woman came out.

This woman is dressed in ancient costume. Xia Feng seems to have seen it in the image. One said that the dancers in the TV drama of the Tang Dynasty were dressed like this.

But before he could remember which play it was, his eyes suddenly widened.

The dancer seems to be the girl in the red dress yesterday.

"What a coincidence?" he couldn't help staring at the dancer.

He was not sure. Yesterday's girl in red dress didn't make up, but today the dancer was dressed up and powdered. To tell the truth, he really didn't dare to confirm.