Chapter 139: Fighting for Beauty
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Zhuo Ruting smiled sweetly and worked even harder with her hands.

Junior Sister Fan would never have imagined that she had already secretly instructed the disciples outside.

Whenever Qi Yuan came, he would notify her using the excuse of being a distinguished guest.

In this way, she can hide it from Junior Sister Fan and meet Qi Yuan as soon as possible, and the chance of success will be correspondingly greater.

As for these little tricks of serving people, Zhuo Ruting had obtained full marks in the Miaoyin Sect assessment.

Naturally, it can make Qi Yuan feel comfortable.

Zhuo Ruting whispered in the man's ear: "Thank you for your compliment, sir. I won't let you down."

It was my first time, so I felt a little unfamiliar.

Qi Yuan smelled a faint floral scent in his nostrils, his ears felt warm, and he felt something soft and elastic behind him. He narrowed his eyes and guessed that this was the action of his sister-in-law Zhou Yuan.

Zhuo Ruting had never treated him like this before at the Miaoyin Sect headquarters.

Moreover, Zhuo Ruting holds a high position in Miaoyin Sect and often cannot act on her own initiative. This change must have been due to some order.

Since he had offered himself to him, Qi Yuan would not push him away. Once a duck fell into his hands, it could never fly away...

Time passes quietly.

Zhuo Ruting felt her hands were sore from pinching, and she didn't see Qi Yuan make any extra moves towards her, so she just closed her eyes and enjoyed it.

Is it because she isn't charming enough?
The signal this sends is clear enough.

"Sir, my hands are sore."

Zhuo Ruting directly put her arms around Qi Yuan's neck, revealing a pitiful look, and said softly.

Qi Yuan smiled and opened his eyes. He took the initiative to hold Zhuo Ruting's soft hands and gently rubbed them, feeling the smoothness and tenderness of her hands. He said, "Let me rub them. The pain will soon go away."

Zhuo Ruting's face, as delicate as a flower, showed a proud expression. She didn't expect that the powerful Master Qi would fall into her hands so easily. It was so easy.

As long as she completes the tasks assigned by the sect leader, she will not only receive a generous reward, but will also have a backer who is comparable to a late Jindan cultivator, which will make Junior Sister Fan so angry that she will die.

Knock knock knock!
The door slammed again.

Qi Yuan's eyes moved slightly, a hint of interest flashed across his face, and he said, "Come in."

A woman in a purple dress walked in slowly. Her clothes only covered her important parts, and there was not much else.

Fan Jingmei bowed respectfully and said, "Jingmei greets you, sir."

When Zhuo Ruting saw the person coming, her face darkened. Is this person dressed properly? It was obvious that he was here to snatch someone away. She said, "Junior Sister Fan, you are dressed so inappropriately. How can you come to see the young master like this?"

"Senior Sister Zhuo, look at yourself."

Fan Jingmei covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, then fought back without hesitation.

Fortunately, she asked her personal maid Lian'er to find out the news, otherwise, looking at the situation, Zhuo Ruting would have succeeded.

Zhuo Ruting was of course aware of her situation. Most of her body was pressed against Qi Yuan, her pretty face was as red as fire and looked like a gorgeous sunset.

Qi Yuan asked, "Left Envoy Fan, what brings you here?"

Fan Jingmei kicked off the purple embroidered shoes on her jade feet, her face was charming and charming with a soft smile, and she walked to Qi Yuan with two steps on her snow-white feet. She half squatted down and tapped his thigh with a powder hammer, saying softly: "I am here to serve you, my sister can only massage your shoulders, how can she take care of your thighs?"

Is this a competitive job?

The left and right emissaries of Miaoyin Sect went together to please the man, and if the news got out, others would be envious.

After all, both of them are somewhat well-known for their status and appearance.

Zhuo Ruting snorted coldly, and went to rub Qi Yuan's shoulders without giving in. She couldn't fall behind Fan Jingmei and have the young master's affection snatched away from her.

This is not just for the salary, but also for a chance to earn a living.

Cool!
A beautiful lady with cold and murderous eyes was pinching his shoulders on the right, while a pretty lady as beautiful as water, delicate and charming was hitting his thighs on the left.

This is not the feeling that a maid can give.

If this was put outside, no one would enjoy it. Now they were all trying their best to serve her.

Qi Yuan could only close his eyes and feel this wonderful situation.

Zhuo Ruting stared fiercely at Fan Jingmei below, feeling somewhat anxious. If she didn't find a way to distance herself from them, she would not be able to leave a deep impression on the young master.

What if I forget about Zhuo Ruting the next day after I go out?

All your efforts will be in vain!
Suddenly, Feng's eyes caught sight of the spiritual fruit on the small coffee table. Her fair hands picked up a spiritual fruit that looked as delicate as a grape, and she said in a delicate voice, "Sir, I will feed you a spiritual fruit."

"Good good!"

Qi Yuan's brows lit up with joy, and then he felt a small spiritual fruit stuffed into his lips. He chewed it slightly, and the juice flowed freely in his mouth, leaving a sweet aftertaste.

Good, good. The harder you fight, the more you can use all your skills. Qi Yuan wants to try to see how well the two of them can use their skills...

When Zhuo Ruting heard the praise, she couldn't help but show joy on her little face. She looked at Fan Jingmei proudly, then pinched a spiritual fruit and put it into Qi Yuan's mouth.

Fan Jingmei was half squatting, unlike Zhuo Ruting who could reach the coffee table freely, and there was a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

At this moment, seeing Qi Yuan about to hold the teacup to drink tea, he suddenly had an idea and took the teacup in his hand first, blew away the hot steam considerately, and then handed it to him.

Qi Yuan said "hmm" softly and gave Fan Jingmei an approving look.

He enjoyed himself comfortably, with beauties serving him on both sides, for about an hour.

The two women seemed to have reached a bottleneck and did not use any more tricks.

There may be other means, but because there are outsiders around, they are too shy to use them, so they are hesitant and in a stalemate.

It's time to leave for a few days to let the relationship mature.

Then look for an opportunity to defeat them one by one.

Qi Yuan opened his eyes, straightened his clothes, and said, "Okay, you guys have been busy for an hour, I'm leaving first."

Zhuo Ruting was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on her embroidered shoes and prepared to see her off.

Fan Jingmei did the same, quickly put on her shoes and pressed on.

They all said in unison, "Sir, please take care."

Qi Yuan nodded slightly, then turned to Zhuo Ruting and said, "Remember to do what I told you to do."

"I will keep it in mind."

Zhuo Ruting bowed charmingly.

Qi Yuan's figure suddenly disappeared.

Fan Jingmei's eyebrows moved. She just heard the young master give instructions. If she could grab a little credit, she asked, "Senior Sister Zhuo, what did the young master give instructions? Do you need my help..."

"Haha, it's just a small matter, don't worry about it, junior sister." Zhuo Ruting showed a proud smile, then left with a slight twist of her hips.

"The villain succeeds!"

Fan Jingmei gritted her teeth and had to think of another way to win Qi Yuan's heart.

Let’s think about it when we get back. Next time the young master comes, we can’t let what happened today happen again.

If she didn't pay more attention, the mission assigned by the sect leader would be ruined.

"Lian'er."

A pretty maid came in quickly and said respectfully, "Madam, I'm here."

Fan Jingmei ordered: "Send all the disciples who are guarding the front hall today to other places to disrupt Zhuo Ruting's arrangements."

"How do we explain this to Right Envoy Zhuo?"

Xiaolian asked weakly.

Fan Jingmei said, "I'll take care of this matter, just go ahead and do it."

(End of this chapter)