Li Niang took the white shirt from the hanger and handed it to the middle-aged man, and then said delicately: "You, careless, come and I'll put it on for you!"

"Haha... Good... You're a woman! But I like it!" said that, the man put on his clothes, but this white shirt set off the burly figure, how awkward it looked, he didn't have the scholarly temperament he wanted at all.

However, the man disagreed, turned around freely, and strode away from the door.

Closing the door, Li Niang snuggled up to the door, the expression on her face instantly turned cold, and she said to herself, "It's disgusting!"

"yes! It's disgusting!"

"Who?" Li Niang's expression changed, tensing up for a moment, and then she looked in the direction of the screen, because the voice came from there.

She knew that no matter who it was, then this person should be a member of the Demon Raid Clan, and the purpose of coming was very simple, it was nothing more than coveting her beauty, and then she was charming.

Men are all the same in her eyes, greedy for beauty and power, so as long as she hooks her fingers, then the other party will obediently bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

But this time she miscalculated, but she recognized this person, this person was none other than Fengjun who lived next door, but she didn't know how the other party hid in her room.

"Yo, isn't this the young master of the wind? What kind of wind blew you into my house, if I remember correctly, your room should be next door!

As she spoke, Liniang threw a wink at Zhang Yiyang, which almost made the other party unable to control it.

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhang Yiyang, at this time, Liniang was wearing a white long dress, revealing a small section of smooth shoulders, and the skin of the white frost and snow was as smooth as clotted cream.

And under this smooth neck there was a ditch that any man would want to climb over, and the ditch was so narrow that it was almost crowded together, so that the towering jade rabbit almost came out of the small cloth.

"Do you want it?"

Li Niang deliberately lowered her body to let Feng Jun see more clearly.

"Hmmm...!no, no, no!"

Zhang Yiyang subconsciously finished speaking, and hurriedly said three more words.

Li Niang sneered, laughing wildly, and then her voice suddenly became cold, and she whispered: "Wind boy, it's not impossible to take advantage of the old lady, but you need to get enough things!"

The cold voice obviously made Zhang Yiyang stunned for a moment, and then he laughed twice and said, "Li Niang, don't you want to know who I am?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Niang took two steps back, but she didn't dare to identify it, "You... Are you?" Li Niang stared at each other's eyes, and from those deep and dark eyes, Li Niang said in surprise: "Are you Yi Yang?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence!"

Saying that Zhang Yiyang returned to his original appearance, the fair-skinned and resolute-faced young man completely evoked Liniang's memory, she knew that he and she would meet again, but she didn't expect it to come so suddenly and so quickly.

"It's really you! It's great! It's so good, how did you do it! Even I didn't see that Fengjun was dressed up by you!"

Li Niang walked forward unceremoniously, then stretched out her hand and pinched the other party's face curiously.

Zhang Yiyang was unceremonious, and grabbed Liniang's little hand, which was held in his hand, weak and boneless, and very cool, which made him can't help but be a little fascinated, "Just these hands are like this, so what about the rest of the place?" However, such a thought was only in his mind for a moment, and he was thrown to the back of his mind.