Listening to the movement next door, Tang Jiaren sat up, looked at Yu Qianqiong and asked, "Do you have an urge to go over and plug that woman's mouth?" ”

Yu Qianqiong replied truthfully: "There is impulse, but the idea is different. ”

Tang Jiaren raised her eyebrows and waited for the following.

Yu Qianqiong said: "I want to rush over, cut the man's roots, and solve two problems at once." ”

Tang Jiaren smirked: "Ha! ”

Yu Qianqiong hooked the corners of her lips.

Tang Jiaren asked: "Where did you put the things you bought on the road?" ”

Yu Qianqiong replied: "In the cabinet." ”

Tang Jiaren got up, opened the cabinet, took out the things he bought on the road, and gave himself a rough appearance.

Yu Qianqiong asked, "It's late at night, what are you doing here?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "You don't understand. In case the trouble next door is too fierce later, I can go out and do chivalrous deeds. ”

Yu Qianqiong said with a smile: "Destroying other people's mandarin ducks is not chivalrous, right?" ”

Tang Jiaren came to the bed, and also kneaded the disguise cream on Yu Qianqiong's face, and said, "Is that a mandarin duck neck?" That's killing pigs! Listen to the infiltration. ”

Yu Qianqiong asked, "Then why did you give me a disguise?" ”

Tang Jiaren replied: "I'm afraid that when you went to find someone to theorize, you were dragged into the house by that woman and turned into a second pig." ”

Yu Qianqiong: "...... ”

Tang Jiaren had just finished her work and said, "It's okay." The oil lamp in the room happened to burn out, and after two struggles, it went out, and the room fell into darkness.

Tang Jiaren lay back on the mattress, turned her back to Yu Qianqiong, and yawned. Yu Qianqiong lay on her side on the bed, looking at the back of the beauty.

In the second room, a series of screams and slapping sounds of the woman were heard again.

Tang Jiaren closed her eyes and frowned.

Yu Qianqiong turned over, lay on the edge of the bed, stretched out a hand, and patted Tang Jiaren's back.

Tang Jiaren was instantly furious, turned around suddenly, and was about to make a move, but Yu Qianqiong stuffed two pillows over.

Yu Qianqiong said: "One pillow, one hugging." ”

Tang Jiaren didn't push, and directly took the two pillows, pillowed, and hugged them.

Yu Qianqiong said: "Sleep." ”

Tang Jiaren muttered: "It's like if you don't say sleep, I won't dare to sleep." Hmph~" She was like a little pig, arching around in the bed, continuing to turn her back to Yu Qianqiong and closing her eyes.

Yu Qianqiong pillowed her arm and looked at Tang Jiaren's back, her eyes were shining and moving.

The effort of tossing half a cup of tea next door finally stopped.

Yu Qianqiong closed her eyes in a smile. For him, the sound was not unfamiliar at all. Running a brothel, more exaggerated than this has been heard. It's just that because Tang Jia is by her side, the voice sounds a little different and embarrassing.

After less than a cup of tea, there was movement next door. The man's lewd words, the woman's exaggerated screams, stunned to outline a vulgar little yellow scroll.

Maybe the room was too quiet, or the people in the next room were outstanding, and the cries became sharp and wild, like a wild cat making a spring, drilling straight into people's ears.

Yu Qianqiong stretched out her hand, pulled up Tang Jiaren's quilt, and gently covered her ears.

In the sixth room, the ram Diao pushed open the window, looked at the eternal moon, and once again wandered out of the world. No one knows what he's thinking. Occasionally, there was a raised cry, but he didn't react, completely undisturbed.

In the fifth room, Tang Buxiu curled the corners of his lips and smiled evilly. He deliberately occupied the fifth room and left the fourth room for Qiu Yuebai. On such a passionate night, the autumn moon is white and enjoyable. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't know the way, he would definitely go out and bring back a beautiful girl and send it to Qiu Yuebai's bed.

Tang Bu couldn't stop thinking of this, sat up, rolled his eyes, narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled.

In the fourth room, Qiu Yuebai leaned against the head of the bed, playing with the dagger. This dagger may seem ordinary, but it is a rare weapon. It seems to be plain and simple, but it can blow hair and break hair, and it is someone's beloved thing. Perhaps, he should go back to Autumn City.

The third upper room was quiet, as if it were uninhabited.

The bustle in the second room easily passed through the third room and into the room of Autumn Moon White. But his mind was not on it. Occasionally, when I came back to my senses and heard it, I was like an old monk in a fixed place, and I didn't even have an expression.

In the third room, in the darkness, sat a woman dressed in black.

She lifted her blouse, revealing her slender waist and slightly arched back. She had a wound on her waist, about a finger long, her flesh tumbling, and the occasional slender white bug swam swiftly by, looking disgusting.

She poured some gold medicine on the wound, and then wrapped a slender black belt around the wound, one, two, three times, and fastened it firmly.

From beginning to end, she didn't say a word.

She put down her clothes, picked up a small box, dug out a black paste, applied it to her face and hands, and then grabbed a black cloth and tied it to her face, revealing only her two eyes, and black eyelids.

After getting ready, the woman in black pushed open the window amid the exaggerated screams of the woman next door, sneaked out, came to the window of the second upper room, took out the prepared strong aphrodisiac, and blew it into the house with a hollow tube. The two people who were already not ashamed of themselves were even more intense this time, shaking the table so much that they were about to fall apart, and kept hitting the wall, making a knocking sound.

In the upper room of No. 1, Yu Qianqiong listened to the sound of knocking and knocking, so she simply sat up, got down lightly, opened the door, and knocked on the door of the No. 2 upper room.

The people in the house ignored the knock.

Yu Qianqiong's eyebrows condensed with coldness, and she began to slam the door hard, making a knocking sound.

Qiu Yuebai, Tang Buxiu and Ram Diao Diao heard this movement and knew that someone couldn't listen to it anymore, but they didn't know who this person was.

The woman in black used her dagger to pick open the window bolt of the No. 1 upper room, then lightly opened the window, jumped into the house, pulled out the dagger, and walked to the bed.

When my feet stepped on the ground, I felt a little soft, and I immediately looked down.

But I saw a quilt in front of my feet, and a bag bulged out under the quilt, and a person was curled up. And her feet, through the quilt, were stepping on the back of that person's hand!

Tang Jiaren was trampled on, and screamed bitterly in the bed: "Lift your feet!" ”

The woman in black didn't expect Tang Jiaren to sleep on the ground, not on the bed. She was shocked, and immediately let go of her foot, took a step back, but stepped on Tang Jiaren's feet through the quilt.

Tang Jiaren is not a good-natured person. Even if it's good-tempered, he's angry at this moment. She retracted her foot and swept it out again.

The woman in black immediately jumped up and jumped directly onto the bed.

Tang Jiaren mistakenly thought that it was Yu Qianqiong who stepped on him, so he didn't think too much about it, snorted dissatisfiedly, wrapped the quilt tightly, and fell asleep.

The woman in black held out her hand again......