Shen Lang was extremely domineering and lifted the veil that covered Liu Monong's face.

Just to see the mysteriousness.

Then he froze where he was.

The eyes that shine like stars are breathtaking.

White and delicate skin, slender neck.

It has the unique gentleness of Jiangnan women, and the strong smell of books, which is even more impressive.

That delicate cheek is not powdered, but it is fascinating.

Shen Lang seemed to have walked into a beautiful picture of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, lingering.

He looked at Liu Monong stupidly, and couldn't help but be distracted for a while.

Although Liu Mo is less demagogic and enchanting, he is full of otherworldly temperament.

Just like the fairy who descended to the earth, Shen Lang couldn't help but swallow dryly.

She is simply a fairy who came out of calligraphy and painting!

In the face of Shen Lang's sudden attack, Liu Monong, who was not the slightest defense, couldn't help but scream immediately.

She wanted to resist, she wanted to struggle.

But Shen Lang's left hand, which was like an iron claw, hugged her slender waist tightly, making her unable to move.

Especially Shen Lang's incomparably hot breath, which blew directly on her cheeks.

It made her feel numb.

After a brief moment of shock, Liu Monong regained his composure.

"Childe, why are you so domineering?"

Liu Monong frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Girl, why are you so touching?"

Shen Lang replied without thinking, and his gaze became even hotter.

The heat wave that he kept blowing made Liu Monong's delicate cheeks instantly climb a layer of touching redness.

The unique gentleness of Jiangnan women, as well as the peerless appearance of the country and the city, plus the unique bookish atmosphere.

made Shen Lang fall into it in an instant, unable to extricate himself.

This willow ink is thick, and it is worthy of being the Oiran of Pingkangfang who has won three consecutive terms.

Sure enough, it lives up to its name!

"Childe praised it."

Liu Monong immediately smiled and said humbly.

"Shall we dive in?"

Shen Lang showed an extremely evil smile as he spoke.

Then I saw him bend over, and he hugged Liu Monong in an extremely domineering manner.

"Ahh

Liu Monong couldn't help screaming again.

Panic instantly.

Since the moment she won the Oiran of Pingkangfang, she has maintained an extremely mysterious personality.

Not even a man who is close to her, let alone a man who has a skin-to-skin relationship with her?

So in the face of Shen Lang's domineering actions, she panicked instantly.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Liu Monong asked in a panic at Shen Lang.

"Doing what we all love, of course."

Shen Lang showed a wicked smile as he spoke.

With such straightforward words, how could Liu Monong not know the meaning?

She was completely panicked.

Facing Liu Monong, who is like a fairy, how can Shen Lang not be tempted?

Who wouldn't want to be a beast?

If you don't want to, then it's definitely a eunuch!

But just as Shen Lang was about to make his next move, there was a sudden chaotic shouting outside.

"White-haired boy, get out of here!"

Then, Eldest Sun Chong's extremely angry voice exploded in the Drunken Cloud Pavilion.

This damn white-haired boy not only ruined his face, but also made him lose face.

What's more, this white-haired boy took the lead and actually walked into the boudoir that he had been thinking about.

As the eldest son of the prime minister of the dynasty, how could he swallow this breath?

Shen Lang must be taught a hard lesson!

Otherwise, how can he save face?

Otherwise, how can you win the heart of Miss Monong?

At this time, Shen Lang was interrupted by this sudden voice.

His restless right hand was suspended in mid-air.

Malegobi!

I dare to disturb the good things of the master!

Shen Lang's heart immediately swelled with anger.

There are people clamoring outside, where is he still in the mood to have a good understanding of Liu Monong.

"Wait for the master obediently, and the master will go back when he goes."

Shen Lang stretched out his hand and pinched Liu Monong's chin, like a gentleman, and said with a wicked smile.

Then he resisted the impulse in his heart, turned and walked away in style.

And Liu Monong, who was lying on the bed, looked at Shen Lang's back stupidly, and a strange feeling instantly welled up in his heart.

"Childe, you must come back."

Liu Mo looked at the direction where Shen Lang disappeared and muttered alone.

At this moment, she did not have the slightest anger in her heart, but was full of worry about Shen Lang.

As soon as Shen Lang walked out of Liu Monong's boudoir, he saw that twenty or thirty strong men with sticks had gathered in the hall downstairs.

At this moment, the old bustard of the Drunken Cloud Pavilion was standing in the middle of the stairs, trying to stop the intrusion of Changsun Chong and the others.

"You dare to disturb the good things of the master, are you tired of being crooked?"

Shen Lang held back the anger in his heart and said coldly to the eldest grandson downstairs.

"Quickly report the name, the young master's subordinates will not die and nameless ghosts."

Eldest Sun Chong showed a sinister smile as he spoke.

"The master's surname is Shen, the name is Lang, and the word is the sea."

Before Shen Lang's words fell, the person jumped down from the upper floor.

Facing Shen Lang's incomparably chic posture, Changsun Chong instantly let out a "chuckle" in his heart.

This damn Shen Lang dared to jump from the second floor, did he really underestimate him?

Then, an inexplicable fear surged from the bottom of his heart.

But just when he was slightly stunned, he saw Shen Lang's rapidly falling body pause slightly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Shen Lang stretch out his right foot.

Facing the soles that were getting closer and closer to him, Changsun Chong was instantly shocked.

But before he could shout for help, Shen Lang's soles were slammed into his face.

Click!

With the sound of a bone breaking, Changsun Chong's body flew out.

The nosebleed that spurted out made a beautiful arc in the air.

Boom!

As a loud bang fell, Changsun Chong's body slammed into the ground.

He didn't even have a chance to scream, and fainted directly.

At the same time, Shen Lang's incomparably chic body also landed.

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at Shen Lang's smiling expression stupidly, their mouths opened wide, and their hearts set off a monstrous wave.

He actually kicked Changsun Chong away.

That's the son of Sun Wuji, the prime minister of the dynasty!

This Shen Lang boy is simply too arrogant!

Especially this kick, it's just handsome!

Even the old bustard of the Drunken Cloud Pavilion in his last years looked at Shen Lang stupidly at this time, and he felt even more regretful in his heart.

If he is twenty years younger, he will definitely let this son who is both civil and military into his pocket!

But the years are unforgiving, and she is now a broken flower......

"Hurry up, the master is going to pick up a group of you alone!"

Shen Lang said disdainfully at the stunned strong men around him.

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