Chapter 721: You Think I'm a Porcelain Doll That Breaks at a Touch?

Chapter 721: Chapter 273: You Think I’m a Porcelain Doll That Breaks at a Touch?

Xu Xingguang took Eagle Sparrow and walked back. As they passed by Xiao Qiao and Zheng Qin, she stopped and said to Xiao Qiao, “Conduct strict verification of their identity information. Those with malicious intents, pack them up and toss them out of Bai Ze Realm.”

“Leave none that shouldn’t stay!”

“Madam, rest assured, we will certainly conduct a strict review,” Zheng Qin cooperated with Xu Xingguang.

Xiao Qiao looked at Zheng Qin, then at Xu Xingguang, before nodding, “Sister-in-law, rest assured, I know who should stay.”

Upon hearing the term sister-in-law, Xu Xingguang gave Xiao Qiao a meaningful glance, then suddenly walked over, reached out, and picked up the little ribbon designed on Xiao Qiao’s red shirt collar, and tied it for him.

The ribbon was tied into a standard exquisite large bow, naturally drooping and naturally covering the large section of white, yet scarred chest.

Xu Xingguang said cheerfully, “Our Bai Ze Realm has just been established, everything is difficult at the beginning, but there’s no need for our Xiao Qiao to sell himself.”

“It’s cold, Xiao Qiao, wear more, be good.”

Xiao Qiao’s face flushed suddenly.

After Xu Xingguang turned away with Eagle Sparrow, the blush on Xiao Qiao’s face somewhat faded.

He glanced over at Zheng Qin, who was burying his head in his computer yet trembling with laughter in his shoulders, and glared at him, “What are you laughing at!”

Zheng Qin lightly coughed, using his fist against his lips, and said, “President Qiao, you’ve worked hard.” This was a compliment for sacrificing for Bai Ze Realm.

Xiao Qiao was amused, and he deliberately threw a flirtatious look at Zheng Qin, saying, “Want to meet tonight, little brother?”

According to age, Xiao Qiao is indeed one year older than Zheng Qin, the same age as Huo Wen’an, both 30 this year.

Zheng Qin, expressionless, calmly refused, saying, “Forget it, I don’t have the perverse hobby of comparing sizes with the lights on.” Despite Xiao Qiao’s feminine attire, who knows who is bigger without the pants.

Xiao Qiao, content, nodded, “Smart of you.”

In front of Bai Ze Mansion, a heated hustle and bustle, within Bai Ze Mansion, White Eyebrow Old Zhang and Dongfang Ying had sent people over to help tidy up.

The Demon Palace was originally decorated sinister and evil, with evil-seeming ornaments that made one feel uncomfortable. Huo Wen’an was annoyed upon seeing them and had them all removed.

This Demon Palace was even darker than the Commander Mansion he stayed at with the Huo Family.

Huo Wen’an’s early life was somber, yet his heart was filled with sunshine, and he did not appreciate this dark decor style. He preferred homes like those in Cangshan Town, full of life.

Seeing Xu Xingguang return, Huo Wen’an walked toward her. “Xingguang, tell the designer the decor style you like, this house needs renovation.”

Xu Xingguang wasn’t very interested in this matter, as this wasn’t her and Huo Wen’an’s real home.

Their home is in Cangshan Town.

Once everything was settled, she wanted to renovate buildings 219 and 218 in Cangshan Town herself, transforming them into the Chinese garden style she liked. Yet, she still shared a few ideas with the interior designer standing behind Huo Wen’an.

The designer quickly recorded her requirements, and seeing there were no other modifications needed from her or Huo Wen’an, swiftly left.

Huo Wen’an, holding Xu Xingguang’s hand, walked to the eerie dining room window.

He gazed at the busy scene in front of Bai Ze Mansion, praised, “Your method just now was very good, indeed you should be strong against those vile criminals.”

“Naturally.” Xu Xingguang said, “One-third of the criminals in the Divine Martial Realm have fled to Bai Ze Island; certainly, among them are some who have committed real crimes yet wish to slip through the net.”

Nodding, Huo Wen’an said, “Then it depends on Xiao Qiao, how many little troublemakers he can catch.”

Zheng Qin was Divine Concealment Island’s network security chief, his daily work was managing and maintaining network security on Divine Concealment Island, which made him more suitable for behind-the-scenes work.

But Xiao Qiao was different, Xiao Qiao was selected as a diplomat by Huo Wen’an, his expectations for Xiao Qiao were naturally higher than Zheng Qin.

He hoped the troublemakers Xiao Qiao uncovered would come infinitely close to the number he knew.

Beside him, Xu Xingguang suddenly said, “If you’re not busy, shall we go to the room?”

Like a spark falling into a dry stack of straw, a raging fire ignited in Huo Wen’an’s heart.

He pulled Xu Xingguang’s wrist and turned to head upstairs.

The largest suite on the fourth floor had been cleaned, laid with fresh bed sheets.

Entering the suite, Huo Wen’an locked the door, pulling Xu Xingguang straight to the bedroom. He couldn’t wait, halfway there he pressed her into his arms for a kiss; as they kissed, they staggered toward the large bed.