There are always so many sexes every day

Song Huanhuan bounced out of bed after being raised in bed for a day, feeling rejoicing and depressed at the same time, he is now able to bear more and more, and he is recovering faster and faster, will he be able to do it directly after being crossed in the future? Get out of bed?

Song Huanhuan was chilled by his own thoughts, shaking off goose bumps.

Murong Ang is still in a semi-invisible state, appearing when eating and sleeping, but not even a footprint at other times.

Song Huanhuan suffocated in the Nanhuan hall, and finally couldn't take it anymore and went to Murong Ang to protest. Finally, after agreeing to a series of unequal treaties, she was finally let go.

In the days to come, every time Song Huanhuan thought about this day, he would cry against the wind, and the grass growing in his head would only agree to that bastard Murong Ang to let him have a slap in the future!I can't pass this day, woo woo woo...

But that's all for the future, let's not mention it for now.

Song Huanhuan had a green bamboo in his left hand and a little assassin in his right. Behind him were hidden online dark guards A, B, and C. He bought some pastries on the way and ran towards his destination in a mighty manner.

Turn left, turn right, turn right, turn left, and after groping in the alley for a long time, they finally came to an inconspicuous house.

Song Huanhuan poked the door with his hand, and the door that had been eaten by insects rattled and fell off the wood.

Song Huanhuan embarrassed: "Qingzhu, are you sure Jinhuan lives here?" Why does it look like a haunted house?

Qing Zhu scratched her head, "This is it."

Song Huanhuan stared at the rotten door with piercing eyes and began to make up his mind. The beautiful Jinhuan was redeemed by an ugly gambler. At night, he was pressed on the bed and had sex, and his beautiful little face was tortured to become pale and emaciated...

Song Huanhuan was thinking about Zhenghuan when the door in front of him suddenly opened.

"Bastard gambler, return my baby—"

Qingzhu and the little assassin: "..." How did these words come from?

The person who opened the door: "..."

A gust of cold wind blew, and Song Huanhuan finally came back to her senses. After seeing the person standing in front of her clearly, she took a big, spineless step back.

"Who are you looking for?" The person who opened the door had a grim expression and a cold voice.

Song Huanhuan swallowed, this is a cold face, really he redeemed Jinhuan?

Qingzhu saw that his young master started to wander again, so he hurriedly said: "This young master is a hero, my young master is here to find Mr. Jin Huan."

Son hero?God's name~

With a cold face, he flashed: "Come in." As he spoke, he glanced at the hidden guard hidden in the dark.

Song Huanhuan scratched her head, this person is quite easy to talk to.

After entering the door, Song Huanhuan and the three of them knew what it means to live in the city. This house is not big, but it is decorated exquisitely and compactly, revealing an elegant taste everywhere.

Song Huanhuan sighed, another rich man!

"Brother Su, who is here?"

Hearing the voice, Song Huanhuan became excited: "Jinhuan Jinhuan, I see you are coming~~~"

The room that was still a little bit quiet was instantly quiet.

Song Huanhuan: "..." Do you want to lose face like this?

After a while, just as Song Huanhuan was about to squat in the corner, there was another crackling thought in the room, and the cold face standing outside the room suddenly disappeared.

Qingzhu sighed: "What a powerful hero..."

After a while, the man came out with Jin Huan in his arms.

Song Huanhuan was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

The man put Jin Huan on the stone bench in the yard, went back to the room and took out the cushion, picked it up, put the cushion down, and then put down Jin Huan.

Song Huanhuan and the others: "..."

It really doesn't matter if you make up your mind or something!

During this period, Jin Huan kept his head down, and didn't even have time to say hello.

After finishing these things, the cold-faced god directly opened the door and left the yard without looking at Song Huanhuan and the others.

Song Huanhuan pouted, are we just air? !

When there were only four people left in the yard, Jin Huan laughed: "Okay, don't look, just sit down and let me take a good look."

Song Huanhuan touched his chin and circled around Jinhuan, his face full of ridicule.

Embarrassed, Jin Huan pulled Song Huanhuan over to let him sit down, and then asked Qing Zhu to sit down with them.

Song Huan smiled wretchedly: "You are living a good life now~ Why did you get carried out just now? Could it be that the sex between the bed was too intense?"

Jin Huan rolled his eyes at him, "Can't you think of something better? I sprained my foot a few days ago, and I can't get off the ground now."

"Oh..." Song Huanhuan sighed inexplicably.

Jin Huan glared at him angrily, then turned to look at the little assassin, and asked, "Who is this?"

"Look at me, I forgot to introduce," Song Huanhuan patted the little assassin on the shoulder and said, "This is my new younger brother, Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, this is my former younger brother, Jin Huan."

Jin Huan and the little assassin: "..." Who is your little brother? !

Jin Huan and the little assassin looked at each other, and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Song Huanhuan asked: "Who is that person who just left?"

Jin Huan said: "That's Big Brother Su, he is the one who redeemed me."

"Be more specific."

Looking at Song Huanhuan's excited expression, Jin Huan felt helpless, so he simply said, "Brother Su's name is Su Zhaoyou. He is just a hermit from the rivers and lakes. He went there by chance and then redeemed me."

"that's it?"

Jin Huan nodded: "That's it." Of course not, but I can't tell him the details!

Song Huanhuan pouted, Jin Huan obviously missed the point.

"By the way, I also changed my name," Jin Huan said, "My name is Su Zhaojin now."

Song Huanhuan raised her eyebrows: "Hey, you have taken someone else's surname so quickly? Are you full of that guy now?"

Jin Huan blushed and shouted, "Can't you think of something else?"

Song Huanhuan shook her head regretfully: "I'm sorry, my mind is full of gossip and love, nothing else."

Jin Huan: "..." I don't understand, but it's definitely not a good word!

The little assassin suddenly interjected, "You said he was Su Zhaoyou?"

Jin Huan nodded, and Song Huanhuan asked, "You know him?"

The little assassin shook his head: "I don't know, but the name sounds familiar..." After thinking about it, he couldn't remember where he heard the name.

Song Huanhuan squeezed the little assassin's face and said, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it. Your brain is already stupid, and if you think too much, you will become even more stupid."

The little assassin has black hair.

Jin Huan smiled and said, "You two have a good relationship."

Song Huanhuan proudly said, "That's right, my little brother~"

Jin Huan couldn't see his frightened appearance, and suddenly asked: "What's the matter with the teeth marks on your neck?"

Song Huanhuan was taken aback, and reflexively went to cover his neck, and it took a while to realize that he was wearing a high-necked shirt on purpose today, how could Jin Huan see his neck?be cheated!

Jin Huan smiled: "Tell me, what's going on."

Song Huanhuan pulled Jin Huan's hand with tears in his eyes, touched it again and again: "How did my little Jinhuan become so impure? Alas... the world is going down, the world's going down..."

Jin Huan withdrew his hand, why did he feel that Song Huanhuan became even less temperamental after going out?

Song Huanhuan snickered and managed to avoid the topic.

"Speaking of which, why did you leave without saying goodbye?" Jin Huan has always been very concerned about this matter.

Song Huanhuan shook her head, and said helplessly, "It's too long to tell in one sentence. Let's talk about it later when we have time."

Jin Huan nodded: "Alright." After a pause, he continued: "Fortunately, you guys came early, if it was a few days later, we wouldn't be able to see you."

Song Huanhuan was taken aback: "What? You want to go?"

Jin Huan said: "Brother Su didn't intend to stay here for a long time, but because I wanted to see you again, so I stayed here for a while. I think Brother Su is getting impatient, so I just said a few days ago I wanted to leave here, but I didn't expect you to come back, maybe it's because of our unfinished fate."

Song Huanhuan frowned: "We just met, I was thinking of waiting a few days to invite you to listen to the song."

The little assassin twitched his mouth, dare he still want to listen to the song?

Jin Huan forced a smile and said, "I think you're doing well now. Now that we've met, it will be convenient for us to keep in touch in the future."

Song Huanhuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, sniffed and said, "Is he treating you well?"

Jin Huan was taken aback, why did he suddenly come here?Although he was puzzled in his heart, he still replied: "Brother Su is a very nice person and treats me very well."

"As long as he treats you nicely, if one day he bullies you, you must tell me, and I will help you vent your anger."

Jin Huan couldn't laugh or cry: "Can you beat him?"

Song Huanhuan said proudly: "Although I can't beat him, but someone will help, right Xiaobai?"

The little assassin who was named was inexplicable, he had already lost his skills, how could he help?

Song Huanhuan just said that, and didn't care if there was an answer.

The two chattered for a long time, talking about little things, until Su Zhaoyou came back, Song Huanhuan was glared at by him, and they agreed to keep in touch with each other regularly, then reluctantly got up and left.

On the way back, Song Huanhuan couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect it was just a few months of hard work, and everything changed..."

Qing Zhu said: "Young Master Jin Huan also found a good home, I don't think that Hero Su is a bad guy~"

Song Huanhuan touched Qingzhu's little head: "I hope so."

The little assassin rubbed his chin with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Song Huanhuan poked him: "What are you thinking?"

"Su Zhaoyou...Su Zhaoyou..." The little assassin slapped his hands, "I remember now."

Song Huanhuan blinked: "What?"

"Su Zhaoyou is the eldest disciple of the Tianshan School, known as Mr. Leng."

Song Huanhuan: "..." Such a familiar sect, such a familiar nickname!

"I didn't expect that I would meet the legendary descendant of the Tianshan School..." the little assassin murmured, with a smirk on his face.

Qing Zhu worried: "Master, what's wrong with Mr. Bai?"

Song Huanhuan said: "It's okay, it's just a little fan who got excited when he saw his idol."

Qingzhu questioned in his head, why did the young master say something he didn't understand again?

When Song Huanhuan returned to the room, Murong Ang was dealing with official business.

"Hey, why are you here today?" Song Huanhuan was surprised.

Murong Ang said lightly: "The matter has been dealt with."

Song Huanhuan nodded in response, seeing that the teacup in front of Murong Ang was empty, she poured it again hastily.

"When I went to see Jin Huan today, I met Su Zhaoyou, the successor of the Tianshan School. Xiaobai said that he is very powerful. Do you know him?"

Murong Ang said: "I have heard of rising stars in the world."

"Then he should be pretty good..." Song Huanhuan scratched his chin: "I don't know what kind of person he is, will he treat Jinhuan well..."

"Don't worry, if you come here to redeem someone, the museum will definitely investigate the person's background. If the character is not good, Uncle Mu will not hand him over."

Song Huanhuan was taken aback, there is such a rule?Mr. Mu has done a good deed.

Murong Ang shook his head helplessly, he didn't expect Song Huanhuan to be such a nosy person.

Song Huanhuan naturally didn't know what was going on in Murong Ang's mind, but seeing that he was in a good mood, he chattered about everything that happened today.

Murong Ang didn't stop him either, just listened and occasionally responded a few times, the two of them were in harmony.

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The Internet speed at home is not good, this is the second time o(╯□╰)o

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