MTL - A Seductive Gentleman-Chapter 52 Zhaohua Fuying (9)

One person stands on the wall with an umbrella.

One person stood on the floor against the wall.

The two stared at each other for a while, Huaiyu jumped down, her clothes turned, and Xianxian looked awkward.

The Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty stepped back unnaturally and stopped, thinking to myself: What am I going to retreat?

He coughed and said, "It's getting rainier and harder, find a place to stay for one night."

Huai Yu didn't mention anything just yet, leaning the umbrella slightly towards him to cover the rain and fog.

After the Ming Changyan suffered this, the heat on his face subsided, and he was finally able to think normally, saying, "The monk at Xiaohan Temple died inexplicably. I don't know what ghost they are doing."

Huai Yu said: "No matter what kind of ghosts they have, you should raise your body first."

Ming Chang Yan smiled slightly: "My health is almost better. Although Wu Gong has not fully recovered, it is more than enough to deal with some mediocre generations."

He thought for a moment, sighed, and said hehehe: "I am the best in the world."

Huai Yu said: "No, you are not allowed to leave the capital until you are healthy."

Ming Chang feasted: "Little Huaiyu, you can't care about me."

Huai Yu said, "You can give it a try. I'll take care of you."

Ming Changyan always felt that it was very dangerous to continue this topic, so he shut up quickly and concentrated on his journey.

It was dark at this moment and it was raining again. Huai Yu took him out of the alley, and was surprised at the long feast.

"How do you get out of such a complicated terrain?"

Huai Yu said: "It will be more if you leave."

Ming Changyan said with emotion: "There are many alleys in the Central Plains. When I first came, I couldn't follow these paths, but I still can't."

At the moment, the rain became heavier. The long feast of the Ming Dynasty walked in the rain and fog, all cold.

This time period, it is not easy to find an inn. In addition, Huai Yu was also very coquettish, allowing him to live in a near place, about to kill him.

The two walked for a while, and the long feast of the Ming dynasty said, "Just use light work, when will you go like this?"

Huaiyu shook his head: "No."

Ming Chang Yan asked: "Why not?"

Huai Yu: "You're soaked, you shouldn't do light work, you will have a cold."

Ming Chang feasted for a moment, but did not speak, walking quietly. He was probably too quiet, and Huaiyu felt very surprised, and looked at him a few more times.

After walking for a while, finally found a Yijia Inn. Huai Yu asked for a room, Ming Chang feasted: "Why do you only need one?"

Huai Yu said, "I pay or do you pay?"

Ming banquet: "You pay."

He was very dog-legged: "The little country minister has the final say!"

In the room, the shop's second child burned a bucket of hot water again.

Ming Changyan saw that Huai Yu had not taken off his clothes, and knew that this bucket of hot water was prepared for him. He laughed, and arched his hand and said, "Thank you Xiaoguo for your trouble!"

After all, he reached out to undress his waist. As a result, the speed of the hand slowed as soon as the belt was unfastened. That strange feeling came up from my heart, making Ming Shaoxia very tangled.

He paused unnaturally, as if the clothes on his hands were heavy and could not be undone anyway. Huaiyu took out the medicine bag he had brought with him and poured the herbs into the water.

It was probably that Ming Changyan's **** was too slow. A coat solved the half-pillar incense. Huaiyu finally couldn't help but asked, "Where are you uncomfortable?"

Hearing the Ming feast, nervously said, "No! Misunderstandings, misunderstandings."

Huai Yu looked at him somehow: "Are you unable to unbutton your clothes, do you need help?"

At this moment, the hairs of the Ming Banquet were all erected. He took a step to the side of the bath tub, and laughed, "No need! It's because the clothes are stained with water, and knotting is difficult to solve. I'll be fine right away!"

He secretly said: It wasn't that he hadn't undressed in front of him. Why was he okay before?

In the mind of Ming Shaoxia, the two villains are fighting fiercely.

The villain said: Take off, take off, all men, what are you afraid of! Does he look at you and still be responsible to you! Or do you have a ghost in your heart!

Hearing the villain B, he immediately said, "Yes!"

Ming Chang Yan frowned, shook his head, and shook off this strange thought. He glanced at Huaiyu with a ray of light, who had already picked up a book and looked at the book by the candlelight on the table. This scene is very familiar and quiet, with the white face of Huaiyu that does not eat the fireworks on the earth, it is a picture of a beautiful woman reading under the lamp.

He thought to himself: Huaiyu took it so seriously that he wouldn't pay attention to me, and the room was big enough. If I was too deliberate, it would make me look bad.

After thinking for a while, I said again: All men are men, and a piece of meat is indispensable at a glance. What am I nervous about!

When Ming Shaoxia was in Tianqing then, relying on the inner door of Tianqing, there were no female dependents—Hua Yunshang was not counted. Ming Shaoxia never knew what his face and gender were like in front of her. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, his shirtless man and Li Minjun started a fire and jumped down the Yueyue Mountain, unhappy.

Now, he is still twitching, not like he is!

Ming Changyan took two deep breaths.

After a while, I took off my coat and left a jacket.

He wore this dress, and burrowed into the tub with a free expression.

Huai Yu paused for a moment, put down the book, and said, "Are you wearing clothes to take a bath?"

Ming Chang Yan opened his mouth and laughed a while, saying, "Yeah, I take a bath like this, and I can wash my clothes while taking a bath.

Huai Yu looked at him with a complex look.

Ming Changyan didn't even realize it. He even felt that his idea was very clever and extremely clever.

Huaiyu stood up from the table and walked to the Ming feast.

Ming Changyan sat in the water and turned in a hurry: "What are you doing here?"

Huaiyu spit coldly: "Undress."

Ming Changyan stayed for a while, Huaiyu was too lazy to keep this brain short of the world ’s first nonsense, and he was very capable of picking up Ming Changyan's clothes. Then the latter came back to life, struggling and struggling.

The sound of water echoed throughout the room at once.

Ming Changyan held his collar, his face pale: "What are you doing!"

Huai Yu had already said his intentions once, so he would never say the second time, but decided to pick up his clothes intently.

The physical strength of the two is very different. The Ming feast only took half of the losses in martial arts. At this moment, it was definitely not Huai Yu's opponent. After struggling for less than a quarter of an hour, they exhausted their energy and allowed the other party to tear off their own jacket. The jacket was not taken off by ordinary people, but was forced to be cut off during the fierce you and me coming and going, so there are many broken places, and it is impossible to wear them again.

Ming Chang Yan shouted, "Huaiyu! You really don't make sense!"

Huai Yu said coldly, "I think it's because you don't have a clear head."

Wearing clothes and bathing, this is the first time for the first time. Only such strange things as Ming Changyan can imagine.

So he confessed that he was wrong, murmured, and began to slowly wash his body.

After that, the original bitterness of the Ming Changyan was gone. Fatigue surged up at this moment, and he slowly slid down against the wooden barrel, revealing only a head. Suddenly, what happened to the Ming feast, and asked, "When is the next feast to be closed?"

"Twenty-fourth of December this year."

The long feast of the Ming dynasty thought about it. This time is not far away. I want to come to this Xiaohan Temple in recent years. The new site has picked the most prosperous place in Huating. At the end of the feast at the end of the feast, presumably they will do everything they can to get the top spot and grab the Cangsheng order. If it's just a knife, the Ming feast doesn't care. However, having a Cang Sheng Ling at the feast, also represents its status and rights in the Central Plains Wulin.

Just as three years ago, Xiaohan Temple called on other martial arts in an attempt to annihilate him, in fact, he wanted to carry him with Tianqing. Who knew that before this group of people had gone to Tianqing, the long feast of the Ming Dynasty died first, and there was no reason to destroy Tianqing. At that time, Xiaohan Temple was just an ordinary martial art without a Cangsheng order. Other martial arts continued to besiege the Tianqing faction, which had lost a gentleman.

According to Xiu Linglong, the others in Tianqing are still there, although they are certainly not as beautiful as they once were, but they are not too dismal. If Xiaohan Temple really got the order, then everyone in Tianqing, especially the disciples in the inner gate, would definitely not be let go of Xiaohan Temple.

No matter who this life order falls into, it cannot fall into the hands of Xiaohan Temple.

Thinking of this, the Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty was a little bit lucky again, thinking that by the end of the year, he could recover to a few percent, and secretly cheer himself up. If I want to get this knife in front of the public ... think of this, Ming Changyan sighed. Unfortunately, he is not as courageous as he was then.

Not to mention, after the plausible massacres, after he killed Wan Qianqiu, Xiaohan Temple helped him, and all of them were caught on his head. If he had just emerged out of thin air at the end of the year and won the order of life, wouldn't it be waiting for him again?

He used to think that as long as he was the strongest and most powerful person, no one could hurt him and the people he wanted to protect.

It was later learned that this was not the case.

After bathing, Ming Changyan put on another coat in the guest room. Although not as comfortable as himself, he was better than he did not wear it.

Here comes his second problem.

There is only one bed in the room. Who sleeps and who sleeps?

He glanced at the ground.

Yijia Inn, the ground is naturally not gray, but paved with good mahogany. Although clean, it is also stiff. There was a thin quilt in the cabinet, which was laid on the ground and was not covered. Cover it on your body and leave it on the ground. Unless you wrap yourself in one, you can never have the best of both worlds.

Ming Changyan glanced at Huaiyu, and he said that his temper would never sleep on the ground. So, Ming Shaoxia thought that he was unlucky, and let him go and take the quilt in the cabinet.

Huai Yu saw this and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Ming banquet held out the quilt: "Stop the floor, did your conscience find me to bed?"

Huai Yu said: "The weather today, the floor will be cold."

Ming Changyan stood in the middle of the house, and he smiled suddenly, he threw the quilt, and naturally rolled on the bed and got inside.

"Since the small country is inviting, I'm welcome!"

He closed his eyes and was ready to sleep.

After a while, Huaiyu didn't move, Ming Changyan opened one eye, and found that the other was still sitting at the table, motionless.

He said, "Aren't you sleeping?"

Huaiyu shook his head.

Ming Chang Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Strange?" How can anyone not sleep?

He lifted the quilt, held it on the bed, stretched out a hand with a smile, and patted the bed: "It's soft, don't you really sleep?"

Huai Yu glanced at him and said, "Don't sleep."

Ming Shaoxia did not fall off the coffin without tears, rolled a few laps on the bed, and began to idle again.

"I can't sleep alone, the bed is so big, and you don't take up space, go to bed!"

After speaking, he smiled inexplicably: "Or are you afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

Huai Yu glanced at him.

Ming Changyan suddenly returned to God, realized that he had said something remarkable, and quickly shut up.

However, he could not shut up for a while. Ming Changyan was lying on the bed, and Huai Yu was beside him, where he could sleep. I can only listen to the sound of the rain hitting the window, my boring hands crossed, pillows behind his head, leaning Erlang's legs, dazed.

After a quarter of an hour, Ming Changyan said, "Xiao Huaiyu, I can't sleep. Otherwise, tell me a story!"

Huaiyu turned a page and said, "I have no story."

Ming Changyan looked at him and laughed, "Did you not have any childhood story? I never heard you mention your father and mother, who are they?"

Huai Yu said, "My father is dead."

The feast of the Ming dynasty froze, and said with emotion: "The same is the end of the world!"

Huai Yu thought that he would say "Sorry, I'm sorry" Yunyun. After all, in general, this kind of situation is the sadness of others, but the first person in the world does not follow the rules of common sense, and suddenly comes out such a sentence. Make him curious.

"What do you mean?"

Ming Chang feasted: "My father is dead!"

Huai Yu: "You bullshit. The lord of the Great Moon lives well."

Ming Changyan gave a scornful sneer: "What's the difference between being alive and dead? In my mind, he's long gone, and I'm a dad without a father."

Huai Yu said, "What about your mother?"

With that said, the Ming feast only showed a trace of loneliness: "Also dead. She died before I came to the Central Plains."

Huai Yu thought about it and felt that there was nothing to say.

Ming Changyan didn't need other people's comfort at all. He only needed to give him less than half a column of incense, and he could heal himself and jump around.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ming Shaoxia was eager to say the next topic: "Little Huaiyu, speaking, you still want to call me a little brother!"

Huai Yu froze and said, "Why is this statement?"

Ming Changyan suddenly stood up, smiled, and asked proudly, "Who is Chang Xu?"

Huai Yu said, "Master."

Ming Chang Yan nodded: "Yes. He is the Prime Minister of the Central Plains. You are a small Prime Minister. He is naturally your master. When do you worship the Master?"

Huaiyu thought for a moment and reported an age.

The long feast of the Ming Dynasty laughed haha: "Sure enough, he was younger than me! I worshiped him as a teacher two years earlier than you. When the master traveled to Dayue and saw that Ben Shaoxia was extremely talented, he knelt at the door and asked me to be his apprentice. Me, naturally, I don't want to see him so embarrassed for a long time, so I can only agree with it! "

He made a mess, distorted the truth of the teacher's worship proudly, and then stared at Huai Yu with a bright eyes, and smiled, "Well! Huai Yu, you called me a little brother to listen? I did not expect that I came to Central Plains You can pick up a little master for nothing! "

Huai Yu glanced at him and read a book by himself.

The Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty had a rare advantage over the past few days, how could he let Huai Yu pass away and immediately become a demon. When Huai Yu didn't scream, he shot fiercely, fighting with him.

Neither of them used the right, just as if they were in trouble. At this time, the Ming feast of the Ming dynasty was slightly inferior, and Huai Yu was pressed on the bed within two strokes.

His hands were raised and pressed against the pillow, so only two long legs kicked and kicked, struggling very hard.

Ming Chang Yan screamed: "Fight again! You play a trick!"

Huaiyu tilted his head and asked, "Why am I doing this?"

The Ming banquet could not beat him, and he began to fool: "How does Ben Shaoxia know, if that trick can be seen, is it still called a negative trick!"

Huai Yu snorted and glanced at the sky outside.

"I won't fight you, you're going to bed."

The Ming banquet suddenly became empty, and moved its muscles: "Are you really not asleep? Just sit here all night?"

Huaiyu nodded.

Ming Chang feasted, "That won't work. Someone is watching, I can't sleep."

Huaiyu sat by the bed: "I don't look at you."

Ming Chang feasted, "That won't work! Someone sits, and I can't sleep."

Huai Yu was silent for a moment, and seemed to be thinking about something. The Ming feast of the Ming Dynasty was nothing more than raising the bar with him, and then he lost to Huaiyu with his fists, and at this moment he would win back at the corner of his mouth.

Ming Chang feasted: "Otherwise, you sleep with me! The bed is so big, it's more than enough for two people to sleep. I sleep very well, and I will never cross the river and Han world, don't ...

Huai Yu suddenly shouted: "Zhao Zhao."

Ming Changyan's words came to an abrupt halt, and he froze even with an expression on his face.

Huai Yu shouted and shouted a second: "Zhao Zhao."

This time, it was slightly lighter and longer than before.

The heart of Ming Changyan is like playing drums, and he can't control it.

Huai Yu seemed to be addicted. At this time, she had the upper hand, and she looked very happy. She fluttered a few times as she fluttered.

He shouted at the long feast, but did not look at him, staring thoughtfully at the book.

Ming Changyan pursed his lips, pulled up the quilt, and wrapped himself around: "Don't call it! I'm asleep!"

Huaiyu knocked on the edge of the bed with his index finger, ignored his request, and glanced at the quilt bulging in the middle opposite him, as if proclaiming another victory.

Ming Shaoxia's heart yelled, banged, his face flushed and scolded: Little bunny! What a reason! What a reason! When I recover my martial arts, I must recover all the shame I have suffered!

The author has something to say: Xiao Xiaoming! Your heartbeat will be heard by the fish!

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