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Raising his fan and laughing lightly, the words he spoke made all the girls in the city want to marry him.

Chen Qinglang was fascinated by it, his cheeks flushed a little, he was afraid to look at Shen Yi standing in front of him, because last night he was troubled by two strange dreams.

It seemed that he had encountered a ghost pressing the bed, he couldn't move his whole body and had no strength, he seemed to dream of Shen Yi vaguely, this handsome and extraordinary man also appeared in his dream, and the man in the dream kissed him lips, and possessed himself domineeringly.

Chen Qinglang had no experience in bed affairs, so he believed that he had met a beauty like Shen Yi, and that's why he fell in love for the first time. Thinking that he had lusted after her in his dream last night, he felt very sorry, and he felt a little bit better when he saw her. Feeling uncomfortable.

On the contrary, Shen Yi approached Chen Qinglang generously, and even raised his hand to caress the little Taoist priest's forehead. Seeing that his complexion was not very good, his face was red, cold sweat was pouring down, and he looked nervous, he expressed his concern. Asked: "Brother Qinglang, did you sleep well last night?"

Chen Qinglang didn't dare to say it was bad, he didn't dare to say a word about what happened in the dream, he could only laugh and say: "Okay, very good, I slept till dawn, ah, by the way, Qichi Where is mother's room, has she got up?"

Shen Yi shook his head: "Our Chrysanthemum Building only opens its doors for business when night falls, and it's still broad daylight..."

The little Taoist laughed more and more awkwardly, because he felt that he got up a little early, and the boss of Jumanlou was not here. Originally, he wanted to use her mouth to find out when the monsters appeared, so that he could help them catch them.

Seeing Shen Yi staring at him all the time, Chen Qinglang patted his head and asked with a laugh: "Is there something on my face? Why do you keep staring at me..."

Shen Yi, who was dressed in white, suddenly lowered his head, walked to Chen Qinglang's side and said, "I think Brother Qinglang, you are very handsome, and you are so gentle to me..."

gentle?

When Chen Qinglang heard this word, his mind exploded instantly. It was the first time that he was described as gentle.

Shen Yi saw the little Taoist priest's face stunned, so he explained in a gentle voice with a pitiful expression: "I was born in a poor family, and there are many brothers and sisters. In order to let the younger brothers and sisters afford food, I wouldn’t starve to death on the street, so I sold myself to Jumanlou, and I started to receive different guests from a very young age, and the guests would not treat me as a human being if they sprinkled gold and silver.”

"They often hit me when they were unhappy, and took out their anger on me. Once they resisted, they would be beaten harder. At that time, my body was covered with blue and purple scars. No one has ever been so gentle to me. You are the first A person who treats me well, is willing to carry me back, and even said to protect me from being bullied, you alone gave me this feeling of being cared for..."

As Shen Yi spoke, he wiped his tears with the sleeves of his white clothes. He was very good at acting emotionally. In order to let the little Taoist priest take pity on him, he was still sobbing at the side, making the little guy beside him feel as if he had been tortured. Severely ravaged in general.

It seemed that someone was wielding a long whip, whipping his heart again and again, the pain was a bit oppressive, and his chest was so congested that it was hard to breathe.

The innocent little Taoist clenched his fists tightly, and he immediately made a bold statement that he had never promised: "Don't be afraid, I am here, and I will protect you. You will be bullied!"

"really?"