When he returned to his residence and glanced at the hidden door, Zhang Yiyang didn't immediately go over to disturb him, but just as he pushed open his door and was about to enter the house, Liniang's leisurely voice came.

"Come in!"

Zhang Yiyang shook his head helplessly, closed the door again, walked to Liniang's room, and then pushed the door in.

The room was filled with a strange fragrance and, of course, a temperature that had not had time to fade. And what this temperature represents, I believe Zhang Yiyang knows it very well.

Walking through the living room, Li Niang was lying on the bed, supporting her head with her right hand, and her body lying on her side covered an important part of her body with a futon, and the straight and round pair of jade legs and a fragrant shoulder under her neck were so clearly exposed to the air, people couldn't help but want to rush up and play with it.

Zhang Yiyang didn't dare to look at it more, walked to the corner cabinet next to the bed, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a glass of water, but his mind was full of the graceful body that lingered, and he kept fantasizing about what kind of spring would be under the quilt that was lifted?

"You were home last night, all night!"

Li Niang paused for a moment and expressed her doubts in her heart.

"Hmm! I'm going to find Raid Cai'er!"

Zhang Yiyang didn't know why he wanted to tell Liniang what happened last night.

"Giggles... Giggles...!" Li Niang laughed wildly, as if she had heard the best joke, so that the quilt on her chest also slipped back unconsciously, revealing a piece of cloth for wrapping.

Zhang Yiyang sighed, seeing the cloth was inevitably a little lost, but seeing the other party's smile, he still asked, "What are you laughing at?

Li Niang glanced at the other party, and said coquettishly: "Oh! It's nothing! I just think someone should be quite embarrassed last night!"

"You...!" Zhang Yiyang naturally remembered why Liniang screamed so loudly last night, obviously she did it on purpose, but he didn't want to continue to dwell on this matter, so he immediately said: "Let's get down to business!"

Hearing this, Liniang sat up, wrapped her body in a quilt, and a pair of white calves with two small feet fell mischievously on the side of the bed.

"Something is in the Black Dragon Gate of the World Dragon!"

"I should have thought of it a long time ago!" Zhang Yiyang touched his forehead, with a helpless face, the matter of the Black Dragon Gate had already been told to him before, there was some trouble, the two Zikui dead soldiers who had met in the Xiahou Clan before were already invulnerable when they fought, and now they have to face the entire Black Dragon Gate, and it seems that they can only outwit.

"Do you want me to tell you about the Black Dragon Gate? You may not know that the old guy who attacked Shilong is not a man at all, it is said that he is not close to women, does not eat grains, and has practiced a child's skill that is not weak!"

Hearing the latter sentence, Zhang Yiyang couldn't help but be stunned, "No wonder this guy doesn't recognize his six relatives and is so ruthless to himself!"

"I'll leave the rest to me! It's just that did he tell you that the thing was placed on the body of the Raider Dragon, or the headquarters of the Black Dragon Gate?"

Li Niang stood up with a quilt, walked barefoot to the corner cabinet, picked up the tea that Zhang Yiyang drank before, and poured it into her mouth without hesitation. Of course, I didn't forget to lick my lips after drinking.

"On the body of the dragon!Indeed, I can't help with the rest!But if you need it, people can pay for it!" As she spoke, Li Niang let go of her grip on the quilt and let the thin quilt slide freely.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yiyang got up and ran away.

Of course, Li Niang was still wrapped in a hip-length blanket, and it was obvious that she was deliberately teasing each other from the beginning of entering the house.

Seeing the young man who seemed to be fleeing from the wilderness, Liniang chuckled, and there was a trace of unwillingness in her smile.