Chapter Twenty-Eight: Fuck Your Uncle

"Let's go, Strategist?" Zhang Muhe said to Xiao Rate with a slight smile. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Will ...... General, please. Xiao Shu didn't know what she had in mind, and said with a little shudder.

In his heart, he was thinking about how he should get out, and it was absolutely impossible for him to give up Qin Xiangyu, but if he wanted to gouge out his eyes and tongue, it was even more impossible for Xiao Shu to accept it.

Or do you take both? Xiao Yu suddenly thought that his eyes couldn't help but look at Zhang Muhe, and involuntarily appeared in his mind, the picture of the beauty taking a bath.

Zhang Muhe glanced at Xiao Shu coldly, did not speak, and walked forward, the battle armor on his body was even more 'rattling'.

Xiao Rate was a little apprehensive, and followed behind Zhang Muhe with some blushing.

"I have important matters to discuss with the military advisor, so you all go down." Zhang Muhe came to the door of his room and said in a deep voice to the sergeant behind him.

After speaking, Zhang Muhe pushed open the room and walked in first.

Xiao Shu's palms were soaked with beads of sweat, could it be that there was really a blessing tonight? But are you worthy of Xiangyu like this?

Although he thought so in his heart, Xiao Shu's footsteps made a ghost step in, and what was even more strange was that he closed the door and locked it.

"What? Got it thought about? Zhang Muhe suddenly sneered and said.

Regarding his appearance, Zhang Muhe is still confident.

"Ahh Xiao Shu was thinking about Yanfu in his heart, and he didn't hear what Zhang Muhe said clearly.

"Hmph, men really don't have a good thing." Zhang Muhe glanced at Xiao Rate with disdain and said lightly.

"No, I ......" Xiao reflexively wanted to defend, but he didn't know what to say at this time.

From following Zhang Muhe in to closing the door, isn't there a psychology of stealing incense? This is ancient times, and three wives and four concubines were allowed, but why should I defend myself?

Now, there are only two people in the whole room, and Xiao Shu feels more and more dry in his mouth, so he simply puts everything aside and takes the initiative.

"Since you know it's not a good thing, then you still lead me into the abyss of sin?" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Sui's mouth, approached Zhang Muhe, and gently blew on her earrings.

From the very beginning, this woman has always taken the initiative, Xiao Shu has been led by the nose, and what she thinks is sorry for Qin Xiangyu.

But now that Xiao Shu has figured it out, he doesn't seem to have done anything to Qin Xiangyu, so where is there anything to say sorry for?

But Xiao Yu knew that this was just an excuse for himself.

Zhang Muhe is different from Qin Xiangyu, Qin Xiangyu's eyes have a touch of sorrow in them from beginning to end, especially after her parents left, she recognized Xiao Rate in her life.

There is a feeling that only Xiao Rate is respectful in it, coupled with that kind of pitiful look, which makes Xiao Rate pity even more.

But Zhang Muhe is a resolute woman, in order to protect Xiao Shu, she did not hesitate to turn her face with her eldest sister, which is also a kind of love, at least Xiao Shu thinks so in his heart.

Zhang Muhe's originally calm heart suddenly jumped up quickly 'bang bang', and subconsciously avoided it, his face a little blushing.

"How can I have it, you closed the door yourself......" The last few words, even she didn't believe it.

Where would Zhang Muhe have thought that this man would change so quickly, he was in a trance for a while, and dodging became an instinct.

Maybe Zhang Muhe didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, at first she really wanted Xiao Shu to be responsible, this man looked at his body, but he couldn't be cheap.

But now, in the face of this man's teasing, she was subconsciously a little scared.

Zhang Muhe didn't know if Xiao Rate was serious or if he wanted to be happy. Every woman wants to give herself to a man who is worthy of her trust.

But in this troubled world, this ordinary request can no longer be more ordinary, but it is even more difficult for women of their appearance.

Xiao Shu looked at her red cheeks, her delicate appearance, and her unreceding beard, feeling a little funny, and quipped: "Oh? In that case, I'm going to open the door, huh? ”

As he spoke, Xiao Sui turned around and walked towards the door of the room, but his eyes were staring at Zhang Muhe.

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After Liu Mang was driven away by Xiao Shu, he always felt that the cub seemed to have something to hide from him, and thought to himself, could it be that he had any tricks, and he didn't want to bring the uncle, right?

Thinking of this, Liu Mang couldn't sit still, spared a circle, and quietly touched the door of Zhang Muhe's room.

I just wanted to push the door in, but suddenly it occurred to me that the uncle just went in like this, in case that kid kept his mouth shut, wouldn't it be in vain?

Immediately, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Liu Mang's mouth, and the whole person was stuck on the door, just to hear what Xiao Shu and Zhang Muhe were whispering to hide from themselves.

However, at this time, the door suddenly opened, Liu Mang was not careful, tripped on the threshold, and fell directly to the ground.

This sudden appearance of the figure startled Xiao Shu, and he hurriedly took out the seven-star crossbow from his back waist and pointed the arrow at Liu Mang on the ground.

Seeing that it was him, Xiao Shu had a feeling of weakness, as if he had been caught stealing, and asked helplessly: "Silly big man, what are you doing?" ”

"Hmph, son of a bitch, the uncle knows that you and General Zhang have a plan, can you take the uncle with you?" Liu Mang got up from the ground, grabbed Xiao Shu's arm and said.

For other things, Liu Mang is not interested, but for fighting, he is particularly energetic.

Xiao Shu looked at him with tears and laughter, and thought in his heart: Stealing incense, can Lao Tzu take you? Don't TMD.

"If you don't bring the uncle, the uncle will follow you, and the thatched house will follow you." Liu Mang looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, and was even more sure that he definitely had something to hide from himself.

"Silly big man, don't you stink?" Xiao said helplessly.

This green-faced man looks tall and big, why does he look like this?

Xiao Shu saw that Liu Mang really didn't let go, and the passion for stealing incense in his heart was instantly extinguished, and he said to him: "I'm going back now, you can't follow me back to the room, right?" ”

"It's okay, Uncle doesn't mind." Liu Mang scratched the back of his head with a smile and put on an indifferent expression.

Xiao Shu had the urge to beat up this guy, not to mention the good things that disturbed Lao Tzu, and stuck to himself like a fart.

"Fuck your uncle, I don't mind." Xiao Shu didn't bother to pay attention to Liu Mang, flicked his sleeves, turned his head and left.

Liu Mang's eyes turned to Zhang Muhe, Zhang Muhe glared, he shrunk his neck, turned around and chased after Xiao Shu.

Xiao Shuo was convinced of Liu Mang, this guy really stuck to himself, returned to the room, and fell to the bed angrily, and heard a whistle from outside the door.

"Come in," Xiao Rate said angrily.