Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Their car and Ying Thirteen and their car were parked in different places. The two of them walked leisurely to the car and saw that there was a duck selling sauce on the side of the road. They also bought a few to bring with them.

It's just that this way, even if Yan Qi wears a hood and Ye Shiyi wears masks and sunglasses, it still attracts a lot of attention. Some people even took out their phones to take pictures of the two of them.

The two can only speed up so that the mobile phones can't catch them.

After getting in the car, Ye Shiyi said, "Seven masters, call me if something happens in the future. I'd better stay with my sister."

Yan Qi glanced at him with a smile, closed the windows, and lighted the engine and said: "Okay." When he died, Ye Shixi was still a teenager, young and impulsive, although he already possessed peerless beauty, but Far less beautiful than the current Ye Shiyi, with a tall and straight, perfectly proportioned figure, exquisite to perfection but with the charming facial features of a mature man. The arrogance and domineering calm in the body make him win every move. The human eyeball, just a back, makes it impossible to look away.

King Shura, the innocent and kind-hearted child who was brought by that person back then became synonymous with blood, just like a sharp, peerless, famous blade, without any tricks, no faintness, a sword can be broken. A human head takes a human life.

The methods are ruthless and direct, bringing absolute shock.

However, Ye Shiyi was not without strategy. When he wanted to use his brain, the moves he made were more vicious than anyone else, but he didn't want to put effort into it.

Now that there are more resourceful and cunning people, this guy is even lazier.

On the road, after listening to what Ye Po said and heard, Ying Thirteen remained silent, drove the car unhurriedly, and looked at the signs at the intersection from time to time.

"Brother Thirteen?" Ye Po called out unconsciously.

"What do you think?" Ying Shisan asked.

"It's good for us, the timing is good." Ye Po said.

"Well, let's add some oil to the fire and kill with a knife." Ying Shisan said with a hint of coldness at the corner of Ying Shisan's mouth.

When Ling Ma returned to the compound with three people and two packed cars, it was getting dark, the temperature dropped, and the snow began to float again.

Soum has already used the pile of ingredients sent back by Ying Thirteen to make some dishes that can be made. After preparing the ingredients, he waited for the rice oil and condiments. Seeing the car came back, he immediately greeted him and took it for use. Things into the kitchen.

Ling Qingyu slept all afternoon and woke up hungry, gnawing on the chicken legs that Sum had left behind by Yan San, and sat in the living room warmly, watching the rich variety of food and clothing that Yang Zhao and Yan San had bought by his mother. In various boxes, from time to time, I took a few bites from them.

"Qing Yu." Wu Yi walked into the room and sat next to her daughter, thought about it, and said: "I'll tell you something, don't be angry when you hear it."

"What?" Ling Qingyu's head was still in a state of being fed by Yan San Yang Zhao, and he turned to look at Wu Yi in a daze.

"That..." Thinking that if you don't tell her, you will always get together when you come back for the New Year, and it will be even worse to hear then, Wu Yi still repeats what Mrs. Lin said.

Then he turned around blankly and asked, "Is the air conditioner at home broken?"

Ling Qingyu also stayed for a while, then threw the peanuts in his hand into his mouth, clapped his hands, found the phone from the crack of the sofa, dialed it, waited for the other party to answer, and said: "Jiang Xin, go and ask Mr. Jin, Ning Is the city going to expand, the direction of expansion is my dad's?"

On the phone, Jiang Xin's voice was still lazy: "Yes, I was too tired yesterday. I forgot to tell you. He said that a leader praised the land where the third uncle planted trees and said what it is suitable for. Development zone, but there is no formal meeting." After speaking, the voice paused, and then became sober a lot, and the voice became louder: "Uncle troubled you?"

"Someone is going to dig my dad's grave this morning, saying that the government is going to build the road from there." Ling Qingyu confirmed what he thought, and leaned on Yang Zhao, who dropped his snacks and sat beside Yang Zhao. : "Ren Xing ran over at noon and said to give me a discount, and he wanted to reap the land for 10,000 acres."

"Damn it, it's not human!" Jiang Xin scolded, "What are you going to do? Let's scold them together!"

"People didn't come forward directly. They were all made by others. We won't recognize it when we come to the door. We are afraid that we will cry and say that we are wronged. I just told you, you and the second aunt will also make it clear." Ling Qingyu Tao.

"I want my mother to ask them to say no? Second uncle and they all come back?"

"Don't say it, you and the second aunt should be clear in their hearts. They haven't really come forward on this matter. Let's wait and see how they speak." Ling Qingyu rubbed his brows and said, "It's the development zone. I'm afraid that the possibility of this is very high. You go to Master Jin to grind it out. If this happens, we can do it."

"You mean? I understand, I'll go and find out clearly. If this happens, I will bring our consortium on." Jiang Xin's voice suddenly became happy.

"Don't make the situation worse. Find out clearly. The current housing prices are not so good. Whether it can be done depends on the government's plan. Let's figure it out first, and then we will talk about it."

"Got it! Leave it to me!"

I hung up the phone and turned to look at Ling Ma’s face (I’ll tell you those gossips, you should not be angry and sad and then fall in my arms and let my mother comfort me. But you directly organize your teammates to prepare the copy of the project. I really accept it. No), he smiled wryly, and said: "The best way to fight the enemy is to take all the benefits of their prying eyes, and then step them under your feet to let them know what is the use of gossiping? It's strength! Right, mom~~"

With a puff, He Li smiled, the temperature in the house also rose sharply, and spring blossoms instantly.

Yan Qi and several people who had been standing at the door also smiled and walked into the room, and everyone helped clean up the pile of things.

This person! Twenty years are like a day...

Dinner was very lively. During the small talk, no one mentioned the gossip. After dinner, let Ye Shiyi accompany Ling Ma and Ling Qingyu to watch TV in the living room, and the others waited to help Sum wash The bowls were all gathered in the kitchen far from the living room where the wood was burning.

"Mom, shall we go to their house in the third grade?" Ling Qingyu, who was so comfortable with Ye eleven's inner breath, leaned in his arms, wrapped one hand around his hair, asked leisurely.

Wu Yi hesitated for a while and said, "Don't go if you don't want to go."

Ling Qingyu knew that her mother must have not heard it out yet. The person who made her half-dead to dig her father’s grave was from the uncle’s family. He sighed in his heart and didn’t want her to know, lest the old man would be angry and he said, "No. Let the uncle and aunt do it together? The second uncle and the others will not stay in Ningcheng for long, and they are tired and panicked after running like this."

"Yes." Wu Yi nodded. She intended to take her daughter-in-law to show off, but now the uncle speaks so badly at home. Although it is said behind the scenes, it may not be so open in person, but her heart is always unhappy. , It also lightened his mind.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard it ringing. Wu Yi saw that it was Ling Xu's call and was taken aback, and then pressed the answer button.

"Wu Yi, this is Ling Xu, I heard that you are back?" The voice on the phone asked with a hearty laughter.

"Yes."

"That's it. I discussed with the eldest sister. This year is the year of the big festival. Everyone will go to the countryside on the fifth day of the middle school. I'm afraid there will be a lot of things on the third day. It's not as good as me and the eldest sister. Let's have a meal together, how about?"

Wu Yi was taken aback and said, "Okay, I'm fine, you'll set the time."

"At night, let's say so."

"it is good."

Putting down the phone, Wu Yi looked at Ling Qingyu somewhat puzzled.

Ling Qingyu said with a haha, "Just so, we can rarely see them once." I'm afraid that Ren Xing didn't reply, so Ling Haolin is worried, right? However, what happened to those men?

"Well, it's true, I'll go up and sleep first." Wu Yi nodded, said, and walked upstairs. After a day of tossing today, she was really tired. Besides, there is a TV in the bedroom, so she won't be a light bulb here. Now, looking at that beautiful child's eyes, it seems that water is almost coming out.

As soon as Ling Ma left, Ye Shixi lowered his head and kissed Ling Qingyu's lips, and kissed deeply, gently, gently and aggressively.

"Eleven~~" Ling Qingyu called out from the corner of his mouth, and smiled when he touched the hard protrusion.

Ye Shiyi loosened her lips, resisted the desire, held her with one hand, and continued to press her abdomen with the other, taking a deep breath.

Ling Qingyu flicked his fingers on the hardness, raised his head and said in his ear: "Eleven, sister can help you."

The bottom swelled sharply, Ye Shiyi's cheeks reddened, and a light flashed in his eyes, and then he suppressed it again, put his head between her neck and said: "It's okay, sister, Shiyi can bear it." Even with his hands, it was a work of strength, she was so weak now, he couldn't bear to take a little effort.

With the molester, Ling Qingyu gently shook the little guy who had pushed his pants out of a tent. Ling Qingyu chuckled and said, "Really not?"

Ye Shixi took a breath, picked her up by the probing hand, rushed upstairs a few steps, entered the room between himself and Ye Po, took out something from the bag, and put her on the bed. , Lowered her head and kissed her smiling lips, and said: "Sister, bring it to me."

"eleven……"

"Bring on, sister~" Ye Shiyi took her hand and untied her trousers, loosened her lips, forcibly resisted the already rough gasp, and whispered: "Sister, I can bear it. Wait for you to heal, wait for your body to heal, and then hurt me well, hurt me hard, it's good."

Ling Qingyu's heart was as soft as water, but as soon as he moved his hand, a stream of heat surged from below, and his face paled.

Ye Eleven was shocked, let go of her hand, and put the palm of her hand on her lower abdomen, and said anxiously: "Sister, is it hurt? It's all to blame, it's me, it's me..."

"Eleven, eleven!" Looking at his flustered look and the reddish eyes, Ling Qingyu hurriedly hugged him, patted his back lightly and said: "I'm fine, really, it's all right, just , It’s just..., you know, women come here once a month, don’t worry, this time, in this life, you will be able to protect me, eleven..."

"Well, elder sister~" Under her pat and soft coaxing, Ye Eleven gently kissed her lips again, bringing a pious kiss, and said: "Eleven will definitely protect her sister."

After such a trouble, the little brother Ye Shiyi took a breather, and took Ling Qingyu's hand with the thing. Ye Shishi put on his clothes, honestly hugged her back to the bedroom, and leaned on the bed to watch TV.