My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

As if he was afraid that Lu Zijia would dislike it, the security guard said a little embarrassedly, "The eggs made by myself are worthless, I hope you don't dislike it, Miss Er."

After listening to what the security guard said, Lu Zijia remembered that this familiar security guard was the security guard who was willing to lend her 100 yuan before.

When she returned 100 yuan to the security guard, she reminded him casually.

Unexpectedly, he actually took her words to heart.

Lu Zijia naturally took the red eggs that he handed over, and thanked him with a smile, "Thank you, these red eggs are full of joy. You are willing to share the joy with me. I'm too late to be happy, so how can I dislike it?"

Hearing this, the security guard laughed even more happily.

Immediately, the security guard seemed to have thought of something, looked around vigilantly, and lowered his voice to Lu Zijia, "Second miss, I just saw your mother returning to Lu's house.

However, there were two bodyguards of the Lu family sitting next to your mother at that time. I think something is wrong. You should be careful when you go back now.

If something really happens, Miss Er can ring my cell phone, and I will call the police immediately. "

Having said that, the security guard took out a small notebook and pen from his body, and wrote down his mobile phone number and handed it to Lu Zijia.

Lu Zijia did not refuse the enthusiasm of the security guard, but accepted it with a smile.

The car was still parked outside the iron gate of the villa area, and the security guard couldn't say anything more to Lu Zijia, so he signaled his colleagues to let the car go in.

After the car drove into the villa area, Song Zixuan said, "I can't tell, you are quite popular."

Lu Zijia peeled off a red egg and ate it, and said without modesty, "That's right, I'm a master who loves flowers when everyone sees them, how could I be unpopular?"

Song Zixuan, "..."

He was wrong, he shouldn't praise this narcissist!

The car quickly stopped in front of the Lu family villa.

After Lu Zijia finished eating the eggs, he got out of the car unhurriedly, as if he was not in a hurry at all.

Seeing this, Song Zixuan couldn't help but wonder if Lu Zijia's relationship with her mother was not very good.

Otherwise, why are you not nervous at all?

After Lu Zijia got out of the car, instead of knocking on the door in a hurry, he stood there and observed.

After a while, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her smile was a bit weird.

Seeing Song Zixuan on the side, his hair stood up.

"I said, can you laugh more normally?" Song Zixuan couldn't help but complain.

Song Zixuan didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but after meeting Lu Zijia, he believed it.

It was because of her belief that when she saw Lu Zijia's weird smile, she couldn't help but stand up.

At the same time, he hid behind Lu Zijia without a trace, trying to seek protection.

Although Song Zixuan's small movements have been done extremely secretly, Lu Zijia still discovered them.

Being stared at by Lu Zijia's big bright eyes, Song Zixuan couldn't help blushing, "What are you looking at, aren't you trying to save your mother? Why don't you hurry in!"

Song Zixuan was a little embarrassed and angry.

At his inexplicable anger, Lu Zijia rolled his eyes at him angrily.

It is said that women's hearts are needles in the bottom of the sea. In her opinion, men's hearts are not too stubborn.

Even more than a woman, for example... Not only is it unlucky, but Song Zixuan is also timid.