"The wood surnamed Liang, where is your hello? She is clear and jade, high up, and usually doesn't touch it. It's not like you, who can serve men like this. ”

Liang Yueying walked to the backstage of the drama troupe, and heard Zhang Xicheng's voice coming from inside.

The two of them were so engrossed that the curtain made of fine silk slipped to the ground, covering the scattered costumes all over the floor.

"Master, if our affairs are known to Miss Liang Er, you can protect the apprentice." The smell in the woman's tone made Liang Yueying unable to listen to it.

"Afraid of what?" He snorted disdainfully, "In the early years, I ran around the docks, and the troupe was in a recession, so I needed to use the financial resources of the Liang Family Tea House to help. Now that she is famous all over Kyushu, there are too many female students and aunts who want to praise me, who still rares her unruly eldest lady. Who made her stupid at the beginning, let me ask for it, and teach me everything. It's no wonder that no one else is to blame. ”

When Liang Yueying heard this, she couldn't hold back anymore and snorted angrily, "Slut! ”

It turned out that the good match she had in mind was such an ungrateful Chen Shimei.

The horn that was brought out with real money, and the kung fu of turning around, was like his female apprentice!

The little apprentice was panicked when he heard this, hurriedly pulled up his shawl, got up with a sob, and hid behind the master, still arguing in his mouth: "Second ...... Second Miss, it's not what you think. ”

Zhang Xicheng turned his head and looked at Liang Yueying, without half a wave in his eyes.

Slowly buttoned the button on his chest with one hand, looked playfully at Liang Yueying, who was staring at him, and said jokingly: "What? Haven't seen enough? Tell you, I don't look at it in vain, I have to give me ten gold bars first, go back to your Liang house, show it to you casually, and give it to you...... Touch. ”

Zhang Xicheng bit the word "touch", as if he was accustomed to romance.

Liang Yueying didn't know how he became like this, or did she never know him?

was so angry that his chest hurt, rushed over, and with a "snap", he was slapped in the face and hit him viciously.

Her hands were delicate and delicate, and a slap made her wrists hurt.

But it hurts even more about the heart.

Dense, pinprick-like, grinding her eyes warm.

The next moment.

Zhang Xicheng, who used to take good care of her and was reluctant to let her lose even a single hair, hit her back without mercy at this moment. was originally a martial artist, and he had a little kung fu on his body, and he used all his strength to fight, and the corners of Liang Yueying's mouth immediately oozed blood.

"Second Miss, Master and I truly love each other, you will fulfill us!" Shen Xingchu's voice was delicate, her clothes were half open, and she was loosely placed on her body, revealing half of her rounded shoulders, which were mottled with red marks.

As if to show off how intense it was just now, affection:

"Last time, for the sake of Master's future, I went to the foreigner hospital to kill a child. This time, I am pregnant with Master's flesh and blood for the second time, and if I have a miscarriage, I am afraid that I will not be able to have children in the future. ”

"Second Miss, your noble family has its own blessings, so let us go."

"For the sake of his future, you gave up interfering in other people's feelings, but for his future, I have real money and several years of youth." Liang Yueying's voice was soft, word by word, with a slight trembling, and her little face was pale:

"You're full of empathy, and you seem to be so compromised, but it's your fault in the first place. If I'm a good one, do I want to give you three taels of gold for recuperation and praise you for being sensible? ”

She slowly took out a gun from her waist and put it against Shen Xingchu's chest.

Shen Xingchu froze for a moment.

"You might as well give up something for his future, I am the young lady of the Liang family, you caused this kind of disaster to humiliate me, you and him, you have to die."

Suddenly.

Zhang Xicheng stood up, faced the gun, held the barrel, moved the muzzle of the gun away from the apprentice's chest, and aimed it at himself.

The man's fingertips rubbed over Liang Yueying's fingers.

In an indifferent tone, he said, "Liang Yueying, if you want to kill Shen Xingchu, shoot me first." ”