Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 217
"Well!"

She wanted to push him in a panic, but she began to resist his restless hand in the water even more in a panic.

asshole.

He wants to be ashamed, this is the female Tangchi.

His kiss was lingering and lingering, and Meng Baiyun's resistance posture was like an ice cube that had encountered the scorching sun, gradually melting.

Or to be more precise, the thirsty body could not withstand such an ignition and reacted.

It wasn't until he bullied her and pressed her down that she came back to her senses: "What are you doing?"

His eyes were evil and bewildered, with bewilderment.

Meng Baiyun's cheeks burned even redder: "You are shameless."

"Don't reject me. It's my last wish. You and I should know that Jialan Temple may not exist at all, and Tianxiang Cardamom may not still exist after so many years. Ghost Valley has no time and cannot stand us. It took too long to find Tianxiang cardamom, I received a letter yesterday, his body can only last for three to five days at most, that is to say, we will set off to go back in the middle of the night today, and we only have the last way to go."

Meng Baiyun froze there suddenly.

Yes, when she couldn't ask about Jialan Temple everywhere, she guessed that maybe she was cheated by that old couple.

She also really thought about it. It is said that the heavenly fragrant cardamom, which is said to have the effect of prolonging life, may have been eaten by the thieves back then, or it may have been sold at a high price.

His deep voice echoed in his ears.

last way.

last way.

Repeating this sentence in her mind, she knew what the last path was.

Long Aohan's life was exchanged for Guigu's life.

The bodies are closest to each other, his desire is lingering and gentle.

She pushed the hand on his chest and gradually let go.

But he chuckled and let her go: "Look, you still love me at all, why don't you admit it."

Damn, grass mud horse.

Meng Baiyun realized that he had been deceived, kicked him into the pool, got up to leave, but found that he was naked, and could only hide in the water, looking at him with hatred: "Long Aohan, You bitch, you have to have a limit to your brain damage, if you want to joke with me about Guigu's life again, I won't be polite to you."

After finishing speaking, he shouted to the outside: "Come on, come in."

No one answered after shouting for a long time.

Long Aohan looked at her distraught face from a distance, and there was a soft light in his eyes.

"If no one comes, I will tear down this broken place."

She was so beautiful when she was angry, but he hoped that she would be happy all her life.

"Come on."

He opened his mouth, and soon someone came in.

"Bring in her clothes."

Those who came in quickly went out and came back quickly, with a large shawl and a suit of clothes in their hands.

Meng Baiyun raised a huge splash of water, covering Long Aohan's sight, jumped up from the water, raised the shawl on his toes, made a perfect rotation, the shawl spread out in the air, and landed firmly with her , and the shawl just fell on her shoulders, covering her flawless body.

Pulling up the suit, she went into the dressing room without looking back.

Long Aohan swam to the place where she just fell asleep, she didn't know how charming her sleeping face was.

The peaceful appearance reminded him of the good times three years ago.

If everything can go back, he will never hide anything from her again.

Meng Baiyun came out of the dressing room, and kicked over the fruit tea that Long Aohan brought in. The cups and plates were messed up, and the waiters didn't dare to show their air. Long Aohan just glanced at it indifferently, and closed his eyes to take a bath.

He was a rascal to the extreme, Meng Baiyun knew that there would be nothing good to come with him.

The sound of her footsteps gradually faded away, Long Aohan opened his eyes, his dark pupils couldn't tell the difference between happiness, anger, and cloudiness.

The people serving in the house were a little surprised, thinking that they were serving two people.

It's clear that he wasn't so cold and unapproachable just now, the way he looked at that woman was so gentle and doting, it seemed like a different person in a blink of an eye.

He didn't know that Long Aohan's tenderness was only given to Meng Baiyun.

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Meng Baiyun didn't return to the inn, and Long Aohan made her feel unreliable, so she started asking Jialan Temple along the street.

She even picked some old-looking shops and asked the oldest person in them, but she found nothing.

Jialan Temple does not seem to exist at all.

Meng Baiyun began to wonder if she had heard it wrong that night, so instead she found a guide who took her to visit temples of all sizes in Suye City.

Until dark, nothing was found.

As soon as he came back, he saw Long Aohan drinking like he had nothing to do with himself.

What kind of brotherhood is so deep that she can make fun of Guigu's life with her, she has misjudged him.

Bypass him and don't want to talk to him.

He didn't seem to want to harass her either.

But obviously, she thought highly of him.

When she got to the door of the room and wanted to push the door to go in, he pressed the door against the unguarded one. She took a sip of wine and sent it in. Unable to guard against it, she coughed until she choked, but he forcefully drank it for the afternoon.

If she can't beat him, she won't let him go today.

I originally thought that the two had a tacit understanding for the matter of Guigu, but I didn't expect that his mind was full of gold bugs, and they did not conspire with each other when they disagreed. Today he has the ability to beat her to death, otherwise don't blame her for beating him to death .

Meng Baiyun was furious in his heart, he swiped his left hand and exhaled a palm with his right, just in time for Ling Lie.

She tried her best, but Long Aohan pulled a thousand catties in fours and twos, followed her palm, stepped a little, and flew back a few feet, making Meng Baiyun's palm fall into the air.

There is already a guest room behind him, Meng Baiyun pushed both palms together with overwhelming force.

Long Aohan dodged sideways, the palm wind landed on the door of the guest room, the thin wooden door collapsed, and there was a panic scream inside.

Long Aohan flew down to the first floor, seeming to lure Meng Baiyun to an open place on purpose.

The fight between the two attracted many people to watch. The layman couldn't see the way, thinking that the two were on equal footing, but the insider analyzed it logically.

"This man doesn't make a move, but keeps avoiding it. The woman's kung fu is profound. If this palm fell on an ordinary person, she would have died long ago. It can be seen that this man's martial arts have reached an unfathomable level."

Meng Baiyun chased and struck Long Aohan, every palm was like raging waves, unstoppable.

"You haven't shot yet."

She pressed her every step, but he seemed to have built a wall, no matter how she attacked, it was like hitting the wall.

Meng Baiyun tried his best to move, but for some reason, the heat in his body surged, his head became dizzy, and his palm gradually became weak.

The breath in his chest became turbid, and he couldn't gather his full strength. After more than a dozen rounds, this feeling became more and more intense.

She instinctively realized that something was wrong with her.

When it landed on the table, she wobbled and couldn't stand still.

Dizziness, the more luck you have, the more dizzy you will be.

Long Aohan in front of him also had a phantom: "You, you treat me..."

Before she finished speaking, she fell, and was about to fall off the table, but was firmly held by a strong chest. His Xu Huang's face became more and more blurred in front of her eyes. She tried her best to condense her palms.

This time, when he hit, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and she fainted, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're so cruel, you little girl." Long Aohan gently wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and his chic movements, complemented by his gentle and doting eyes, even though he was wearing a mask, were enough to make the women upstairs burst into tears. There were screams.

Carrying Meng Baiyun upstairs, no one dared to stop him.

After sending Meng Baiyun into the room, he closed the door, gently stroking her face that was still flushed from anger with his fingertips.

"Go to sleep."

He bowed his head and kissed her brow lightly.

My heart hurts slightly.

"I owe you what I owe you in this life. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay it back. You have to live well."

Standing up, he didn't let himself look at her again. He was afraid of seeing her, so he never wanted to leave.

Walking to the door, Baili Qianxing was cautiously poking his head inside. When he saw the door open suddenly, he took a few steps back in fright, and then, with a trembling voice, he said flatteringly and bitterly: "Mr., Mr., Mr. Shopkeeper, the shopkeeper wants me to come to you, you, look, you have broken so many things, how, how do you count?"

Long Ao coldly looked at it, and Baili Qianxing felt that his life was about to be confessed.

He failed to find Jialan Temple, failed the other party's entrustment, and the other party did not say that he would take back the money. He thought he was a good-tempered master.

But seeing how the two of them fought just now, if he wanted to get involved, ten lives would not be enough to kill him.

After finally finishing the fight, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the shopkeeper insisted on asking him to ask for the loss.

Woohoo, he's going to die, he's definitely going to die.

But seeing a bank note in front of him, with a denomination of 100 taels, Baili Qianxing didn't slow down for a long time.

"My lord, my lord, this is, this is..."

He grew up so big, he had never seen so much silver.

Well, I've seen it, I just haven't experienced it yet.

Although I didn't understand what it meant, I was about to pick it up with trembling hands, but a pair of veteran hands got there first.

"Oh, you are so generous, you are tired from fighting just now, Qian Xing, hurry up and pour tea for you."

"No need." Long Aohan's voice was cold, he turned and looked behind him, "Take care of her."

"Certainly certain."

The shopkeeper had a flattering face.

But Baili Qianxing was in a lot of pain.

100 taels, 100 taels, even if all these broken things in the store are smashed, they are not worth 100 taels. If he got them first, he would definitely run to the opposite side and exchange them for silver. At worst, he would give half of them to the boss. It also made him a big profit.

Woohoo, money, money, his money.

Because she was so worried about the money, she unconsciously followed Long Aohan all the way downstairs to the door.

Long Aohan turned around, he didn't stop, and crashed into his arms.

Easy to explain chest, heartbeat, heartbeat, what's wrong with this, breathing, is breathing going to stop?

Baili Qianxing backed away quickly, his whole face flushed red, he didn't even dare to look up at Long Aohan.

"What are you doing with me?"

"I, sir, no, I, no, just."

He has always had a lot of tricky ideas and a smooth tongue, but now he is so flustered that he can't say a word.

Long Aohan reached out and took off the purse: "I want this, take it."

With a heavy bag of things, Baili Qianxing's eyes were about to fall out, but for some reason, looking at his back as he strode away immediately, he felt lost.

(End of this chapter)