Wind and Dust, The Story of Huanlou (2)

Xiao Bai rushed up to the second floor quickly, and spot-checked all the rooms on the side that Luan Feng pointed to one by one, Xiao Bai was also young and ignorant, kicked open the door and saw those who had not, and was directly stunned by the bad things.

Ying Feng looked plain, waved his hand and closed the door, and said by the way, "You are busy and continue." ”

In order to avoid the above situation, I still asked my mother to knock on the door during the insurance period.

Mother was reluctantly escorted up, the water snake twisted her waist, and struggled to break away from the restraint of the guard, "Ouch, everyone, you have to have an attitude when asking for someone, right?"

Wei Fu pinched his mother's face, and the anger in his eyes poured out - come out, "Shut up, if you don't want to die, just do things honestly." ”

A sharp dagger rests on Mom's neck.

Mom suddenly let go of her hypocrisy, and her eyes kept sliding, "Cut." ”

Mom raised her hand and knocked on the door, "Childe, Childe, I'm so sorry, Mom, I have something to say to the girl inside." ”

The cigarette hiding in the house heard the movement and thought to himself, eighty percent of it was his mother who betrayed herself.

Mo Yang was clever and opened his mouth to shout, but he was gagged by the cigarette, and the attendant who hid the cigarette walked to the door and pretended to be frivolous, "Silently, I'm having a good time, what's the matter later!"

The attendant skillfully pretended to go back and shouted "Sweetheart!"

Mo Yang was speechless, how many times did he have to go through this to be proficient!

I'll go!

Mom smiled, "Look, it's not nothing!"

Mo Yang couldn't let go of this opportunity, the vase on the table seemed to be very valuable.

A carp got up and swept its legs to the table, and a squire turned and kicked at him.

Yingfeng and the others were just about to search elsewhere, when the sound of the vase landing in the house made them stop, "Quick, open the door!"

Mom's eyes rolled, and her body protected the door, "Ladies and gentlemen, maybe they are having fun?"

Weifu's dagger stabbed next to his mother, and slowly slid down, the door was cut wide, and his mother's face turned white, and she slowly slid down the door and sat on the ground. ”

The cigarette in the room slashed Mo Yang's eyes, and Mo Yang's eyebrows were full of pride.

Hehe, dare to bully Miss Ben, look for a draw!

Mo Yang was happy and playful countdown, watching when they broke the door and rushed in to grab the cigarette hide by surprise, and the cigarette hide grabbed Mo Yang's shoulder, intending to take her away, Mo Yang turned around, and the air was driven by the sound of cloth brocade tearing The white fragrant shoulders were exposed in the air, and he fell down so badly, or broke the vase himself!

Seeing that the ceramic shards were getting closer and closer to him, he simply rolled on the ground again, and the sound of the shards piercing into the flesh was clearly heard by Mo Yang.

Lie down, it hurts to death!

Xiaobai and several people are trained to be deaf, hearing the sound of fists and unknown objects falling to the ground inside, kicking the door open, a room of wolves, and the owner of his own house is still lying miserably on the ground Luanfeng walked into the room, gently picked up Mo Yang, his clothes were torn, and there were injuries on his body.

Luan Feng's eyes couldn't help but sour, and he took a step out of the door and turned back, "Take those people with you, and you know what to do with this place." ”

"Yes!"

Gently put Mo Yang on the bed, Luan Feng straightened her messy broken hair, "Yang'er." ”

Mo Yang opened his eyes, the ruddy on his face had not subsided, his little hand unconsciously hugged Luan Feng, his eyes were confused, "Luan Feng, you are so cold, so comfortable." ”

The body was lifted slightly, the face was getting closer and closer to Luan Feng, the red lips were approaching, and Luan Feng stretched out his index finger to gently block it, "Yang'er, you are sick." ”

"No, I'm just ・・・・・・"

Mo Yang gently kissed Luan Feng's slender fingers, and the corners of Luan Feng's mouth hooked, "Yang'er, if you are well, I can accompany you every day." ”

Putting down Mo Yang, Luan Feng took out a white porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured the liquid from the porcelain bottle into the cup, and handed it to Mo Yang, "Drink it, be good." ”

That thing was so tempting to Mo Yang, she seemed to feel a strange feeling that was extremely comfortable, that feeling seduced her, Mo Yang did not hesitate to take a breath and drank it all.

The rosiness on his face receded, his complexion was unharmed as usual, but his sleepiness became deeper and deeper, and he slowly fell asleep