There are always so many sexes every day

With a cigarette in her mouth, Song Huanhuan was lying leisurely on the boat basking in the sun while wearing sunglasses.

A long-haired girl with a slender waist and hips was fishing at the bow of the boat. Song Huanhuan smacked her lips, wondering what the front looked like, could it be rough waves~

Song Huanhuan squinted her eyes and admired furtively, hoping that the man would turn around quickly.

At this moment, the girl moved.

Song Huanhuan pulled off his sunglasses, stared at it without moving, and immediately saw it...

The girl suddenly turned her head and smiled at Song Huanhuan.

Song Huanhuan giggled, this girl is indeed very beautiful, but why does this face look so familiar?Why is that bastard who forced her into prostitution?

The girl opened her mouth and said, "Ming Huan, it's time for you to pick up the guests."

Song Huanhuan let out an "ah", and then felt that the boat began to shake violently, and it became unstable, and he was thrown down.

"Help--"

Song Huanhuan opened her eyes violently, waiting for the roof in a daze, wait, the roof?

"woke up?"

Song Huanhuan sat up in a daze, and followed the sound. It happened that the carriage was cushioned by a stone. Song Huanhuan couldn't sit still, and knocked his head on the small table next to him.

"Oh—" Song Huanhuan wailed while clutching his forehead.

"Heh..." Murong Ang laughed softly, feeling more and more that it was a wise decision for him to let this person out.

Song Huanhuan hissed in pain, he must be swollen now, looking at Murong Ang who was smiling unscrupulously, he rolled his eyes angrily in his heart.

Song Huanhuan didn't notice the environment he was in until the pain was gone, and he was stunned: "Why am I here?" He should be lying on the bed and sleeping late, and then waiting to be OOXX at night...

"I have something to leave, so I will bring someone to take care of me." Murong Ang said lightly.

Song Huanhuanmo, then you can't take him away without saying a word, right?This is kidnapping!Kidnapped! ! !

"Still, you'd rather pick up the guests than follow me, huh?"

Song Huanhuan smiled obsequiously: "Of course the younger one will follow you, Seventh Young Master."

Murong Ang closed the book in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "If that's the case, then you just stay by my side."

Song Huanhuan nodded and rubbed her stomach. She was a little hungry. It seemed that it was getting late.

Murong Ang naturally noticed his movements, and pushed the snacks on the small table to him, "Pay your stomach first, and you'll be in the town ahead later."

Adhering to the concept of not eating for nothing, Song Huanhuan ate it with a cheeky face.

When he was almost done eating, Murong Ang suddenly asked: "I just heard you calling for help in your dream, let me hear what you dreamed about."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Hearing this, Song Huanhuan was unfortunately choked, poured a glass of water and swallowed it bitterly. Song Huanhuan felt that he was still struggling. He could say that he dreamed of Seventh Young Master and you became a Does the cute girl seduce him?Can?

"What? Can't tell?"

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose and said, "It's nothing, I just dreamed that I accidentally fell off the boat." He really didn't want to talk to this young master who was full of black water!

It's just that Murong Ang didn't let him go so easily, and asked: "People say that people think about it every day and dream at night. Ming Huan, do you want to take a boat? Well, you can also go by water..."

Song Huanhuan was embarrassed, young master, how boring are you? Why do you keep asking this.

Murong Ang pretended not to see Song Huanhuan's smothered expression, and decided: "When we get to Heishui City, we will take the waterway instead."

"It's better not to use it," Song Huanhuan wiped his sweat and refused, "Seventh Young Master, you have something to do, so it's better not to change the waterway so as not to miss your business."

Murong Ang waved his hand: "No problem, I'm not in a hurry."

Song Huanhuan wanted to cry but had no tears, young master, I can't swim~ If I accidentally fell into the water, would you save me?

The carriage suddenly bumped again, and with a "bang", Song Huanhuan was injured again.

He finally knew why he dreamed of being on a boat. Isn't the carriage upside down just like being on a boat.

When she got out of the car in the small town, Song Huanhuan was helped out of the car with her eyes dizzy and her legs feeling weak under the mosquito coil.

Song Huanhuan sighed softly, the means of transportation in ancient times are really beyond human ability!

Thanks to the coachman who helped him get down, Song Huanhuan patted his face and ran after Murong Ang in front, if he accidentally lost track of him, it would be fatal.

The shop waiter led the two of them into the private room, Murong Ang sat down at the main seat, and then pointed to the seat next to him for Song Huanhuan to also sit, the latter looked flattered, but did not refuse.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the dishes came out.

Song Huanhuan realized it, it seems that someone really came to take care of it long ago.

Looking at the table full of good dishes, Song Huanhuan swallowed in vain, but the young master of the National People's Congress didn't move his chopsticks, so he didn't dare to move either.

Murong Ang said: "I know you are hungry, so don't be restrained, just eat."

Hearing this, Song Huanhuan was really not polite, but you are not polite, you still have to have dining etiquette, and you don't forget to serve Murong Ang when you eat, this is his benefactor!

Song Huanhuan stopped her chopsticks when her stomach was round after eating, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

Murong Ang, who had finished eating a long time ago, leaned against the window, looking out of the window without knowing what to think.

"Seventh Young Master..." Song Huanhuan said hesitantly. "What is it?"

"Does Qingzhu know about my departure?" To be honest, Song Huanhuan wanted to ask a long time ago, but there was no good time.

Murong Ang said casually: "You don't need to worry about those things, someone will take care of them."

In other words, he was smuggled out?Song Huanhuan blinked, wondering if Qingzhu and Jinhuan would be worried seeing him disappear?

Also, he hasn't brought his small treasury with him yet~

Thinking of this, Song Huanhuan became depressed. Although the money was earned by the original Ming Huan, he is the owner of this body now, so the money is naturally his. Now that he was brought out by someone, he doesn't know when he will go back. , without money, it is difficult to go out!

"Master Seventh, when can I go back?"

Murong Ang turned around, looked at Song Huanhuan with a half-smile and said, "What? You still want to go back to pick up the guests?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head wisely: "The little one is just asking, it's better to be by your side than to pick up the guests, haha...haha..." The smile was so embarrassing.

Murong Ang nodded, turned around and ignored him.

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose, although he was very curious about what the young master was going to do, but now his most sensible choice is to keep his mouth shut, don't ask, don't tell, don't watch if he can.

He sighed silently, hoping to see Qingzhu and the others again in the future.

After dinner, the group set out on the road again.

Song Huanhuan really didn't want to go back into the carriage to face Murong Ang again, so she leaned outside the carriage and sat next to the driver to bask in the sun.

Song Huanhuan couldn't bear it after walking for a long time. The wood was too hard and the road was difficult to walk. There was a small pit from time to time, and her buttocks hurt from bumping.

Song Huanhuan stayed up until evening, when a hand came out from behind the curtain and pulled him in.

"Ah, uh..." Murong Ang covered his mouth after only half a cry.

"?"

Murong Ang gave a "hush" and let go of his hand, signaling him not to speak.

"You will be here later, you are not allowed to speak, you are not allowed to go out, understand?"

Song Huanhuan nodded suspiciously, then her eyes lit up, the main event is coming?

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