But Lu Xueman was reluctant...... Is it swollen?

"Aside from the souls, I'm not interested in the affairs of other dead people. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] Talking to the dead, do I have a cramp in my head?"

She reached for the bottle, only to find that they had drunk all the wine on the table.

Walking to the wine cabinet, she took out a bottle of cocktail, but she couldn't unscrew the cap, swayed back, and handed the bottle to Ye Nanfeng.

"Unscrew it for me!"

"Dead girl, won't you take a few more bottles?"

Indignantly, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took a big sip first.

Lu Xueman snatched the wine bottle, but her feet were unstable and she plunged into the master's arms. Both of them drank too much, she suddenly bumped over, Ye Nanfeng hurriedly reached out to hug the person, but he didn't pay attention to his feet.

Plop, bang!

The master and apprentice fell backwards, and the double weight brought a muffled sound.

As a human flesh futon, Ye Nanfeng fell and stiffened his back, and it took a long time to breathe a sigh of relief. She tried hard to push people away, but she didn't mean to get up.

He thought that continuing the topic just now would make the good apprentice stand up, so he whispered, "What if they are also unjustly killed?"

"They've all been dead for twenty years, and they've long since turned to ashes...... Even if they're still alive, it doesn't matter to me. ”

Sleepiness hit, Lu Xue patted his face impatiently and signaled him to shut up.

Dead girl, do you want me to make a human flesh mattress for the night?

If such an ambiguous posture is seen by outsiders, they still think they are a young couple in love?

Lu Xueman, you can't bear to let the master lose his evening festival?

Do you want to be so pitiful?

If you don't get up again, I'll miss you to death!

Ye Nanfeng's heart was congested, and he persistently asked, "Why?"

"Twenty years is long enough for them to find their own children. If they are alive and have not appeared, it can only mean one thing, they don't care about me as a daughter at all. In that case, why should I care how they died?"

Covering his mouth, Lu Xue arched into his arms, pulled the blanket, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Besides, I have him...... Don't look at him always with an ice cube face, black-bellied, domineering and bullying, but he is handsome, earth-shattering, with a good figure and excellent cooking skills...... It's hard to find such a man with a lantern......"

Her chest was pressed by her, Ye Nanfeng had a little difficulty breathing, supported her head with both hands, and moved the place slightly.

"You care so much about him?"

When she is drunk, she instinctively thinks that when people are drunk, they can say things that they usually want to say but can't.

"I care if he has a bird? He likes Lorraine so much...... I was nothing in his eyes...... You know, in order to marry that woman, he actually bought a room full of antiques, and took out any one of them to last me for a lifetime...... Master, I'm really kind enough to stuff ......."

A sour ache welled up, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she choked up and couldn't say any more.

"Are you jealous of Lorraine?"

She was a big living person and was turned into slag by a dead person in seconds, and she was weakly exploded.

“...... It's envy, jealousy, and hatred......"

Uncle, you are a blue face and a curse, why don't you go and harm others, but choose me?

The trembling of her breath made Ye Nanfeng feel distressed for a while, and gently stroked her back, trying to soothe her emotions.

"The yin qi of antiques is too heavy to be placed in a new house. You see, Lorraine and he didn't get together, and that's the best proof of that. ”

Grabbing Ye Nanfeng's cheek, she said gratefully, "Master, you are really comforting!"

"Who made me your master?"

Reaching out to touch the tears on Lu Xueman's face, he rubbed her forehead with pity.

"Why is he hiding it from me? I've said more than once that I'm not interested in what was before. Even if he told me, I wouldn't be too upset. But he's been hiding it from me, is it because he doesn't believe me?"

Thinking of Quan Mutian's concealment from her, tears overflowed into the corners of her eyes again.

Uncle, you care so much about Lorraine, why are you marrying me?

Even if you marry me, why are you so nice to me? Then tell me that you love someone else.

It's so unkind!

That's it, you lied to me...... Don't believe me......

Ye Nanfeng sighed a few times in succession, "Maybe he has his own concerns?"

Lu Xueman raised his head, the water in his eyes floated, and he looked at him fixedly, his eyes were full of stubbornness.

"A white lie is also a deception......"

"Women in love have their heads furnished, and so do you!"

She was instantly struck to the point that her head hung down and hit him headfirst in the chest.

Ye Nanfeng snorted, almost losing his breath.

Can't let her go on!

"By the way, when are you going to get up?"

Two paws grabbed his ears, Lu Xueman's sleepy eyelids fought, how could he care about what he said, and fell asleep contentedly.

The other one is not calm, and he can't stop thinking about it.

"Manman, you're married, just knock me down like this, do you think it's appropriate? If your husband knows, my life will be in danger. ”

The good apprentice breathed evenly, and Ye Nanfeng suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

"Lu Xueman, Lu Xueman...... Help! Someone is robbing money, help!"

In the cabin on the first floor, Wei Beila and Situ Xin drank and chatted, and before they knew it, they drank all the wine on the table. The two of them lay on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

It wasn't until the sound of noisy footsteps in the cabin that they slowly opened their eyes.

"Who the hell is that?"

She couldn't open her eyes with a strong light, and scolded irritably, Wei Beila covered her eyes, turned her face away, and continued to sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, before dawn, Bai Haoran walked into the cabin with a flashlight, and the moment he pressed the switch, he was shocked.

A man and a woman in the cabin were lying head to head on the sofa, with the man's arms on top of his head and the woman pillowed his forearms, looking like they were sleeping with their necks crossed.

"Verbela, you get up for me!"

He was angry, grabbed the woman's collar, pulled the person up directly, and questioned sharply.

"Explain to me what's going on?"

Wei Beila's head was a mess, she was so sleepy that she couldn't care who it was, and she reached out to push him away. But those claws seemed to grow on the body, and they couldn't be shaken off.

"What...... Who are you...... It's a noisy dream in the middle of the night, do you have a little morality, get out!"

"Who do you say I am?!"

Almost mad, Bai Haoran pinched her jaw, and the sudden pain forced him to open her eyes.

It turned out to be him!

Wherever he went, he followed, how could this man be like a dog skin plaster?

"White ...... What are you doing here?" slapped his paw away, Wei Bei tilted his body and fell back into the sofa, "The old lady is not interested in you, roll the calf for me." ”

"You ran out just to drink with this guy?"

"What do you care about? Who are you, why do you care about me? Your fiancée is Jiang Zuer, and I am just one of your many colored flags...... You don't have the right to care about me......"

Passing over her face, the woman's eyes in front of her were like water, and her white and red face was pitiful.

Looking at her fixedly, Bai Haoran's hands were bruised, and he raised his arms high, and his palms never fell.

"You, get up for me!"

"I'm like this, you can't control it!"

She wrapped herself in a blanket, rolled over, and raised her arm in a demonic gesture of retreat.

The feeling of being ignored made him so unhappy that he copied his hands, intending to take the person and the blanket away. But before her fingertips touched her person, she was pushed away by Song Yiming with a wave of his hand.

He grabbed Situ Xin's collar, almost lifted the person up, and shouted angrily, "Situ Xin, where is my sister?"

Song Xiaoyu and Wang Bichen went to Jiang's Mansion to participate in a charity misunderstanding, but their sister didn't come back until midnight.

Knowing that the people of the Wang family were also looking for his daughter, he panicked and called his brother to help find someone.

Quan Mutian lost his wife, Bai Haoran's sweetheart also ran away, and the little princess of the Song family did not know where to go. The people of the five great families were like headless flies, turning the sea upside down in a matter of hours.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that I received a text message from Yeyun Mountain that I knew that a few of them had gone to sea.

The brothers jumped on the yacht and drove straight to the open sea. The yacht was driving extremely fast, and they were already upside down. Seeing the scene in the cabin, who can calm down?

“...... Your sister?" frowned and opened his eyes, Situ Xin asked rhetorically, "Who is your sister?"

"Your sister!"

"Who's your sister?"

"Situ Xin, do you speak human words? Believe it or not, I punched you in the head?" Song Yiming raised his arms, and his fists came with a strong wind.

Wei Beila, who was on the side, couldn't listen anymore, suddenly sat up, pointed to his nose and said, "Which of your sisters is an objective statement, which country are you, and you can't even understand the Chinese language so marked?"

Song Yiming had never been teased by a woman, and his face was a little unbearable, "When will it be your turn to speak here?"

She didn't show weakness, and asked with a straight face, "Why can't I talk when you make the old lady sleep?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you were my second brother's woman, I would have slapped you to death!"

"Yo! You boys, do you have any other skills besides picking up girls, hooking up with girls, and cheating people into getting married? You only know that you compete with women, and you all have excessive male hormone secretion, you should all go to the doctor!"

Song Yiming's eyes were cold, and his face turned white with anger.

Bai Haoran also felt that she was too much, and reached out to cover her mouth, not allowing her to say any more, "Beibei, shut up!"

opened his mouth and bit him, Wei Beilayang raised his hand and slapped him with a big mouth, "It has nothing to do with you what the old lady wants to do, don't fill half of the garlic here!"

"You!"

was slapped by a woman in public, and Bai Haoran was furious.

But she didn't dump him at all, and glanced at the man fiercely, as if to say, you don't help me in front of outsiders, and you still want the old lady to drag you down?

understood what she meant in seconds, and Bai Haoran knew that she had always been worried about Jiang Zuer's affairs.

However, he couldn't help himself about the marriage.

The quarrel between the man and the woman made Situ Xin completely sober up, and he sat up and slowly cleared his eyes.

"I don't know who Sister Ling is. Not long after the charity misunderstanding began, I went to sea with Beibei and stayed on the boat all night. Therefore, I don't know anything about Ling Mei. ”

Song Yiming didn't believe his words.

My sister is not Huo Xinyi, she rarely participates in drinking parties and dances, and even if she attends events, she will not stay up all night.

His intuition told him that something had happened to his sister!

"My sister was helped into the taxi by your family's servant, and your Jiang family has nothing to do with this matter!"

"Song Yiming, Situ Xin has always been with me, he knows who your sister is? Also, why did you break into someone else's yacht to ask for someone?"

"You explain to me what it means that you are always together?"

Wei Beila's words stung Bai Haoran's nerves, and the situation in the cabin on the second floor was not much better at this time.