"You don't."

Before Ao Ming could finish his questioning words, he could no longer speak.

She subconsciously slapped Zhang Yao, but as time passed, she couldn't help but sink.

When she regained her consciousness a little, she found that the rice had turned into cooking.

"The soul is pale!"

Ao Ming's pretty face was as red as rouge, her beautiful eyes were full of autumn water, and she cursed.

This is in a brightly lit hall!

Shan Ying will be woken up in any minute!
  When the time comes, will she still have the nerve to see Shan Ying? !

Zhang Xiao chuckled.

Facts have proved that fine chaff is the ultimate pursuit of men.

How can you chew coarse grains?
  Shan Ying was tired and happy during this period.

Therefore, after she came back, she could only chat with Ao Ming and then go to sleep.

She is not as energetic as Ao Ming, a night owl.

She has always lived a normal life, and rarely has day and night reversed.

Tonight was no exception.

After returning from Heyi Gate at around ten o'clock, she chatted with Ao Ming and then yawned non-stop.

Shan Ying's sleep quality has always been very good, and she rarely has the habit of waking up in the middle of the night.

But tonight seemed to be destined. When she was sleeping, she had a dream. She dreamed that the bastard Zhang Yao came back and attacked her boudoir at night.

But she didn't resist at all, and just catered to Zhang Xiao half-heartedly.

How can it be? !
  In a daze, Shan Ying was awakened by this absurd dream.

After waking up, she felt as if she was in a half-dream, half-reality state, and then she heard an unusual sound faintly.

Burglar in the house? !

No reason!

With Ao Ming's night owl lifestyle, if a thief really came in, Ao Ming would have already taken care of him.

Shan Ying was shaken and woke up completely. She suddenly sat up and listened carefully. She immediately discovered that the faint sound was coming from the hall downstairs.

The sound insulation of the villa is actually quite good.

But Shan Ying is a good practitioner, with sharp ears and eyes, and has the delicate sensitivity unique to women. In addition, it is late at night, everything is quiet, and you can hear the drop of a needle, so you can naturally hear some subtle sounds. sound.

Could it be that Ao Ming went out and there was really a burglar in the house?

She quickly stood up, quietly opened the door, and quietly walked to the corner of the stairs.

The hall on the first floor is brightly lit.

The strange sound came from the huge hall.

It seems like someone is fighting? !
  And the one who was moaning and shouting was actually Ao Ming? !
  Is she fighting with a thief? !
  Shan Ying was a young girl after all, and when she woke up, she was still a little confused and couldn't hear the unusual sound.

She was afraid that something might happen to Ao Ming, so she hurriedly went downstairs.

"what!"

Then a scene that was both embarrassing and stunned Shan Ying came into view, causing her to scream subconsciously.

this. this. this.
  Fighting is fighting.

Fighting is also fighting.

The battle situation was indeed extremely tragic.

But it was very different from Shan Ying's imagination.

For a moment, Shan Ying's head went blank, her pretty face couldn't help but turn red, and she stood there dumbfounded,

"what!"

Ao Ming echoed her and screamed almost at the same time.

However, her scream was prolonged, except for being frightened by Shan Ying's appearance.
  There was a strange arc in the corner of Zhang Xiao's mouth.

In fact, Shan Ying noticed it when he woke up and opened the door.

It’s just that he didn’t remind Ao Ming.

"I'll drag her into the water, okay?" While Shan Ying was still thinking, Zhang Xiao leaned into Ao Ming's ear and whispered.

When Ao Ming's soul flew into the sky, he nodded shyly, unable to discern Zhang Xiao's conspiracy.

When Zhang Xiao saw her nodding, he chuckled, pulled away, quickly rushed to Shan Ying, picked up the princess by her waist, and placed her next to Ao Ming.

This mahogany sofa is big enough!
  What's more, Ao Ming and Shan Ying are both slim enough, so they can lie down side by side as good sisters.

When she was next to Ao Ming, Shan Ying finally came back to her senses, her beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face became even hotter, and she subconsciously wanted to flee the scene.

Zhang Xiao chuckled, then hugged her and kissed her.

"Well, the soul is weak."

(I don’t know how many words are omitted.) I don’t know how long it took.

"Bah."

Zhang Xiao lit a cigarette and puffed away happily.

Ao Ming and Shan Ying were nestled on either side of him, their beautiful eyes half closed.

The weather in autumn is neither cold nor hot, which is extremely comfortable.

But they were dripping with sweat, and it took them a while to recover from their rapid breathing.

The two opened their eyes almost at the same time, their eyes collided subconsciously, and they instantly recognized the shy look in each other's eyes, and then quickly moved away.

Shame to death!

Not to mention that Shan Ying was a traditional girl, even if she experienced it as Ao Ming, she couldn't help but feel a woman's unique sense of shame when she suddenly faced this scene.

too suddenly!

It’s all Zhang Xiao’s fault!

The two of them bit their red lips, glanced at each other subconsciously, and then they both stretched out their Nine-yin White Bone Claws and used the unique skill of a woman who has never learned anything before, pinching Zhang Xiao's waist fiercely.

"hiss"

Zhang Xiao, who had just put out his cigarette butt, felt the sudden attack of these two girls, and immediately gasped and started to howl in a pretentious manner.

Ao Ming and Shan Ying both rolled their eyes at him.

With the defensive power of his golden bell and iron shirt, which may not even be penetrated by artillery shells, he is still afraid of their little strength? !

But sometimes, what a woman needs is an attitude.

Zhang Yao's reaction at this time made them relatively satisfied.

"Ahem, so what, from now on you will be good sisters who have carried guns together, sisters who are closer than real sisters."

Zhang Xiaosheng rolled his eyes at their pretty charm, smiled and hugged them from left to right.

Thinking of the previous scenes, Ao Ming and Shan Ying took a peek at each other and felt the temperature on their faces rising sharply.

"Ah Xiao, you finally succeeded."

Shan Ying let out a faint scolding, hugged his waist with strength, and sighed softly: "I never expected that I would end up handing myself over to such a playboy."

Moreover, he gave such a ridiculous explanation.

Right in front of Ao Ming.

"It's destiny, marriage is destined. Besides, who makes us so charming?"

Zhang Xiaotian responded shamelessly.

Ao Ming: "."

Shan Ying: "."

"Hundan, how many wild flowers and weeds do you have outside? Please tell me honestly!"

Ao Ming snorted coldly, stared and asked.

Zhang Xiao glanced at her casually, spread his fingers and counted.

After counting one slap, he spread out another slap.

Then it seemed that it was still not enough, and he wanted to count all his toes.

Ao Ming Shanying: "."

"Go to hell!" (End of this chapter)

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