There are always so many sexes every day

Song Huanhuan sprayed it thoroughly, and the little assassin was completely shot and sprayed.

The two were in a hurry, Song Huanhuan simply stopped eating, grabbed the little assassin's ear and said bitterly: "You are a soft-haired natural fool! Not natural black! How could you ask so impurely?" What about this kind of problem?!"

The little assassin whose ears were being held was at a loss, completely unable to understand what Song Huanhuan meant.

Song Huanhuan tremblingly covered his chest, the kid fouled again.

Song Huanhuan couldn't pinch him ruthlessly, so she had to let go and said, "Why are you asking this? Why, do you want to do this with someone else?"

The little assassin blushed, and retorted in a low voice: "I didn't... just curious..."

Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up, emitting a super-powerful gossip light, and the thief smiled and said, "Tell me, do you have a date?"

The little assassin pushed him away, and retreated towards the door: "I'll go first, let's go out to play tomorrow~"

Turning around to open the door, he fell into the arms of Shisan who was about to open the door and come in.

The little assassin raised his head, Thirteen lowered his head, and the two looked at each other...

Song Huanhuan rubbed her chin, that's why.

Spotting JQ's Song Huanhuan let out a wicked laugh, Shisan and Shisan woke up instantly and separated.

"Tsk tsk tsk~~~" Song Huanhuan walked over and circled around the two of them a few times, until Shisan's face turned black, and the little assassin turned into a big red apple.

Thirteen said in a muffled voice: "The leader has something to do with me, so let's go first." Then, he grabbed the little assassin and ran away with the wind under his feet.

Song Huanhuan doesn't care at all, the monk can't run away from the temple if he runs away, sooner or later he will catch your little tails!

When Murong Ang came back in the evening, as soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Huanhuan strolling on the ground, with a smile on his face, his eyes were not his eyes, his nose was not his nose.

"Why are you so happy?"

Song Huanhuan rubbed his nose, smiled and cleared his throat and said, "You're back..." As he spoke, the servant fully activated his functions, and poured tea consciously.

"Is it still uncomfortable?"

Song Huanhuan waved her hand: "It's almost done, I'm not that weak."

Murong Ang just nodded and didn't care about his attitude.

As a professional gossipist, if you discover gossip, you must pass on the gossip in a timely manner. Therefore, Song Huanhuan upholds this professional ethics, leans towards Murong Ang, and says mysteriously: "I discovered a big secret today, do you want to know?" listen?"

Murong Ang pulled him to sit down in his arms, and said, "Let's listen."

Song Huanhuan was embarrassed by this awkward posture, but she didn't dare to resist, so she could only pretend not to care and said, "I found that Shisan and Xiaobai have a problem, a big one."

"Oh?"

Murong Ang's reaction was too flat, Song Huanhuan was angry, oh your sister!

"go on."

Song Huanhuan rolled his eyes, told his discovery in this way and that, and finally said: "Do you think they are together?"

Murong Anghun didn't care: "Maybe."

Song Huanhuan's enthusiasm for gossip was extinguished, this person is too serious and boring.

Jumping out of Murong Ang's arms, Song Huanhuan saw that his face was exhausted, and those little dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, and hurriedly said: "Don't listen to me talking about these messy things, you should take a rest, Hei

Eye sockets are coming out. "

Murong Ang rubbed his forehead, he was indeed tired.

After taking a bath under Song Huanhuan's service, the two of them lay down on the bed together.

I don't know when, Murong Ang liked to hug Song Huanhuan while sleeping, and Song Huanhuan also went from being uncomfortable at the beginning to now taking the initiative to slip into his arms, and the two got along very well.

Song Huanhuan was actually not sleepy at all, but being held in Murong Ang's arms, he didn't dare to move.

Murong Ang didn't open his eyes, but said in a gentle voice, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"I slept all afternoon, and now I can't sleep."

"Then sleep with me."

Song Huanhuan compromised, Murong Ang lost his temper as soon as he showed weakness, he is really worthless! ! !

Song Huanhuan, who secretly scolded herself for being worthless, burrowed into Murong Ang's arms hard, counted ten Murong Ang, and fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, Murong Ang opened his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this guy still said he was not sleepy, and finally fell asleep earlier than him.

Song Huanhuan had a beautiful dream. In the dream, he put Murong Ang in this way, in that way, in any posture he wanted to use, as many times as he wanted to do it, in any props he wanted to use, small leather whips, small candles, small Bells have everything...

Song Huanhuan proudly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing, he woke himself up...

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Murong Ang lying on his side and looking at him with his head supported on his arms: "Why are you so happy?"

Song Huanhuan woke up instantly, and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, I just dreamed of picking up a box of gold, haha...haha..."

"Want gold? Let Shisan send you a box some other day."

=mouth=

Song Huanhuan's face was full of excitement, feeling like a sugar daddy was so cool!It's just that the urge to knock Murong Ang unconscious is what's going on? !

Song Huanhuan firmly refused to admit that she hated the rich!

Murong Ang naturally didn't know that Song Huanhuan had so many thoughts in his head in just a short while.

"Get up, today is a good day, go out for a stroll, and leave tomorrow."

Song Huanhuan scrambled to his feet, and accidentally slipped onto his still-unhealed waist. He grinned in pain and rubbed for a long time before he got better.

After washing up, the two of them ate the breakfast Huang Ying brought, and then went out together.

Only then did Song Huanhuan see clearly where they lived. At first they thought they were staying in an inn, but they didn't expect it to be a Zhuangzi.

"This is your territory?" Song Huanhuan asked quietly.

Murong Ang hummed.

The villain in Song Huanhuan's heart is biting the handkerchief. It's not that I want to hate the rich, but you rich people are forcing me to hate the rich! ! !The poor can't afford to hurt...

The two went out together, but in different directions.

Murong Ang disappeared after leaving the house, and he didn't know what he was busy with. Song Huanhuan knew that they must have something to do when they came out this time, but Murong Ang didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.Song Huanhuan went to find the little assassin himself, and the two went shopping together.

Because of what happened last night, the little assassin blushes when he sees Song Huanhuan now, which makes Song Huanhuan very unfulfilling in flirting with her.

The two walked aimlessly on the street, and one of them bought a pack of snacks to eat. The originally awkward atmosphere instantly became harmonious.

"Well, this candy

The cake is so sweet, Xiaobai, try it..."

"Hey...it's too sweet...you try this..."

"Hiss... so spicy..."

As a result, the people on the street only saw two handsome young men dressed like rich men eating snacks on the street without any image.

Song Huanhuan and the two had no idea that they were different in the eyes of others, and they exchanged food in their hands with great joy.

Song Huanhuan suddenly asked: "Xiaobai, do you know why we came down the mountain this time?"

The little assassin blinked: "Don't you know?"

Song Huanhuan gave him a look back: "Of course I don't know."

The little assassin looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he said in a low voice: "In March, there will be a martial arts conference in Qiufeng Mountain Villa, and it is said that it is to recruit martial arts people to attack Tian Chongjiao, so the leader came down this time. It should be to solve this matter."

Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up when he heard the martial arts conference, and he knew what the rest of the things were without guessing. There must be a problem with one of the sects in the righteous way of the martial arts. Those low-level little sects!

Song Huanhuan, who has read too many martial arts novels, said that this is really too bloody!

The little assassin helplessly poked Song Huanhuan, who was standing in the middle of the road, smiling strangely. He didn't say anything strange just now, right?Why does Brother Ming Huan have such a scary expression?

Song Huanhuan was poked, so she had to regain her senses. She glanced at the little assassin's expression, and touched her nose in embarrassment. She thought too much just now, and forgot the occasion. It's really embarrassing.

The two walked around for a whole morning, and the guard behind them who was secretly protecting them vomited blood. They had never seen a man so good at shopping!It wasn't until seeing them entering the restaurant that they breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Huanhuan had never been to an ancient restaurant, and neither had the little assassin, so when Xiaoer asked them what they wanted to order, they both waved their hands at the same time: "Serve all your signature dishes."

Xiao Er happily took the order, thinking that two more stupid and rich people came.

Song Huanhuan said that it was really cool to say that. When he used to watch TV dramas and novels, there would always be such an upstart who ordered food with a domineering appearance. He was very envious at the time, but he was shy at the time and wanted to come out in reality. I didn't even have the guts to go out.But now that he has money, he will die hahaha... Hey, no, where is his money bag?

Song Huanhuan turned the daylight on her body, but the purse was gone...

The little assassin saw him fussing together, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Huanhuan made a bitter face: "My purse was stolen..." The money he had saved up with great difficulty was just gone!

The little assassin thought he was afraid that he would not have enough money to settle the bill, so he took out his purse and said, "It's okay, I have it."

Song Huanhuan: "..." Xiaobai, how can you be so swollen for nothing?Shouldn't he be comforted by the current situation?You really live up to your name!

Wait, this purse looks so familiar...

Song Huanhuan took the purse and flipped through it, and sure enough, she found two characters on the corner - thirteen.

Song Huanhuan wasn't sad, he played with the purse and said with a smile: "Xiaobai, what's the matter with this purse?"

The little assassin said in a daze: "

Brother Thirteen saw that we were out to play, so he gave me his purse..." As he spoke, he seemed to understand something, and his face turned red.

Song Huanhuan sighed, this kid finally understood, it's not easy.

The little assassin snatched the money bag, and let Song Huanhuan keep teasing him, and waited for the food to arrive, then he ate in suspense. Seeing this, Song Huanhuan had no choice but to give up.

When the two paid their bills and went out, they both had big bellies and couldn't bend down.

The dark guard snorted secretly, rubbed his stomach, pursed his mouth, he was so hungry.

After all this was done, the street couldn't go on, so the two had no choice but to go back home.

Just as soon as he entered the door, he was packed and thrown into the carriage.

The author has something to say: Once again, the whole people's foundation orz seems to be robbed of the limelight by the little assassin...

I want to send out all the recipients in the article! ! !

As a happy little white article, although there are also Jianghu affairs, but if you can save it, you can save it (Song Huanhuan: Because the author has no brains... [I was kicked away——)

Emphasis on feelings, conspiracies and tricks... you can't eat these...

I heard that now jj needs a verification code to leave a message, the girls who keep their claws have worked hard, all kiss a mua~