Chapter 137: Listen to Qiang Gen, Brigitte also wants to rise to the top.

"Shh! Don't make any noise!"

Zi Ji relied on her high level of cultivation to occupy the most advantageous position. Her purple eyes shone with the light of gossip.

"There was an exclamation just now, and it was definitely that Ye Xishui's voice!

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the usually cold butler would have such a charming voice. "

"Sister Ziji, move to the side, you've hit me!"

Xiao Wu muttered dissatisfiedly, her two rabbit ears stood straight up, and she was obviously very curious.

"It's true, Brother Bai. When you have new people, you forget the old ones. In the past, you always took me to play with you."

Although Zhu Zhuqing did not speak or compete for position, her black cat tail was swaying behind her, and it was obvious that she was not as calm as she appeared on the inside.

She leaned against the wall, staring at the closed door with complicated eyes.

Just then.

The movement inside was a little louder, and there were a few muffled low groans, as well as the dull sound of wood hitting the wall.

"Wow..."

Zi Ji took a breath of cold air and showed a meaningful evil smile on her face.

"Listen to this, the young master is very fierce."

"That Ye Xishui is a level ninety-nine ultimate Douluo, yet he was tortured like this."

"What level ninety-nine?"

Ning Rongrong blushed and spat,

"I think she is just pretending! She deliberately made it so loud for us to declare her sovereignty!"

And on the sofa not far away.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who had just joined the "Qilin Palace Luxurious Family Bucket", were sitting side by side. Their faces were as red as ripe apples, and they did not dare to look up at the four "seniors" leaning on the door.

Isn't this too...too open?

Although Dugu Yan has a fierce personality and dares to love and hate, she has never seen such a scene of a group listening to the wall.

She was holding a cup of tea in her hand, and she didn't take a sip even when the water was cold. Her eyes were wandering, and she glanced at the door from time to time, then quickly looked back.

I felt shy, but also had an inexplicable expectation.

Is the master also so domineering in that kind of thing?

Ye Lingling lowered her head and twisted her clothes tightly with her hands.

She is naturally withdrawn and shy, and this kind of scene makes her want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But...

Why is your heart beating so fast?

"Come, drink some tea and calm down."

A gentle voice sounded.

Brigitte held the teapot and gracefully refilled the tea for the two women.

The patriarch of the Emerald Swan clan still looked so dignified and holy in appearance, with that iconic gentle smile on his face, as if he didn't hear the ambiguity in the room at all.

"Thank you...thank you Sister Brigitte."

Dugu Yan quickly took the tea cup, feeling a little flattered.

Brigitte smiled, walked to the side and sat down on the single sofa.

She held the tea cup and took a sip, her movements impeccable and graceful.

But only she knew that her hand holding the tea cup was trembling slightly.

Look at the four sisters lying at the door, fighting and fighting, and then look at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, who are blushing but obviously in love.

Brigitte's heart suddenly felt a strong sense of loss.

Xiao Wu is the young master's earliest woman.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were also favored by the young master.

Zi Ji also climbed into the young master's bed before, feeling proud of herself.

Ye Xishui, who has always been the young master's bodyguard, also succeeded in rising to the top by virtue of his strong strength and mature lady charm.

Now, she is the only one left.

"Am I... too insignificant?" Brigitte lowered her eyes and looked at herself reflected in the tea cup.

She is a 490,000-year-old emerald swan. In terms of appearance, figure, and temperament, in what way is she inferior to Zi Ji, that violent dragon who only knows how to fight?

​More importantly.

Su Bai is the auspicious beast Qilin!

For a soul beast, being able to become the partner of an auspicious beast is an instinctive desire engraved in the blood, and it is a supreme honor.

Even if she doesn't talk about feelings, she should take the initiative just for the continuation of the race and to benefit from the luck of the auspicious beast.

"Hey..."

Brigitte sighed softly in her heart, her eyes drifting towards the door unconsciously.

Listening to the faint movement inside, she felt a little hot in her body, and a desire she had never felt before was quietly growing in her heart.

Everyone got what they wanted.

Next, it's my turn, right?

Should we find an opportunity, such as when delivering "tonifying soup" to the young master, to be a little... careless?

……

This wait lasted for two full hours.

The heavy carved door seemed to become the dividing line between the two worlds. The occasional movements inside gradually subsided and finally returned to peace.quiet.

"This...is this too long?"

Ning Rongrong squatted until her legs were numb. She leaned against the wall in an imageless manner, rubbing her sore calves and muttering:

"Even if you are a titled Douluo, you wouldn't be so bullying in this kind of thing, right?"

"Shh! Rongrong, please keep your voice down."

Although Zhu Zhuqing blushed like a tomato, he still tugged on Ning Rongrong's sleeves.

"What if Brother Bai hears it..."

"So what if he hears it? It just lets him know how hard this lady has been waiting!"

Ning Rongrong said harshly, but her voice was obviously lowered.

Since there is no movement inside, according to Su Bai's habit, he probably won't come out for a while.

It's really not a problem to wait.

So, this group of beauties, each with their own merits, set up a stall in the luxurious corridor of Qilin Palace in an extremely unconventional manner.

"Call the landlord!"

"Robbing the landlord!"

"I'll grab it!"

"Double it!"

Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling and Bi Ji sat around a small round mahogany table, holding playing cards in their hands, playing enthusiastically.

Brigitte still looks dignified and gentle. Even when she is playing cards, her sitting posture is as elegant as if she is attending a tea party.

She picked up two cards and threw them out lightly: "Wang Zha."

Dugu Yan looked at the bad cards in his hand and wanted to cry without tears:

"Sister Brigitte, you are so lucky, aren't you? You win this round again."

Although Ye Lingling was wearing a veil and couldn't see her expression clearly, her big clear eyes were filled with helplessness as she silently pushed the chips in front of Bi Ji.

"It's just good luck." Brigitte smiled slightly.

On the other side, the smell of gunpowder on the mahjong table was much stronger.

"Three barrels!"

Zi Ji played a card at random, and then stretched out. The purple silk nightgown stuck to her body tightly with her movements, showing off her full curves.

She glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was still a little angry across from her, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"What? Are you still thinking about what happened just now?"

Ning Rongrong grabbed a card and slapped it on the table without even looking at it:

"Hmph! I didn't! I just think... I think that Sister Xi Shui is so embarrassing! She's actually... being so loud!"