I created the Longevity Club

If those girls were curious and jealous of Lu Li, or looked down on Lu Li with their own nobleness, and brought some old people to watch the interview of newcomers, Lu Li could understand all these, and he was also a little curious about what women were thinking, but those girls did not play by the rules, with some rejection and vigilance, as if they saw aliens or something different.

The girls here are all smart, and they know how to hide their emotions as long as they receive customers in these years. If they can't do this, they can't sit here and eat breakfast alive.

Although their eyes were not exposed, these dozens of people looked at Lu Li with the same vigilance, which was really tingling, as if they had accidentally entered a cult. Although this building is indeed a cult, it is not that serious. At least there is some reason and human rights, which really makes 327 Lu Li confused.

Similarly, from that day on, Xuan'er started to deliver meals to Lu Li, and I don't know what those girls are like in private. This Xuan'er is definitely the most trusted person among trusted people, the most fierce dog among loyal dogs, with a very dull personality, but very strict mouth.

There is no abnormality in her face, she lowers her eyebrows and looks docile every day, and you can't pry anything out of her mouth. Every time she sees Lu Li, she will bow, and every time she delivers food, she puts down the tray and leaves, without even saying a word.

Er and Xiu'er are a little concerned.

Now that they see that it is this person, they ask quickly when delivering food. "Why is it you today, where is Xuan'er?" Lan'er answered with a grin.

"Sister, you have something to do today, what's wrong? Does the young master miss him? Is it because I am not good enough?"

It's better not to have any stupid thoughts.

Since he said so, he naturally had to be an understanding young master and stopped asking, but Lu Li was thinking of another way.

It was because Xuan'er had something wrong that Lu Li wanted to see him. Lu Li would never take the initiative to care about Xuan'er on weekdays.

After thinking this, he went to knock on Xuan'er's door without waiting for her response. After all, he couldn't wait in broad daylight. As soon as he entered, he saw Xuan'er sitting on a stool with her back to the door, facing her dressing mirror. After hearing the noise, she hurriedly pulled a piece of clothing from the shelf next to her, but even so, she couldn't completely cover the wounds.

Lu Li stood at the door and saw that there were marks all over her back, and some of them were not only blue and purple, but also bloody and open.

This should be caused by whipping with a rattan stick. For some reason, looking at such wounds, Lu Li inexplicably remembered the first time he came here that night, Xuan'er sent him into the door, and when he went back, he lit the lotus lamp at the door.