Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang waited for him to leave, took a breath and looked at the cold jade under him and said, "Don't you shout?"

"Are you crazy?" said Leng Yuyu. "Do you think I am the kind of person?"

Ye Shaoyang stunned. "Which kind of person? What are you talking about?"

Suddenly I came over and cried, "I rely, you treat me as someone!"

Yan Lengyu was silent for a moment and said, "You still can't get up?"

Ye Shaoyang only noticed the posture of two people, and he was a bit too old. Hurry up and get up. Turned around.

"Give me the clothes! On the ground!"

Ye Shaoyang bowed her head and picked up the clothes she had just dropped. It was a thin, flappy nightdress, and she threw it to her without returning her head.

"It turns out that you let me stay here forever, and it really has an attempt." Yan Lengyu said coldly, with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"How can I have any intentions!" Ye Shaoyang was excited and couldn't help but turn to see her.

As a result, the clothes of the cold jade were only half worn, and it was a scream.

In this kind of thing, any woman with a personality is this kind of reaction, and the beauty of the iceberg is no exception.

Dressed in clothes, 芮冷玉 pulled the quilt over, curled up inside, leaning on the bed, looking at the back of Ye Shaoyang, said coldly: "What do you want, don't get out."

"I want to be quiet." Ye Shaoyang licked his face with his hands, and the only contact with him was a bit messy.

"Do you want Miss Zhou?"

"You... why do you think it is her?" Ye Shaoyang regretted the words.

Leng Lengyu sneered and said, "‘You guys? Who else?”

"No one." Ye Shaoyang waved her hand and looked back at her. "Listen to me, I am really not a satyr, just...not intentionally invading you. Am I kind of person?"

Look at him coldly and coldly, the expression is that you are such a person!

"Then why do you yell at my tens of thousands of washrooms chasing me in, holding me, and licking my mouth..." Under the moonlight, Yan Lengyu's face was a little red.

"Hold you? Nothing!"

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly explained, "Look at your mouth, I am afraid that you will shout. This is deeper in the middle of the night. This is a broken house. I live in Sangu and Liupo. I like the gossip. I hear you shouting, what is it, how can I be a man in the future?"

"Then why did you push me to the bed..."

"I fell." Ye Shaoyang scratched his head and was a little embarrassed. "That, this answer sounds like an excuse. It is actually true..."

The cold jade snorted, "Why are you coming in with me behind?"

Why do I enter the house with you behind?

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes were wide, and she was so troubled that she couldn’t remember the original intention of doing it.

After thinking for a while, I slap my head, "Xiaohui! I treat you as Xiaohui!"

I hurriedly dreamed about Xiaohui’s experience.

After listening to the cold jade, he said, "Don't pull it, she is not already dead, and when I first entered the house, I didn't feel the yin, it could not be a ghost visit."

Ye Shaoyang nodded slowly. "Yeah, my horror bell is not ringing. It is impossible to say that it is a ghost... Maybe I have been to her grave during the day, so I have a dream at night."

"Well, you can go now." Yan Lengyu pulled the quilt up.

Ye Shaoyang glanced at her, and her mind was involuntarily revealed in her mind, and she was a little red-faced.

"What do you want!" A red face on the cold jade, pulling out the pine-grained ancient sword from under the pillow, pointing to Ye Shaoyang, "I am not going to roll!"

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly fled, and spread his hand to the door. He said, "I am innocent. You have been with me for so long, and I doubted me."

"Any girl will panic in that situation, and who you are. This is a self-protection reaction. I didn't take a sword to poke you. It's not bad! Roll it!"

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly quit, just about to close the door, and Leng Yuyu called again: "Come back!"

Ye Shaoyang stunned and looked at her.

"How much do you see?" Yan Lengyu lowered his head and said softly.

"What? You loudly." Ye Shaoyang really didn't understand.

"How much do you see!! My body!" 芮Lengyu screamed in anger, then shyly flushed.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked by her shock, stayed in the middle of the head and asked, "Is this important?"

"It's very important. No one has seen me except my brother."

"Your brother!" Ye Shaoyang's blood surged, jumping three feet high.

"When you are more than a year old." Yan Lengyu looked up at him. "What are you excited about?"

"Nothing is ok." Ye Shaoyang waved his hand and gave a sigh of relief.

"I ask you, how much do you see?"

Ye Shaoyang’s mind involuntarily floated the white picture and hurriedly shook his head. “It’s too dark, I haven’t seen anything.”

"I just turned on the light."

Ok... Ye Shaoyang spread his hand. "You just didn't see anything when I saw it?"

Yan Lengyu stared at him for a moment and said: "I saw everything when you saw it."

Ye Shaoyang is speechless and wants to explain. Yan Lengyu said faintly: "You go out, I want to be quiet."

"That... good night."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and closed the door.

I went back to bed and sat for a while, and I couldn't calm down. Ye Shaoyang had to go to a cold shower and go back to the bedroom. When I think of my nightmare, I feel a little bit wrong.

Especially during the day, I also sensed the existence of the devil in front of Xiaohui’s grave... I thought about these two things together and suddenly felt awkward.

At the moment, the soulprint of melons was activated. After a while, I felt my shoulders sink. I looked down and a pair of chubby little hands came up and was shocked. Looking back, I was on the window sill.

I just sat on the window sill. When he opened the window, he naturally touched himself.

"You want to scare people!" Ye Shaoyang scolded.

"Boss, you are the Master, are you afraid of this?"

"Crap, this one hand in the middle of the night takes your shoulder from behind, are you not afraid? Instinctive reaction? You hurry in!"

In case someone went downstairs, I saw a child hanging on the window sill and still not scared to death.

Guagua jumped into the room and sat down on the bed, picking up the eyebrows with the wretched mother light, Ye Shaoyang. "Boss, are you over?"

Ye Shaoyang glanced at it and understood what he was talking about. He immediately punched it and Guagua turned over and fled.

"Don't talk about it, it's a misunderstanding, not what you think!" Ye Shaoyang screamed depressedly. "You are a child, how are you thinking so! Men and women are not going to do that kind of thing!"

"No," Guagua stupidly scratched his head. "But your clothes are off..."

"Whoever took off her clothes, she took off, I didn't take off!"