Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 769 My Little Dragon is 1 and a half years old

Gu Zheng was wearing a brown suit and his hair was pulled back, which was the most fashionable slicked back hairstyle at the moment. However, compared to other people's slicked back hairstyles, Gu Zheng's hairstyle looked more Western.

After all, he had studied abroad, and his aesthetic taste was far superior to others at this time.

He held on his arm a beautiful young woman who was wearing a dress and had black hair tied up with a headband.

There were two men who were also dressed like rich young men following beside him. Lingyao took a quick glance and had some impression of them.

It seemed like they were the two bad friends who covered up for Gu Zheng and hid the original owner Gu Zheng’s marriage.

However, Lingyao remembered that one of the two, named Shen Wenchang, had secretly extended an olive branch to the original owner and expressed his affection for her.

It seems to be the one on the right, the one with the secondary frame?

When Lingyao lowered her head to look down, she saw that the man with glasses was also looking up.

So sensitive...

Downstairs, Gu Zheng followed the arrangements of his parents and went out to eat and dance with the daughter of the Song family, his fiancée Song Zhiyi, to cultivate their relationship.

He had sent people to invite He Lingyao several times in the past two days but failed to get her, and he was not very happy.

He wondered if he was too nice to He Lingyao, which was why she dared to act like that in front of him.

She was very well behaved when we first met.

However, he had to keep up the good work. Gu Zhen was worried about meeting He Lingyao on the road, so every time he took Song Zhiyi out, they would go to the busy streets here, and they would choose the most expensive Chunmanlou for dinner. He Lingyao usually would not come to these places.

Feeling that it was a bit boring to stroll around alone, Gu Zheng called his two friends over.

One was Shen Wenchang, the president of Contemporary Newspaper, and the other was Zhang Guolin, the son of the bank president.

The three of them had eaten on the second floor and wanted to come down to dance, mainly because Song Zhiyi wanted to dance with her fiancé.

Gu Zheng knows a lot of dance steps, and after studying abroad for so many years, he dances very beautifully.

This attracted a lot of admiring glances from the girls. Song Zhiyi was infected by the atmosphere and admired Gu Zheng even more.

Gu Zheng just slid his feet according to muscle memory and put them down.

In my heart, I was wondering what had suddenly gone wrong with He Lingyao, but in the end I became too lazy to think about it anymore.

He smiled softly at the fashionable girl who was secretly looking at him with a blushing face.

Song Zhiyi saw it and pursed her lips in displeasure, but she quickly came to her senses.

Gu Zhen had studied abroad, so this was just his gentlemanly etiquette. It was said that in foreign countries, people still kissed each other on the cheek as a greeting! Song Zhiyi, a young lady who had been raised in seclusion since childhood, dared not even think about it.

Fortunately, Gu Zhen didn't learn this etiquette...

Upstairs, Xiaolong swept away everything on the table. Lingyao taught Xiaolong how to rinse his mouth. Xiaolong watched Lingyao's steps and his eyes rolled around.

When Lingyao put down the cup and motioned for him to follow suit, Xiaolong immediately imitated Lingyao's movements and used his claws to wrap the cup and rinse his mouth.

Only then did Lingyao realize that the little thing's claws seemed to be able to soften and deform according to his thoughts.

Why didn’t you tell me this function earlier?

Lingyao waited for him to finish rinsing his mouth, then held his little head and asked.

"Can you become someone like me?"

The little dragon groaned.

Bao Fu was very self-conscious: "Host baby, this means you can't do it. If you can, I think you can give me a translation fee."

Lingyao: "I don't have any money, but I have my life."

Baofu: "Haha... Kind words bring good relationships, bad words hurt people's hearts, offline, don't miss me!"

Most dragons are hatched and raised by the dragon clan themselves, but the little dragon was an unlucky one. He was stolen before he could hatch, and he had to use up all his strength to break out of the shell.

Now, only a small part of his spiritual power is left, which is not enough for him to transform into a human form.

The rich man who had just said he would log off suddenly remembered that he forgot to say something, so he rolled back in shame.

"Host baby, you can feed Xiaolong something with strong spiritual power to help him increase his cultivation, so that he can make up for his cultivation and transform into a human form. For example, the Polygonum multiflorum cake you just sold..."

Having said that, Bao Fu was really in trouble this time.

Lingyao, who had already sold the things: ...I hope Fugui has a stomachache and don't forget to eat.

Lingyao thought of the note that the old man had just stuffed in her mouth, so she packed up her things, paid the bill and left the restaurant.

After Xiaolong had eaten his fill, he took a nap in the bag.

The waiter who came to clean up the food was shocked when he saw the empty plates. That girl looked quite thin, but how could she eat so much? This was almost enough for several people.

As for Gu Zheng, after dancing, he sat on the sofa chair nearby, eating snacks, drinking and chatting happily, until a figure flashed before his eyes and his eyes paused slightly.

Unfortunately, there was a group of people dancing in front of me, and their shadows appeared and disappeared from time to time, making it difficult to see clearly.

Just then, Song Zhiyi saw an acquaintance and went to another table to chat. Gu Zheng turned around and asked Shen Wenchang next to him: "I think I saw He Lingyao just now, did you see her?"

Shen Wenchang's eyes flickered: "You must have seen it wrong, how could she come to such a place."

"That's right." Gu Zheng was persuaded by Shen Wenchang, "But they really looked alike just now."

Shen Wenchang just smiled and said nothing.

Lingyao followed the address written on the paper and found the building with a large plaque that read "Baocui Zhai".

This is a very stylish shop. The first floor is filled with beautiful cheongsams and Western clothes, and the second floor is filled with jewelry. Lingyao went to the third floor according to what was written on the paper.

The third floor seemed much more ordinary than the luxurious first and second floors. Not to mention the customers, there was only one person looking after the store.

However, Lingyao discovered the secret with just a casual glance.

The plain-looking table on the third floor was casually filled with first-grade yellow talisman paper, priced at 100 silver dollars per piece. There were also ordinary ones next to it, priced at 30 silver dollars per piece. There were also various types of cinnabar for making talismans next to it. Various rare items were placed in the glass cabinet.

Lingyao also saw a ghost catcher, but it was not as good as hers.

Seeing that she had been standing in front of the table for a long time, the shopkeeper, who was originally wearing black round glasses, slid the frame of the glasses off his nose and looked over the sunglasses at Lingyao.

"My dear, what would you like to buy?"

"Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng."

"Do you want it to be soaked in spiritual spring water or not?"

"It's all right."

"How much?"

"Ten pounds of each."

"How much?" The shopkeeper, who was originally searching with his back turned, couldn't help but raise his voice and turned to look at Lingyao to see if she was joking.

"A Lingzhi that has been soaked in spiritual spring water costs 600 silver dollars, and an unsoaked one costs 100 silver dollars. You said you want ten kilograms?"