Lanke Chess Edge

The three of them figured out the names of each other in a few words, and also understood why they ended up in the Laohe Temple. Of course, Yang Hao could sense that there were actually many loopholes in the woman's so-called anger with her mother and leaving home, but he would not point it out at all. And Wang Yuanming really couldn't tell the difference.

Ji Yuan had to admire this banshee. Before entering the room, she started to scratch her head and make a gesture, but she was coquettish with her hands, and the pitiful expression on her face did not diminish. She was indeed a master. Wang Yuanming could actually be alone with this woman in the middle of the night. In a sense, his concentration was enough.

After chatting with Yang Hao and Wang Yuanming for a while, and "inadvertently" showing off her soft figure several times, the woman suddenly turned to look at Ji Yuan and Li Jingchun, and asked suspiciously.

"Aren't these two sleeping people on the same path as the two young masters? I haven't seen the introduction of the two young masters."

Yang Hao patted his head and apologized again and again.

"Hey, it's all my fault, I'm just chatting, and I forgot to introduce to Miss Yue, this one is Li Jingchun, who is my entourage, this one is Mr. Ji, they are already asleep, let's not wake them up. "

"Is that Mr. Name?"

The woman's name is Yuexu. Hearing that Yang Hao's introduction to Jiyuan was so brief, he couldn't help but ask another question.

"Oh, that's right. We don't know each other very well, Mr. Ji. We only met halfway. Mr. only mentioned his surname and didn't state his full name. I won't ask much."

"It's such a girl. Although Brother Yang and Mr. Ji came here together, they also met halfway through. They couldn't find a place to live after dark, so they came to this River Temple."

"Oh……"

The woman answered, and did not dwell on such issues too much. She was thinking about the key things in her heart at the moment. She liked these two scholars. It seems that they are not difficult to deal with, but after all, there are two of them. , and there are two other people in the room, and the environment is somewhat unplayable.

'Do you want to use magic? Is this the first time you have fallen like this...'

When the woman was secretly distressed, the pancake that Wang Yuanming baked over there was also good, so she diligently tore off a piece and handed it over.

"Girl, eat pancakes."

"Well, thank you sir."

Wang Yuanming scratched his head and smiled, and pointed to the empty hay path on the other side of the bonfire.

"If the girl is tired, you can go there to rest. We are all gentlemen and will never take advantage of others' dangers. Please rest assured, girl."

Yang Hao, who was about to take a sip of water and handed the bamboo pot to the woman, suddenly heard Wang Yuanming's words, and he sprayed the water out and choked his throat.

"Pfft...cough...cough...uh..."

"Brother Yang, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?"

"Young master is choking? I'll help you smooth it out!"

Wang Yuanming and the woman asked with concern, the latter was even closer to Yang Hao, her body was next to him, and she used her own hand to help Yang Hao to follow her chest from top to bottom, and her own chest would touch her from time to time. to Yang Hao's arm.

"No, it's okay, cough...Thank you girl for helping me get better, cough..."

Yang Hao said thank you, but still coughed. After coughing for a while, the woman slowly released her hand.

"I see that the young master's breath has become much smoother, and he is still coughing. Maybe his throat has accumulated phlegm. Just cough a few times and spit it out."

During the conversation, the woman had already left Yang Hao's side and sat back to her original place. With Yang Hao's keenness, she immediately noticed the change in the woman's attitude. Whether it was her actions before she left or a trace of ridicule in her words, it seemed that Be a little colder to him.

"Uh, the girl said that, it does feel better, cough..."

He coughed too much, trying to hold his breath, but he coughed twice, but Yang Hao couldn't spit at this moment.

The woman smiled, looked at Wang Yuanming, and whispered.

"Young Master Wang, you said that you also write books, can you show it to me too?"

"Well, it's just that Wang's literary talent can't be on the table, girl, don't laugh."

Wang Yuanming rummaged through the bookbox next to him, found a booklet, and handed it to the woman on the side.

"Girl, here it is."

"Um."

The woman took the book and flipped through it, got closer to Wang Yuanming, and said next to him.

"Master, what is written here, I don't understand, and this story is a little scary..."

The woman was too close, and Wang Yuanming moved his **** subconsciously, moving away a bit, embarrassed.

"Uh, I wrote some strange stories. Indeed, there will be some scary stories. It is a kind of folklore written here, mainly from my hometown..."

Yang Hao stared blankly at the men and women not far away. He was fine just now, why did he feel that he was suddenly left out?

Ji Yuan slept on the hay not far from Yang Hao's side. Although he didn't open his eyes, he was well aware of everything that happened in the room. The current situation made him open his eyes and look at the woman and the woman over there. Wang Yuan's name.

This is not because the story of "Wild Fox Shame" has the ability to correct itself, but Yang Hao himself has made a mistake in his estimation. In the eyes of this moment, this woman named Yuexu is here for "lust", but it seems that this With a special vision and expectation, it seems not so "colorful".

Seeing it with my own eyes, even Ji Yuan probably wouldn't believe that this is the charming fox in "Wild Fox Shame". The story, there are clues to reveal this.

Yang Hao also has his own pride. When he sees that the other party is obviously a little cold to him, when he has a slight taste in his heart, it is impossible to ask him to go up to show his hospitality without shame, and he also understands that. Doing it might be counterproductive.

Yang Hao thought a little unwillingly, picked up a firewood stick and fiddled with the bonfire, occasionally looking at a man and a woman who were talking and laughing at the book over there.

'You guys are really lucky! ’

Although he was a little sullen, Yang Hao would not go out to breathe. After sitting for a while, he interrupted from time to time to chat with the two of them. After confirming that the woman was relatively cold to him, he finally accepted his fate.

"Huh, huh... Brother Wang, Miss Yue, it's getting late at night, I'm a little sleepy, aren't you two sleepy?"

Wang Yuanming will feel hot, nervous, and excited, so there is no drowsiness.

"Brother Yang, why don't you sleep, I'm not sleepy, by the way, if Miss Yue is sleepy, please rest, Wang still can't sleep..."

"I'm not sleepy either, Young Master Yang, let's go to bed first."

The woman smiled politely at Yang Hao, and there was no charm in it.

"Okay, okay, then go to sleep, you can do whatever you want!"

Yang Hao said no more, threw the firewood in his hand into the bonfire, then took two steps away, lay down on the hay on one side and fell asleep.

After Yang Hao lay down, the woman kept paying attention to Yang Hao, and found that after a while, Yang Hao was breathing evenly and his complexion stretched, and he actually fell asleep.

‘Did he actually sleep? ’

As a demon, one can still tell whether a person is pretending to be a sleeping woman, and can only say that Young Master Yang is really tired or really big-hearted?

'But that's fine! ’

The woman thought so, and her smile grew even wider.

Of course, Yang Hao, who was lying on the ground, didn't fall asleep. He was really tired, and his spirit was too high at the moment. How could he fall asleep, and in such a short period of time, this was just a means of scheming. The woman couldn't see that Yang Hao was awake.

Well, in fact, none of the three people lying down at the scene fell asleep, including Li Jingchun who was forced to fart.

"Third Young Master, I've seen this so far, it's time to end the show. I don't have anything to do with you tonight."

Ji Yuan's voice came into Yang Hao's ears~www.NovelMTL.com~, which made the latter's heart skip a beat, how could this be over?

Ji Yuan added as if she knew what Yang Hao was thinking.

"Even if you stay here, you can only listen to the sound at most."

As if explaining Ji Yuan's sentence, the woman over there was chatting with Wang Yuanming, and suddenly yawned.

"Son, I'm sleepy too..."

Looking at the woman's serious look at him, Wang Yuanming dodged nervously.

"Uh, um, um, there's a hay shop here, auntie, just go to bed and rest..."

"What about the son? There is only this grass bed!"

Wang Yuanming didn't dare to look at the woman, so he quickly explained.

"I'm not sleepy. I'll read the book again, watch the bonfire for a while, and if I'm sleepy for a while, I'll take some hay and spread it on this side. With this altar in the way, the girl can rest assured! , the altar is blocking it!"

The bonfire was half a zhang in front of the altar. Ji Yuan, Li Jingchun, and Wang Hao slept on the opposite door to the right. The woman slept on the other side, which happened to be blocked by the altar.

"Okay, the son should also pay attention to his body, I'm going to sleep first!"

The woman answered obediently, walked to the hay bunk on the side of the altar, took off her shoes and lay down slowly. Seeing that she was really lying down, Wang Yuanming breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to wipe his forehead. sweat.

This performance makes Yang Hao feel very strange. Is this the only one who taught homework in the brothel? Wasn't he the one who made a fool of himself for those few brothel encounters?

"Prince Prince~~~"

Wang Yuanming's body trembled when he heard the news, and the book in his hand fell, which also caused the woman over there to cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Master... I'm afraid to sleep alone..."

There is no such a paragraph in the serious "Wild Fox Shame", Yang Hao really didn't think about it, he was annoyed and wanted to slap a few times on his thigh.