Di Shao wants a name every day

Chapter 912 The door opened...

The moment he returned to the small black room, Yi Mingyu kicked Yi Ming towards the inside of the small black room at a speed that was too fast.

He slammed the door on Lei.

The one who kicked was so caught off guard.

Even Yiming didn't foresee this happening.

Yi Ming, who was brought into the small black room, changed his expression, stood up slowly, and narrowed his maroon eyes slightly.

He looked at his hand, "The prediction...is still..." Why didn't he predict that Yi Mingyu was going to kick him?
"Yi Ming, you stay here well, I'll find a way to cure your illness." Otherwise, you are in danger, and I am even more in danger.

Yi Mingyu's voice disappeared outside the small black room.

Yi Ming closed his eyes and went to the bed and lay down.

Quietly sniffing the seemingly absent breath belonging to Yi Mingyu.

"It's still a kind of milky and silly atmosphere..." Yi Ming closed those especially beautiful eyes.

murmured.

It hasn't changed since I was a child, and it has always been this kind of breath.

It seemed that he felt that he had stayed enough and should go to find Yi Mingyu, so Yi Ming stood up slowly.

Walking to the small black door, he turned the handle...

……opened…

That's right (*σ`)σ is on.

Because it wasn't locked, Yi Ming didn't intend to shut Yi Mingyu, it's just that the unoccupied rooms in the Yi family exuded the atmosphere of a small black house.

Yi Mingyu gathered his staff and directly listed on the martial arts recruitment list.

Quickly let his subordinates spread the news.

At this time, I plan to directly help Yiming find a wife.

I heard that there is an old saying in China called Chongxi.

After getting married and paying homage, the disease may be cured.

("▔▔▔)
The vastness and profoundness of Chinese culture was originally understood in this way.

Yi Ming, who had just come out of the little black room, heard such words, didn't he just go out and compete in martial arts to recruit relatives?
Hmm, interesting.

Taking a deep look at Yi Mingyu who was standing in the hall, he took his gaze back deeply.

Turn around and go back.

Just marry him if you win him?

Yi Mingyu in the front hall didn't realize that Yi Ming himself had quietly run out of the small black room.

Yi Mingyu's movements were quick, and even though Yi Ming kept a low profile, his reputation abroad was as high as Yi Mingyu's.

Yi Mingyu is the one on the ground, but even if it is on the ground, no one dares to say.

Therefore, for a long time, Yimingyu has become Yiming's contrast.

Therefore, Yiming's good reputation all comes from Yi Mingyu.

Yi Mingyu's martial arts competition recruiting list was released, and the number of bee chrysalis who came to sign up was countless.

On the same day, Yi Mingyu asked people to prepare the competition venue.

This kind of thing needs to be fast!
Without Sheng's hard work, Yi Mingyu's people can handle things very quickly.

Those who signed up in the morning had a Bailai number. In the afternoon, Yi Mingyu let the people who signed up in the morning start the competition, and the rest continued to sign up.

Delete one by one.

Be sure to choose one who can resist Yiming.

Well, the force value is almost enough.

Although Yi Ming looks very powerful, he hasn't seen him practice Kung Fu well in all these years.

At most it's a flower shelf.

Watched the game all morning...

Hmm... It's just a group of women's craziness.

Yi Mingyu was astonished, and began to wonder if such a group of women would squeeze Yiming...fuck...

No, no, no...too fierce elimination.

So the two most vicious girls who beat up in the morning were inexplicably eliminated.

Yi Ming, who was standing on the attic and watching the show, kept staring at Yi Ming Yu, who was carefully selecting.

The young butler behind him seemed to have seen something extraordinary.

"Go and report Yi Mingyu's name."

　Why Mao's plot is very different between these two people, whose fault is it (;≡;)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)