Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

After drinking a few more rounds of wine with Li Yanling, Mingyou, who was not very drunk, left the box.

Zeping finished his meal early and followed Mingyou's order to stay at the dining table, ordering some appetizers and waiting with tea.

"Come on, Carrot, take me to the base.'"

"Yes."

On the way, Mingyou asked Tang Hu, Huasheng and others to go to the base to hold a meeting about cooperation with the royal family.

After Mingyou explained the situation, they immediately accepted the cooperation and each one was more excited than the other.

Although those bullies are hateful, bullying them does not give them a sense of accomplishment, and they are not primarily helping their own people. X-wing members are different. Even if they are killed, it is to eliminate harm for the Tang Dynasty, so they can be more unscrupulous.

Among the three brothers of Tang Hu, including his brothers and peanut fillings, few have not been stained with blood. Of course, there is nothing wrong with accompanying his son to live a house and grow old, but fighting and killing is more open-minded.

"Master, no, Master Gao Tang, when will the Bad People come?"

When working, one has to talk about positions, and it is rare for Tang Dao to show high emotional intelligence.

"It'll be next week, they're selecting candidates. I heard from my fourth uncle that it seems like the competition is fierce."

"Of course. Datang is our home, we can't waste it. We all want to go out."

This is indeed true. The job of the three brothers Tang Hu to protect the young master is almost envied to death in the Tang family. Everyone is envious.

After explaining everything, Mingyou looked at the big and small things about "Oden" for a while before leaving the base and getting into Zeping's car that was guarding the door.

He was not qualified to participate in the core meeting. Mingyou didn't even tell Zhenli, so he would not tell Zeping, an outsider, his identity. He himself had no idea, because he was a black glove job. Even if he suspected that Mingyou was definitely not just the son-in-law of the Kujo family, it didn't matter to him. He just had to work hard.

His daughter sent him a photo of her in Datang yesterday, and the smile that had disappeared for a long time returned to her face. This is the greatest satisfaction for an old father.

Mingyou returned to the apartment and saw a familiar black car from a distance.

"Is Naicha here again?"

This person's mentality is stronger than that of ordinary people. If it were an ordinary girl, she would not even want to see Mingyou in the future after such a loss, but she still dared to do it again.

Still carrying wine and snacks, he leaned against Mingyou's door and talked to another girl.

"So Luo Luo-jun likes to drink white wine. Let's prepare some for him next time. Hey, Luo Luo-jun, you're back!"

Chaomei greeted Mingyou. Judging from her appearance, she must have just fed the cat.

"You're back." Mingyou greeted with a smile, "How are you today, Mr. Cat?"

"You're still so smart! Then let's go home first. Yang Nai is here to drink with you."

This is Chaomei's advantage. She will not actively interfere with the life of her idol. Even if Mingyou, who has a girlfriend, is approached by another girl at night, she will not ask any questions, but go home directly.

"Bye. By the way, when Mari and I come back from Kyoto, we'll bring you some souvenirs. Do you like cakes?"

"Really! I'm so happy! I will definitely cook red bean rice!"

Asami returned to her apartment, Mingyou raised an eyebrow at Yangno with a smile.

"Did you bring a change of clothes?"

Yang Naiya raised his eyebrows and put the wine in Mingyou's hand.

"Master Luo, since you want to see me change clothes so badly, you can consider it next time."

Mingyou had seen and helped Marie change clothes, so it was within the scope of the treaty.

"Let's drink first." Mingyou opened the door and brought Yangnai into the house.

"I'm back, Mr. Cat!"

The cat opened his eyes and meowed, then looked at Yang Nai again.

"This girl is here again. She vomited so badly last time."

If Yang Nai knew what the cat was thinking, she would turn around and leave. No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would be ashamed to be despised by a cat.

Still on the floor, still sitting on the floor, or pouring the wine bottle directly into your mouth.

"Your family is urging you to get married again?"

"No matter how much Young Master Luo likes married women, he shouldn't be more anxious than me, right?" Yang Nai wiped his mouth, took off his coat and threw it on Mingyou's bed.

She wore a beige half-sleeve top that was slim-fitting and showed off her beautiful curves.

Mingyou admired it without hesitation. He had eyes that were good at discovering beauty.

"Nanocha is indeed Nocha. I think the shape of her upper body is more beautiful than that of the young lady."

"I am pure love, not a minotaur."

Yang Nai didn't feel uncomfortable with Mingyou's gaze. As a social queen, she was used to this.

"Does that mean we should change things up a bit on nights when Senior Manri isn't around? The last time Young Master Luo's eyes weren't so direct."

Yang Nai changed the rhythm of her speech. After she vomited in front of Mingyou, her private language became less reserved and more and more directly provocative.

This is probably the way to destroy before building. And she realized that Zhenli didn't have much ill will towards her, and seemed to have tacitly approved of her and Mingyou's little tricks.

This is not scientific. There must be more fun waiting for her to discover.

So she wanted to test where Mingyou and Manli's bottom line was. Could it be that Manli would allow Mingyou to be affectionate outside?

As the alcohol took his mind off his body, Yang Noi's temptations shifted from words to small actions.

He grabbed his collar to cool down, stretched out one leg to bring his foot within Mingyou's reach, and occasionally "accidentally" touched Mingyou's crossed-legged knee with his toes, or even lightly brushed a short distance away.

On the surface, these contacts are not a big deal, but just normal actions. But when they are between adult men and women who are alone, the implications are obvious.

If Yang Noi is a scumbag, she will definitely be a female sea king. Her methods are too lethal to ordinary boys.

Unfortunately, her opponent is Shi Mingyou, a free-spirited Taoist disciple.

When Yang Noi's foot passed over Ming You's knee again, Ming You stopped it with a seemingly unintentional movement, and naturally stretched his legs and pressed on Yang Noi's ankle.

"I had a round of drinks with my elders tonight, and I'm a little drunk again."

Mingyou's words justified his actions. A drunk man could be considered a gentleman if he only did this much when facing a woman who wanted to seduce him.

"It turns out that Master Luo also has his bad days~"

Yang Nai let Mingyou hold her ankles without struggling, and her expression became even more ambiguous, like a flashing pink light.

“You have to try it to know, right?”

Mingyou had finished the wine in his hand and put the empty bottle aside. He looked at the little bit of white wine left in Yangnai's hand and his mind became active.

I didn't do anything when I sent Mari home today, but now when I see the bright and beautiful Yang No, I can't help but feel conflicted.

He just sent his legal girlfriend back to her parents' home, and now he's executing the contract tonight. That's really inhumane.

And Mingyou is different from other bad guys, he doesn't have excessive emotions. Otherwise, with his conditions, he could have been whoring for free in the red-light district. Every time he passed by, those cool young ladies looked as if they wanted to eat Mingyou up.

Even if he didn't choose these, if he really wanted to let go of himself, the fans from his Luoluojun period alone would be enough for him to ask Jia to regulate his body. He could be the bridegroom every night, and every time would be different.

This is the difficulty of being a "good person". You can't do bad things without a bottom line.

"Yang Nao, there is something I want to ask you, you don't have to answer."

"Oh? What does Young Master Luo want to know~"

"Do you have anyone you like?"

The sudden serious question made Yang Nai stunned for a moment.

The rhythm changed a bit quickly. One moment they were testing each other in an ambiguous way, and the next second it was like a confession scene in a youth idol drama.

"What if I say that I like Young Master Luo the most?"

Yang Nai leaned forward, her rosy and intoxicated face less than 30 centimeters away from Mingyou, so close that they could smell each other's alcohol-stained breath.