The moonlight is dusk, the night is dark, Shen Qinglian has fallen asleep on the bed, but Yang Huaiping has not slept yet, he sits in front of the sewing machine rhythmically pedaling the sewing machine to make gorgeous cheongsam.

At this time, the gentle-faced Sang Yu tiptoed with a large version of the porcelain bowl and pushed the door and walked to Yang Huaiping's side, she looked at Yang Huaiping's expression and focused on making cheongsam, and couldn't help but smile slyly and patted him on the shoulder.

After Yang Huaiping embroidered a peony on the neckline of the cheongsam on his hand with a sewing machine, he turned his head to look at Sang Yu and said in a calm tone: "Don't hide it, take out the big porcelain bowl you hid!"

Sang Yu stared at Yang Huaiping and pursed her lips embarrassedly, and then she reached out with a coquettish look and took out the large porcelain bowl hidden in her waist and placed it on the sewing machine in front of Yang Huaiping.

Yang Huaiping glanced at Sang Yu with deep eyes, and then he cut his wrist with the scissors on the sewing machine, and Yang Huaiping gave Sang Yu a bowl full of blood without the slightest estimate.

"You kid is honest today, you won't use any intrigues against me, right?" Sang Yu brought the big porcelain bowl on the sewing machine to her lips and hesitated for a moment without drinking the blood in the big porcelain bowl, she felt that there must be a demon when things went wrong, and Yang Huaiping couldn't suddenly become so "docile" in front of her.

Light snowflakes floated silently outside the window, Yang Huaiping looked at Shen Qinglian who was sleeping on the bed, he was afraid that the pregnant Shen Qinglian would be affected by the cold, so he got up and closed the window and said seriously, "Sangyu, you want you to drink my blood all the time, and when I am no longer by your side, will you miss me!"

The cold wind outside the window blew the green silk on Sang Yu's cheeks through the gap in the window, and she straightened the messy hair on her side face and giggled like a silver bell: "Your idea is very romantic, but with the enchantment of Weizhuang, it is impossible for you to escape!"

Yang Huaiping hung the colorful red cheongsam embroidered with peonies in the room, "Everything that has no turning point in the eyes of outsiders may not be a foregone conclusion, and some things do not know what the final outcome will be until the last step. ”

"The people in Weizhuang must have been caught by you, but I advise you to obediently let them go, the muddy water in Weizhuang is not something you can mix casually, don't trap yourself in it at that time!"

After hearing Sang Yu's words, Yang Huaiping looked at her in shock at first, but he was immediately relieved, there were so many people missing from Weizhuang, and only he and Shen Qinglian were not from the Yu clan in Weizhuang, and Shen Qinglian was an ordinary mortal, Yang Huaiping thought to himself that it would be strange if Sang Yu didn't suspect him about this matter.

After Yang Huaiping pondered for a long time, he pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a distant gaze: "In fact, since I entered Weizhuang, I have been deeply trapped in the game of Weizhuang, even if Weizhuang is a trip to troubled water as you said, I have to wade to see it, otherwise this will be a dead end, and I can't see a way out at all." ”

After Sang Yu stretched out her pink tongue and licked the blood stains on the bottom of the big porcelain bowl, she leaned over and said in a cold tone in Yang Huaiping's ear: "I'm also the holy aunt of the You Clan, you have captured all my people one by one, aren't you afraid that I will kill you!"

"Let's go out and talk, after all, my daughter-in-law just fell asleep and I don't want to wake her up!" Yang Huaiping picked up the blackened cigarette pouch and pot on the bedside table in the house and walked out of the house first.

Sang Yu watched Yang Huaiping walk out of the room with a calm face, she took the enlarged porcelain bowl in her hand into her arms, and followed Yang Huaiping out.

Outside the somewhat faded wooden door in the small courtyard of the fence, Yang Huaiping leaned sideways and half-leaned against the door to light a bag of dry tobacco.

Sang Yu understood that at the last moment, his treacherous and cunning master would definitely make a move, so she didn't pay too much attention to the disappearance of Weizhuangren, Sang Yu stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Yang Huaiping and laughed, "Huaiping, you see a snow-white beauty with a huge chest in front of you coming over!"

"I didn't expect you to joke with me, but you still know my hobbies!" Yang Yu slowly spit out a puff of cigarette and looked at the two not huge but very beautiful balls on Sang Yu's chest with a teasing face.

"Of course I know that you have a dirty hobby, otherwise you wouldn't be looking for a daughter-in-law like Shen Qinglian!" Sang Yu glanced at Yang Huaiping with disdain.

Yang Huaiping said with a smug expression: "The reason why my daughter-in-law's breasts are so perfect is that there are some innate ingredients in it, but the most important thing is my acquired cultivation, do you want me to help you cultivate it!"

Sang Yu looked at Yang Huaiping with a smug expression, she couldn't help but think of the dirty things she experienced one night, she instantly took out the soul ruler from her waist and whistled towards Yang Huaiping's ass with the sound of the wind.

Sensing the coming threat, Yang Huaiping instantly transformed into many colorful butterflies to dodge Sang Yu's sharp blow, and then he changed into his original appearance again.

Sang Yu smacked Yang Huaiping and said, "When I beat you in the future, if you dare to fight back or dare to hide, I will bully your big-breasted daughter-in-law!"

Yang Yu knocked the smoke from the smoked blackened cigarette pouch pot on the door of the house, and he said with a deep gaze: "I know you won't bully my daughter-in-law, let's talk about some serious things, what do you think of me arresting you Weizhuang!"

Sang Yu stretched out her hand and patted Yang Huaiping's shoulder with her soft and boneless hand, and she said with a serious face: " I think the attention of the people who caught Weizhuang was given to you by the old man in green shirts, do you know what will happen to our ghost people in the hands of the old man in green shirts, they will be thrown into the blood pool by the old man in green shirts to refine the wings on their bodies, and let them become a complete mortal, this kind of thing is simply a more painful torture than death for us ghost people, I advise you to stop as soon as possible and release all the people you arrested, otherwise you will pull your daughter-in-law into a place of no return!"

After speaking, Sang Yu turned his head and left, while Yang Yu took out his cigarette pouch and re-lit a bag of cigarettes and began to smoke, he felt that he was always an insider in the fog in Weizhuang.

The snow under the night was falling heavier and heavier, Yang Huaiping looked at the snow on the ground that was getting thicker and thicker, he took a deep puff of cigarette and muttered to himself with a wry smile: "No matter how much, wait until I catch enough people first, I don't want my daughter-in-law to stay in this dangerous place." ”

Immediately Yang Huaiping walked into the house, and he began to continue to make all kinds of gorgeous cheongsams.