"Qingxuan, every time we have a drag race here, you will never be absent!"

Murong peerless eyes on the beautiful woman, laughing, way.

This woman is no one else. She is Ling Qingxuan, who has had several encounters with Zhang Xiaofan in Hangzhou. She nodded slowly and said.

"That's natural. In addition, this game is the only confrontation between Murong family and Wang family. No matter how busy I am, I will take time to enjoy it."

Just as Ling Qingxuan and Murong are chatting, Yao Siyu, who is not far away, looks at Ling Qingxuan's eyes, and there is a flash of jealousy in his eyes.

Although, just in terms of appearance and figure, Yao Siyu asks himself that he is not inferior to Ling Qingxuan.

But it's only in appearance and figure that Yao Siyu is qualified to compare with Ling Qingxuan. When it comes to the identity and background of the two girls, there are obvious differences.

Ling Qingxuan is the eldest daughter of the Ling family, the capital of the emperor. In the Ling family, Ling Qingxuan is a princess like nobleman.

Yao Siyu, on the other hand, is not even a native of Yanjing, the capital of the emperor. She is just the daughter of a businessman who does some small business in a small city.

It can be said that the difference in identity and status between Yao Siyu and Ling Qingxuan is just one heaven and one earth. There is no comparison between them.

In addition, discerning people can also see that in Murong, the unique look at Ling Qingxuan is more concerned about Ling Qingxuan than Yao Siyu.

At the same time, Ling Qingxuan also focused on the left-hand side of Murong matchless Yao Siyu.

I don't know when Ling Qingxuan felt that she didn't have a strong feeling of rejection in her heart.

It seems that, since I was in Hangzhou, my heart about Murong unparalleled is the first position of the young generation in the Chinese cultivation circle has had a strong shake!

Because Ling Qingxuan knows that there is a younger and more powerful terror on top of Murong!

Murong is not very clear about Ling Qingxuan's state of mind at this time. He has a smile on his face, then half turns to look at Yao Siyu and says.

"Siyu, the reason why I asked you to come here this time is that I want you to take this opportunity to relax. I also see your efforts during this period."

When Yao Siyu heard Murong Wushuang's voice full of concern and tenderness, she was very happy. However, she repressed her excitement, which was also a soft response.

"To work for Prince Murong, it's worthwhile to think about rain even if it's hard and tiring."

For Yao Siyu's words, Murong just nodded his head, but he was very satisfied with Yao Siyu, the head of Yanjing University who just entered Panlong club.

"Murong is unparalleled, you also don't want to whet and haw here, cut into the topic quickly!"

Just at this time, Murong Wushuang was preparing to have more conversations with Ling Qingxuan and Yao Siyu. Wang Yuanping's loud voice came from a distance