My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Lu Zijia's face is very good, and it's the kind that men like most and can't take their eyes off the most.

But at this moment, Song Zixuan only felt that Lu Zijia's innocent and innocent face deserved a lot of beating!

Seeing that Song Zixuan's temper was about to explode, Lu Zijia accepted it when he saw it, and said, "Alright, alright, I won't tease you.

You already have the answer in your heart, why do you doubt yourself?

Although sometimes my feelings may not be 100% accurate, what I can tell you for sure is that you are 100% correct in how you feel about this matter. "

Lu Zijia looked at the time, and rudely put away the stack of red bulls that Song Zixuan put in front of her.

Although she also wanted to be as generous with money as Master De Dao was, but she was a pauper now!

Even the money for food is almost gone, and what kind of high-spiritedness is still learning, isn't that looking for abuse?

She's not that stupid, is she!

"For the sake of your generosity, I'll also be generous and tell you one thing."

Lu Zijia completely ignored the strange eyes of the people around, and said to Song Zixuan with a bit of mystery.

Song Zixuan was originally dissatisfied with Lu Zijia's 'greed for money' behavior, but she became curious again because of her words.

"What's up?"

Lu Zijia didn't answer immediately, and glanced at Lu Wiaoyue, who was staring at her, without a trace.

"Give me your phone."

Lu Zijia didn't play cards according to common sense at all, and stretched out his fair and slender palm towards Song Zixuan.

This local tyrant should have a bit of status in the imperial capital. There are many people, so it's better to keep a low profile.

Song Zixuan's first reaction was to frown, and stared at Lu Zijia for a while.

"What do you want my phone for?"

Although he asked that, Song Zixuan still took out his mobile phone and handed it to Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia didn't answer, just took his cell phone and fiddled with it.

Although he has the memory of the original owner, mobile phones are still unfamiliar to Lu Zijia.

It wasn't until a full five minutes later that Lu Zijia handed the phone back to Song Zixuan, "Go back and have a look!"

After speaking, Lu Zijia got up and walked towards Master De Dao with a smile on his face, obviously in a good mood.

"Two wins in three rounds, Master Virtue, should you abide by the bet and give me the Buddha beads in your hand?

Listening to Lu Wiaoyue, you are a highly respected master, so you shouldn't want to default on your debts, right? "

While saying this, Lu Zijia didn't forget to take a look at Lu Jiayue, and help Lu Jiayue gain a hatred value with Master De Dao.

Sure enough, Master De Dao, who was originally very pleasing to Lu Jiaoyue, seemed to want to strangle her at this moment.

Feeling Master De Dao's unkind gaze, Lu Zhiyue's heart suddenly froze, and she immediately wanted to open her mouth to excuse herself.

But Lu Zijia didn't give her this chance at all.

"By the way, Lu Jiayue, you just kept saying that I'm a liar, but you haven't answered me yet, what's your reasoning?

What you said just now, people who don't know, still think that you, the elder sister, are deliberately uniting with others to slander me!

I think you should figure out the situation in the future, and then be a righteous messenger who kills relatives!

Otherwise, next time it will be really misunderstood, you are deliberately framing and slandering my half-sister. "

After Lu Zijia finished speaking, he turned his gaze back to Master De Dao, "Master De Dao, thank you for your great gift."