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There was a crack in the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and the faint light fell on the cashmere carpet, which was immediately engulfed by the ambiguous and depressed darkness.The heat in the air has not completely faded away, and there is a secret fishy smell floating in it.There is a person buried deep in the messy quilt on the bed, the red marks from the ears to the back, and the blue fingerprints on the waist make people imagine, and people can't help but guess what kind of cruelty happened to this body just now devastated.

A hearty sex/event is undoubtedly a very suitable way to decompress in the depressive atmosphere at this moment.

However, the matter is only three, and after three, even Bu Fern, whose tolerance can be called the Madonna level, can't bear it anymore.Powerless and limp, he clenched his teeth and pressed his palm against Ye Jin who came closer again. His hoarse voice was full of anger: "You are enough!"

Ye Ji reluctantly wanted to grab his slender waist, but was slipped into bed like a fern slippery fish.

The people in the quilt scolded angrily: "Get out!"

"Only three times," Ye Ji pressed down on the quilt regretfully, and arched his wet neck with the tip of his nose affectionately, "Honey, your physical strength is too bad."

Bu Ying didn't bother to move a finger, closed her eyes and said coldly: "I'll kill you again."

Ye Ji laughed triumphantly, and sucked hard behind his ear: "Don't worry, my husband, I know sustainable development. The sheep have to be fattened before they can be slaughtered."

With his upper body bare, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.The water flows from his strong chest to his blood-swelling lower abdomen. The man in the mirror is young and strong, and he is one of the mightiest gods in the three worlds. Given Tang Yan's age and Bu Fei's current state, it is possible that this one is very It's almost useless.

Ye Ji looked at the ferocious bright red wound on his arm, no amount of overbearing venom could do anything to his strong resilience, the rotten wound had already grown layers of fresh muscle.He was originally water, as long as the last drop of water in this world does not dry up, he will always have a chance to be reborn.

But when facing the so-called "father" in Bu Feren's mouth, Ye Ji only felt deeply powerless, and even at a certain moment he smelled the breath of death.

So this is the powerful and terrifying strength of the ancient gods?

He looked at himself in the mirror indifferently, "Boom", the water from the explosion splashed onto the mirror, and the smooth glass instantly shattered.

Bu Ying, who was sleeping, felt the violent spiritual power, and called out to the bathroom in a daze: "Ye Ji?"

"I'm here." A strong and warm masculine breath rushed towards his face, and his slightly cool lips touched Bu Feren's forehead, "Go to sleep."

Bu Ying hummed unconsciously, turned over and put her head on his arm, and fell asleep tiredly.

The cold wind swirls in the sky and roars bitterly. The land in winter is as tired as its ruler, but the slow-flowing rivers are persistently injecting vigorous vitality into it.In some remote and inconspicuous corners, the fragile green leaves are desperately absorbing the water in the soil, showing tenacious vitality in the harsh winter.

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This villa in the northern suburbs of Yancheng temporarily became the temporary residence of the Fourth Office. Although everyone did not take the arrest warrants on the Internet seriously, everyone who was hurt by a series of incidents did shake for a while. Time to recuperate.In the words of Dong Wuyi: "We are now in a state of anarchy and disorganization. We don't even pay wages, and we do shit work."

Comrade Yao Shaosi, the leader of the Fourth Office, disapproved of her words, but he is now a highly disabled person, and Dong Wuyi did not kick him out of the house, making him a scarecrow who is crying in the wind, which is considered as the utmost kindness.So his opinions are not within the scope of collective consideration, so the others just nest in the villa and wait to die.

It stands to reason that Ye Ji and Bu Fei could return to their private courtyard. With Ye Ji's enchantment, basically no one could find them under the Yancheng wall.But Dong Wuyi cried and cried, and refused to let go. The reason was that the Chinese New Year was coming up in a few days, and she wanted to spend a happy and reunion Spring Festival with her old boss, who had finally found her back.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Ye Jin fiddled with an illegal gun, and said with extreme indifference: "My wife and I are the only ones in my family, and it's not up to you to have a reunion. Go as far as you can."

Dong Wuyi cupped his face in both hands, looked at Bu Feren with tears in his eyes, and winked at Bu Feren coquettishly: "Second Master~"

If it's a woman with Dong Wuyi, act like a baby and act like a baby, but it happens to be a seven-foot strong man, then this scene is too horrible to look at, it can be called the scene of a car accident.

Yao Shaosi, who was diligently picking up the ribs, trembled and poked the ribs into his liver. He sighed heavily: "Second Master, can you take care of him?"

Dong Wuyi turned his face faster than turning a book: "Fuck you, I will force you to sleep on the street again. You don't have to worry about shame if you say it, a fairy official of the profit market can't get half a dime out of it."

Step fern calmly turned a page of the book.

Ye Ji rubbed his gun and stretched out his head: "Honey, what are you looking at?"

Step fern bright book cover - "Taiqingjing Anecdotes Record".

Ye Ji was silent for a moment, and said coyly: "This kind of elementary school students' writing, what's so interesting about pouring water to cheat money. Come on, don't read, go back to the room with my husband, and my husband will show you the real big treasure."

Bu Fei was not interested in his "big baby" at all, he smiled at Ye Ji, and Ye Ji's heart turned cold when he laughed: "I think the author of this book has a lot of ideas, for example, 'Drinking Love Medicine Taishan Jun suffers , go to Wushan Cave to have fun with you.” He stroked the pen name on the book cover and sighed, “You are so courageous.”

Dong Wuyi's cursing stopped abruptly. He turned his head and squinted at Ye Ji, whose face was pale and pale, and suddenly said something surprising, "Second Master, don't you know that this book is the work of our Third Master's love?"

"..." Ye Jiqiang studied the muzzle of the gun calmly, not daring to look into Bu Feren's eyes.

Bu Fei patted the book on his head three times, and said with a smile, "So it's you."

Ye Ji was terrified, and plunged into his arms, howling like hell: "Honey! I was wrong! It's all because I love you so much!"

Bu Fei kicked him down: "Get lost!"

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On New Year's Eve, it snowed lightly in Yancheng, and the fine snowflakes rustled the mountain tops with a thin layer of white.Chu Xiao, who went out to buy fresh ingredients, shook off the broken snow from his hat, and plunged into the famous "haunted house" under the horrified eyes of the security guard.

Security A: "Lao Lao, Lao Li, I am not blind. Isn't the 13th building completely dead, has it been deserted for a long time?"

Security B followed the sound and saw that there was no one in sight, and said, "You read it wrong."

Security A: "I'm not blind! I just... what did I say just now?"

Security B impatiently pulled away the stunned colleague: "Let's go, let's go home after the inspection, it's 29, watch out for your wife to cut you!"

"Someone saw you." Bu Fei stood by the French window and watched the snow falling outside, "Be careful."

Recently, the wind has been very tight, Dong Wuyi took advantage of the darkness to inquire about various sources of news every night, and now even the Daomen began to search for the whereabouts of each of them.Although Taoism in the world is declining now, it still hurts to bite people when there are too many ants, not to mention that behind them is a huge beast that grinds its teeth and drinks blood.This giant beast has not yet shown its minions again, just like Bu Fern and the others are waiting for an opportunity, it is also secretly waiting for an opportunity to catch them all.

No one knows what kind of flames of war will be brewed as this struggle spreads from the Taiqing Realm to the human world.

However, judging from the divine power leaked from time to time in Yancheng in recent days, it can be seen that Tang Yan has lost most of his control over the Taiqing Realm, and the high-ranking heavenly officials have finally returned to the world after many years.This time it is not for opening the door to bless, but for preparing for a killing.

Chu Xiao, as a fresh face among them, took on the heavy responsibility of purchasing without hesitation.He put two bags of ingredients on the ground, and said nonchalantly: "I rarely stay in Taiqing, basically in the human world, few heavenly officials recognize me, let alone that old immortal."

"If he has already controlled Taiqingjing, it will be a matter of time before he recognizes you." Bu Fei took a sip of coffee, influenced by Ye Jin, except for some bedding that is not suitable for children, he can accept new things quickly He said it very quickly, "Tang Yan and the others didn't send any news. If Zhao Lang falls into his hands, you are very likely to be used to threaten him."

When Chu Xiao heard his father's name, his eyes were visibly shaken. He bit his lip and couldn't help asking: "Master, do you think my father...will something happen?"

"Even if he and Tang Yan are under control, they won't be harmed for the time being. It won't be easy after a long time." Bu Ying comforted him in a warm voice, "Don't worry too much, Tang Yan is our eldest brother, so we won't be so easy to deal with. Besides, the Taiqing Realm is high above the nine heavens, and there are 64 heavenly gates, which are in a dilemma, and it is not an easy task to break through."

Chu Xiao hummed in a nasal voice, cheering up a little: "Master, I haven't celebrated the New Year with you for a long time. I really miss the days when I was with senior brothers and others on Zaichuan. By the way, senior brothers and the others have news Yet?"

Bu Fei shook her head: "No, but for now, no news may be good news."

"Second!" Ye Ji shouted from the kitchen, "Come quickly and make dumplings with me, my husband needs your love and support!"

Even though Ye Ji became Chu Xiao's de facto "master father", Chu Xiao still couldn't help turning his face dark: "This bastard."

"San'er! Don't think that if you scold Master in the living room, Master won't hear you!" Ye Jin roared, "I'll make you a pot of coriander and fennel stuffing tonight, and I'll eat it all!"

Chu Xiao: "..."