Wu Mingshi smiled bitterly twice, these three internal forces will be replenished in his time of danger and he will not listen to his own initiative, which is a headache. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, I said you didn't sleep in the middle of the night, just laugh, and so loudly, be careful that I tell Sister Lin tomorrow that you harass me in the middle of the night!" Ye Xiaoyao got up from the bed in a daze and said with sleepy eyes. Ye Xiaoyao has slept very lightly in the past few days, that is, Wu Mingshi just watched her a few days ago, if she really made any moves, it is estimated that she would have been abused a long time ago.

Wu Mingshi heard Ye Xiaoyao's voice, and the distracting thoughts in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the frowning brows on his face also relaxed, but instead of a sunny smile.

"I'm sorry, Yaoyao, I made a noise to you." The smile on Wu Mingshi's face was extraordinarily sunny, making Ye Xiaoyao feel like a spring breeze.

Wu Mingshi looked at Ye Xiaoyao for a moment, thinking that she was going to blame herself, and her temper softened at the moment: "Sister Yao...... The little one is wrong...... Disturb your old man's sleep, you continue, you continue, I'll go out and stay. Wu Mingshi's face immediately cried, and he didn't know why, now he was very doting on Ye Xiaoyao, and he didn't dare to make Ye Xiaoyao unhappy.

With that, Wu Mingshi ran outside. Ye Xiaoyao was stunned again: "Hey, what are you running?" Who let you out? Come back! Ye Xiaoyao didn't see such domineering even next to Tian Bo, it seems that she has been spoiled by Wu Mingshi these days.

When Wu Mingshi heard this, he paused, and turned around with a wry smile: "Yaoyao, let's talk about something, don't be angry......"

When Ye Xiaoyao heard this, she was happy: When did she get angry? Since he thinks so, it's better to be angry!

"Hmph, how can it be so easy to disturb this girl's sleep?" Ye Xiaoyao wrinkled her little nose and scolded with anger, in fact, she was already happy in her heart, "Come here!" To give...... Rub this girl's neck! Ye Xiaoyao's eyes rolled, there is a coolie here, why don't you give yourself a massage?

Wu Mingshi hesitated. This Ye Xiaoyao is young and ignorant, does he know, how can this girl's body be touched casually by outsiders? Besides, I have a fiancée, and if this spreads, it is not good for myself, Yaoyao, and Xiaoyue!

Seeing that Wu Mingshi's footsteps did not move, Ye Xiaoyao's brows furrowed even tighter, and she scolded in a coquettish voice: "Why can't you come back?" Ye Xiaoyao doesn't care about this, she has worked hard to sleep on a hard bed like Wu Mingshi these days, and she doesn't have her own small bed at all, "You can't come, I'll tell Sister Xiaoyue tomorrow that you bully me!" ”

"Good, good!" Wu Mingshi is afraid of Ye Xiaoyao, this little girl, anyway, no one knows, isn't it okay to be careful not to touch sensitive parts?

Also on a moonlit night, Situ Yang was wearing a cyan brocade robe, and there were two wine jars on the small table in front of him, plus a few side dishes.

Situ Yang quietly poured himself a full glass of wine, cup after cup. The dishes were not moved, but the wine was half drunk. Situ Yang was slightly drunk, his cheeks were red, and his body trembled a little. But he didn't stop, as if he had been wound up, repeating the action over and over again.

The cool breeze hit Situ Yang's face, he shivered slightly, the wine retreated slightly, and suddenly laughed again, raised the wine glass in his hand, stood up, held the spear beside him, and slowly opened the gun.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why don't you groan and walk slowly." Situ Yang chanted silently, his footsteps unfolded, and he slowly stepped forward, "Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses," Situ Yang only felt that the pride in his heart was agitated, and his steps became faster and faster, and suddenly a shot stabbed out, and he danced his spear again and again to unfold his body under this clear moonlit night, and actually practiced a set of unfamiliar marksmanship, "Who is afraid?!" Situ Yang shouted violently, and a heroic spirit stirred up the four fields, and the wind brought by the gun swept the surrounding trees with a rustling sound, and the leaves flew one after another, all drifting towards Situ Yang. Seeing this, Situ Yang took a sip of wine, the gun was faster, and the sound of breaking the wind was endless, and a small storm centered on Situ Yang was generated.

"A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng. The cold wind blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back...... "Situ Yang somehow became a poet, and recited a poem while waving the spear. Suddenly, he was stunned: Looking back? What do you look back on? What's there to see? There is only loneliness and depression!

"Looking back has always been bleak! Return! Situ Yang was lonely in his heart, and the gun's momentum gradually slowed down, but it became more and more weird.

"There is no wind or rain...... There is no sunny ......" Situ Yang took out the last shot, and in an instant, the wind stopped, and the fallen leaves seemed to be clapped by an invisible big hand, and they all fell to the ground. Although this style does not seem to have caused any stirring, however, the lonely mood of Situ Yang contained in this shot has reached the extreme, a shot is stabbed, and the dust around it settles, but the trees in front of it are all broken, and the broken trees stretch for more than ten zhang, and the strength of this gun is really a tiger out of the hole, a dragon in the sky, unstoppable!

Situ Yang put away his spear and stood quietly. He seemed to be silent, he was not happy because of the success of the poem, nor was he happy that his marksmanship had soared, but he was a little lonely.

"There is no wind or rain...... Nor ...... Love ......"

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