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Chapter 179 Xianjia Hotel Supplier

Chapter 178 Xianjia Hotel Supplier

What kind of demeanor should a real Xian family boss have?

Liu Pingan naturally didn’t know, but looking at the scene before him, it seemed that it was almost enough.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the heavenly palace is ethereal, the stars are like chess, and the world is independent.

Okay, what kind of boss is a polished commander, a huge fairy palace, there is only such a fairy, and it’s too deserted.

No way, this is the roof of my house. It is normal for me to stay alone and watch the scenery. It is not incomprehensible that I am the only one who is alone in the fairyland.

After all, this farmhouse named Shangloulou has never actually been listed for business. Today’s business can be regarded as a so-so.

The guests thought they didn’t have them, and even those dreamy employees did not show up.

Only me.

Uh, I don’t seem to be the only one. After all, the guests are two big beauties, and one of them can’t be explained clearly.

My mother can’t be with her. When a woman is such a magical creature, when she is careful to care about it, her mind is really quite small.

So my wife should be there, but I don’t know what kind of identity she will be in this dream.

The answer Liu Pingan wanted came out soon.

The clouds around him are changing, and one more person comes out of nothing, with a pretty face, beautiful eyes, and crooked eyebrows.

Isn’t it the wife Xia Yingqiu?

“You came?”

Liu Ping’an spoke, a little deep, and he felt like a big boss, but he was a little inexplicably guilty. After all, this is someone else’s dream. Who knows what kind of existence his wife would be in someone else’s dream.

In case it is the drama of “the gods are jealous” in the Xianxia romance film, the fairy king and the queen who have lived for tens of thousands of years and millions of years are the kind of awkwardly busy falling in love that has nothing to do.

“Can I not come? This is the first business we took, and I can’t let you smash the sign that we haven’t hung up yet.”

Xia Yingqiu spoke, her expression as coldly faint as ever, Yin & Yang’s voice as always weird, as if the whole world owed her something, she felt that the eyes were not the eyes, the nose, or the nose.

Calm and used to it.

You have to recognize and endure the one you choose.

Liu Ping’an endured forbearance, but he didn’t hold it back. He stretched out his hand cautiously, poked cautiously, touched it boldly, and finally grabbed it naturally.

Anyway, dreaming, things in dreams, can be more true to me, isn’t it?

Just get started.

As a result, the feel is very familiar and the touch is very real.

Then I saw Xia Yingqiu fly over, coldly looking completely disinterested: “Go away.”

The unique flavor is more real.

Liu Pingan subconsciously took a breath, feeling that he was almost choked.

“Are you really you, my wife?”

Liu Pingan only felt a toothache, and almost forgot to maintain his own image as a big boss, and wanted to jump his feet.

Just now Xia Yingqiu was born out of nothing. There was a considerable sense of sight. It happened not long ago. When the mission was signed in the last Dreamland, it was in Liu Xianger’s dream bubble.

At that time, Xia Yingqiu also looked coldly and faintly. It seemed that he was a wife, but she said that she was not his Xiaoqiu, but his food supplier, and asked him to call her the system.

At that time, he was stunned. After reacting, he couldn’t help but turned his head in astonishment, and looked at the person around him as if he had never known him before.

That is Liu Xiang’er’s dream. Everything in it is a reflection of Liu Xiang’er’s subconscious mind, and is a fantasy derived from Liu Xiang’er’s perception of reality.

Liu Xianger thinks that the little boss who sells boiled eggs to the door has nothing to do with his wife. There is only a system called a gourmet supplier. His stable supply of double yolk eggs and the Shilixiang peppers added to the boiled double yolk eggs are all provided by that system. delicacy.

The significance of the system’s existence is only to provide him with unusual food, and it is by no means an incarnation to be a proprietress for him.

Liu Pingan even wondered if he was narcissistic, whether Liu Xianger had the whimsical idea of ​​becoming the boss’s wife by herself.

After all, in that dreamland, he was a living fairy with his own system, and she was a young and lovely little beauty of eighteen or nineteen years old.

The immortals in the world fall in love with ordinary girls, let’s go, you can have dozens of episodes of ancient costume idol dramas on the water.

The situation now is quite similar to that of the time. Liu Pingan, who has a strong sense of sight, couldn’t help but started to move his hands again. As a result, he rolled his eyes and made him feel excited.

The same expression and the same words can be regarded as a reappearance of the scene completely, but Liu Ping’an just feels something is wrong from it, and he doesn’t know if he is a thief and suspicious.

Ah yeah, there are some inexplicable guilty consciences. After all, I ran into someone else’s dream, but it is impossible to be a thief. I have never stolen anything in my life.

I don’t know what kind of existence would be like Liu Ping’s, a secluded mountain village boss, and his wife next to Wu Ruomei’s subconscious mapping.

“I am indeed me, but I am not your wife, please respect yourself.”

Xia Yingqiu’s coldly faint answer made Liu Ping’an even more dazed, and he had to learn it subconsciously. After all, the touch just now was very familiar and real.

If it weren’t for his wife, who had he been with all these years?

“I am your hotel supplier, my full name is Xianjia Hotel Supplier. I am committed to building a Xianjia Hotel to achieve leisurely Sage. You can call me the system.”

“Although we are bound by mistake, you should not be entangled in the trivialities of the mundane world. You have to look to the future, don’t forget your own long-cherished wish, and don’t neglect my mission.”

“Just like now, this is the first business of our Xianjia Hotel, and we can’t afford to lose it.”

“So, stand aside.”

“You blocked me from cooking.”

Xia Yingqiu’s expression is still so coldly faint, and Xia Yingqiu’s voice is still so Yin & Yang weird. This is the daily routine that Liu Ping is familiar with, but because of her next actions, she feels that her whole person has become extremely strange.

She stretched out her hand.

It’s the right hand with limited mobility.

One of the sequelae of that serious illness in my childhood is the inconvenience of movement of this hand. In many cases, it will appear clumsy and stiff, and it will often appear that I cannot hold anything securely.

Liu Pingan looked at the outstretched hand and suddenly felt that he had found the reason for its inconvenience and awkwardness.

On the slender and white palms, golden lines emerged, one by one became clear, and then stretched out until it sank into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

It was a chain of interlocking chains with mysterious and primitive patterns on it, like a talisman engraved with one after another.

According to legend, life and death can be suppressed, and Yin & Yang’s kind of talisman can be banned.