Suddenly, the faces of the nine girls headed by Dongfang Xuetong turned red, obviously understanding what he meant.
On the other hand, Yan Qing'er blinked his eyes, looking like he didn't understand at all, and even opened his mouth to make a sound.
"A project worth tens of billions? What is it specifically about?"
Suddenly, even Xiao Yao's parents were speechless and didn't know what to say.
Xiao Yao The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ancient God Realm monk, didn't you even hear the metaphor of these words?
Are you really innocent, or are you deliberately trying to get entangled with him?
He felt that it should be the latter, and the former was unlikely. After all, this was a monk who had reached the level of the Ancient God Realm.
The time spent cultivating is at least measured in hundreds of millions of years, and even billions or tens of billions of years are very likely to be the unit of measurement.
How is it possible that one is not clear about what is going on between the Daoist couple?
Xiao Yao looked cold and said, "Ask your parents, they will tell you the answer."
"Huh! If you don't want to tell me, just say I won't tell you. I'm not asking you to explain." Yan Qing'er's voice was slightly angry.
As for the real reason, of course she left Yan Family a long time ago. How could she ask her parents at this time?
Xiao Yao Although he was aware of this matter, he was so angry that he did not take it into consideration.
"Then you go to your guest room and stay there. If anything happens, let's have a spiritual exchange."
Yan Qing'er glared at Xiao Yao, then looked at Xiao Yao's mother, and her tone of voice was much gentler than before.
"Please take me to the guest room!"
An Yingjuan immediately began to lead the way.
When Xiao Yao saw his parents leaving the courtyard, he turned to Bai Yun'er and the other girls and said, "Let's talk after we go in."
"Okay!"
One after another, the sounds of nature have different timbres, but they are all sweet.
Xiao Yao strode into the house. With a wave of his hand, he imposed a restriction and began to tell what happened before.
"So that's how it is. I thought that Yan Qing'er's hands and eyes were so powerful that he caught you directly!" Long Xiaoxiao put his hand on his chest and looked relieved.
Xiao Yao smiled softly and opened his mouth to explain, "Long'er, if she was really that powerful, we would have been found long ago, and we wouldn't have waited until now."
"Haha, that's right!" Long Xiaoxiao covered up his embarrassment with laughter, looking like a madman.
Xiao Yao did not make any other move, but suddenly hugged Long Xiaoxiao. He knew that this was a sign that Long Xiaoxiao was worried about him, and any harsh criticism or abuse would hurt the other person's love.
Long Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then showed a happy smile and gently leaned her head on Xiao Yao's strong and broad shoulders.
They looked like a couple of gods and gods, making the other monks in the room full of envy.
As for jealousy and hatred, this does not exist because they know that they will also get this love from Xiao Yao.
At the same time, Yan Qing'er, who had already moved into a clean and tidy room with an intoxicating fragrance, was carefully observing the situation here.
"Holy crap! Isn't this his Fourth Master? Why do you keep such an intimate gesture?"
"And the most important thing is, Xiao Yao Fourth Master looks like he is enjoying himself."
Yan Qing'er had a picture of his grandpa and grandma loving each other appearing in his mind, and this seemed to be the case.
Is this a normal relationship that can exist between Master-Disciple?
Because she had never experienced it, she didn't understand it, but she just felt that it wasn't quite right.
It's been a long time.
Finally, there was a monk who couldn't stand it anymore. It was a female monk with snow-white hair who looked stunning and made her eyes light up.
"Long Xiaoxiao, haven't you had enough disciples yet?"
Long Xiaoxiao slightly opened his beautiful blue eyes, exhaled a burst of fragrant fragrance from his small mouth, and made a sweet and waxy sound.
"How can I possibly have enough hugs for my disciple?"
Although he said this, he lowered his hands around Xiao Yao's waist and said with a smile, "Disciple, let go quickly, or your jealous Third Master will show me a good look!"
"Long Xiaoxiao! Who is full of jealousy? Tell me clearly!" Bai Yun'er gritted his silver teeth and shouted angrily, while walking quickly towards Long Xiaoxiao.
Long Xiaoxiao quickly moved away from Xiao Yao. Just when he thought he had escaped Bai Yun'er's pursuit, he discovered that Bai Yun'er was standing right in front of him with a fierce look and overwhelming demonic aura.
"Disciple, save me!"
In response to Long Xiaoxiao's exclamation, Xiao Yao did not take action, but shouted, "Yun'er, be careful when you strike."
"Okay!" Bai Yun'er responded, with an upward curve at the corner of his mouth, looking extremely proud.
It seems to be saying, "Did you see, my disciple is on my side?"
Long Xiaoxiao looked worried and muttered, "Disciple, you are such a heartless person and you don't want to help me."
"Long'er, I didn't cause this, and the palms and backs of my hands are all flesh, so I can only make a choice based on detailed analysis of specific problems!" Xiao Yao said very innocently.
Long Xiaoxiao was about to say something when she realized that Bai Yun'er's delicate white and pink hands had already reached her slender waist.
"No... hahahaha... hahahaha..."
Wave after wave of intense laughter sounded like silver bells.
That's right, Bai Yun'er used the same tickling that Xiao Yao used to punish him.
This punishment lasted only one minute.
Long Xiaoxiao gasped for air and fell directly to the ground, covered in sweat.
Taking advantage of this, Xiao Yao asked, "Senior Disciple Master, by the way, how much improvement have you received after I left?"
"It's probably one to two levels of cultivation. Among them, Sister Susu has improved the most and has reached the third level of the Mythical Great God Realm." Dongfang Xuetong simply described.
Su Tanmeng even held his chest out, looking proud and proud.
Xiao Yao felt very happy and felt that nothing happened anymore, and said, "Now, let's start talking about projects worth tens of billions."
Next, there were many red-faced scenes in Yan Qing'er and Spiritual Sense.
"So this is what the tens of billions project means!"
"Fortunately, I didn't insist just now, otherwise it would be as embarrassing as it is now."
"However, Xiao Yao is really rich and powerful."
After a while of emotion, Yan Qing'er suddenly realized something and murmured, "That's his master! How could he do such a thing? Xiao Yao is really a bastard!"
"Although it seems that they are all voluntary, there is no guarantee that the memory has not been modified. This kind of behavior that deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestors must be punished with justice."
But everything was not over yet, so she was full of curiosity and chose to continue reading.
After a long time, everything ended.
Xiao Yao was lying on the bed, breathing loudly one after another. Just when he was about to close his eyes and have a good sleep, he noticed a beautiful figure emerging.
"Yan Qing'er? Why are you here?"