Yang Xiaocong, the new hero

, Yang Xiaocong looked at the flimsy leader, who had a hole in his clothes, and sighed.Resigned to his fate, he took off his clothes, covered the leader, and wrapped them tightly.

In fact, she is just looking for abuse, and she is willing to be abused!

The author has something to say: Actually, I don’t understand acupoints, I just wrote about them, don’t take it seriously

☆、Goodbye Linghu Chong

The morning light sprinkled on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, dotted with stars.The slender eyelashes fluttered, and they opened suddenly, a pair of eyes that were as bright as stars, without any fatigue from injury.Trying to sit up, the clothes covering his body fell off. The corners of Dongfang Bubai's mouth twitched as he looked at the big hole exposed on his shoulders and the extremely irregular strips of cloth, and said coldly: "Idiot."

Looking at the extremely unsightly clothes on his body, Dongfang could only take off his original coat and put on the blue chivalrous clothes that fell on the ground, so that at least he could cover up his injuries.

Pushing aside the weeds at the tree hole, the sun poured in, Dongfang squinted his eyes, and saw Yang Xiaocong in a white coat running over in a hurry, holding a large pile of yellow fruits in his arms, seeing the leader woke up, Yang Xiaocong showed a Big smile: "Master, are you hungry?"

Dongfang Bubai was dazzled by this smile. Once upon a time, he also smiled at himself like this, so brilliant.

When I came back to my senses, there was already a watery fruit in front of me, "It has been washed, it is guaranteed to be safe, the leader can eat it at ease." Yang Xiaocong selectively ignored the actions of the leader to her last night. Still have to hang out with her.

He took the fruit with a blank expression, took a bite, and it tasted good, "Are we still in Huashan now?"

Yang Xiaocong nodded, "The main roads at the mountain pass are all Huashan disciples, we can't get out."

"Can't get out? You are really incompetent." The leader evoked a mocking smile, "A mere Huashan can trap me, let's go."

I am incompetent!The corners of Yang Xiaocong's mouth twitched, well, whatever the leader says, she can obey unconditionally.

Looking at the leader walking in front with his shoulders covered, Yang Xiaocong was tangled, should he go up and help him?I reached out my hand several times, but the leader looked back coldly, and shrank back embarrassingly.Yang Xiaocong, oh Yang Xiaocong, you are really spineless, you are secretly complaining.

Suddenly, the leader in front of him stopped, Yang Xiaocong was taken aback, and looked forward, isn't that Linghu Chong who looks like him?Then the woman next to him is Ren Yingying.Move forward without any trace, and stand side by side with the leader.

He glanced at the leader casually, and sure enough, the leader's face was cold, staring at the hand he was holding tightly.

Heh, Linghu Chong, just treat me like this, Dongfang sneered, and sent a voice transmission to the person behind him, "Hold me later."

The two people in front were also stunned, as if they didn't expect to meet again.

"Hero Linghu, it's not because of the beauty that he was sentenced to leave the school." Yang Xiaocong didn't like Linghu Chong, and he was thorny when he came up to speak, so he naturally walked to the leader and hugged him.

Linghu Chong ignored Yang Xiaocong, but looked deeply at Dongfang Bubai, "Master Dongfang, don't come here without any problems."

Yang Xiaocong frowned, and took a step forward, trying to block Linghu Chong's sight, but was pulled back by the leader, and said coldly: "It's no better than Linghu Hero, a beauty by his side, gentle in the countryside."

Yang Xiaocong admitted that she felt relieved for a moment when she heard it, you damn Linghu Chong, now the leader doesn't want to see you anymore.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Ren Yingying pulled Linghu Chong down and said, "Brother Chong, let's go quickly, it will be bad if your master catches up."

Brother Chong!Dongfang Bubai's eyes were fixed, and he was so affectionate, when did it start?

Linghu Chong nodded, Yang Xiaocong smiled secretly, he was hunted down by Yue Buqun as expected, and then felt sad, Linghu Chong could ignore Yue Buqun's order for Ren Yingying, but for the leader, for Huashan, for the so-called righteous way, he could hold his sword Inserted into the arms of the leader, this is so unfair!

Dongfang didn't move, and let him walk, when he turned sideways, he suddenly raised his voice: "Yingying, remember what you promised me."

Ren Yingying took Linghu Chong's hand, "Uncle Dongfang, I know." But I have to go.

When Linghu Chong passed by, Yang Xiaocong whispered in his ear: "Do you know why the leader looked at you differently before? Because of your face, now that I'm back, you have no chance." Then he raised his voice mischievously: "Linghu Chong, I hope you don't regret it." One day, I will make you regret it.

The author has something to say: Is the role of the leader too much?There will be more drops in the future, Huo Huo

Look, how the leader forgot about Linghu Chong

☆, Qunyu Garden

In the Huashan faction's backyard, Ning Zhong looked at the head of Huashan, Yue Buqun, with red eyes, "Brother, are you really going to drive Chong'er out of the Huashan faction? He was brought up by us."

Yue Buqun was still angry, "That scoundrel, for the sake of a demon girl, where would he put me as a master, and where would he put the Huashan faction!" If the Huashan faction was tired by him, how could he fight for it? Where is the head of the Five Sacred Mountains?

"Junior Sister, in front of the heroes of the world, I will announce that Linghu Chong is an abandoned disciple of Huashan, and everything about him from now on has nothing to do with the Huashan School." Yue Buqun was thinking about his own plan, and he couldn't be ruined just because of one disciple. .

Ning Zhong saw that the head brother had made up his mind, so he had to follow him, but she was full of worries about Linghu Chong. She looked at the grown-up child and stabbed the leader of the Demon Cult, but was expelled from the sect. Demon's Revenge.Suddenly, that day, the man standing next to Dongfang Bubai who looked exactly like Chong'er came back to his mind, his eyes full of hatred and determination, and his heart trembled.

The words were divided into two parts, the Huashan faction on the other side welcomed the heroes of the world, but Yang Xiaocong felt very cold on the other side, obviously speaking in broad daylight.The leader next to him laughed suddenly after Linghu Chong left. The laughter became louder and louder, but he couldn't feel the warmth from the cold.

Yang Xiaocong was terrified by her laughter, and gently took back the hand around the leader, although he was very reluctant, but for the sake of his own life, he kept a low profile, but the feeling of hugging the leader is really good!

"Just now, your performance was very good." Dongfang laughed enough, and glanced at someone who was holding back secretly.

Is it?Yang Xiaocong was a little flattered, she thought that the leader would aim at her hand with an embroidery needle.

Dongfang ignored the expressive Yang Xiaocong, and continued to say calmly: "When you meet Linghu Chong in the future, do as you did just now." Linghu Chong, I really want to see how much you really don't care about me.

When he reached the mountain pass, there were indeed several Huashan disciples guarding him. Dongfang Bubai sneered and wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Yang Xiaocong, "Master, your injury..." looked at her injured shoulder, wandering.

The leader gave her a playful look, "These people can't affect my injury." When did it start, I became more courageous.

The embroidery needle shot out quickly, and several Huashan disciples fell straight down before seeing who was coming.

Yang Xiaocong looked at the master waving his arm with a complicated expression. That's what he said, but it always hurts to touch the wound.

Yang Xiaocong followed the leader down the mountain as if entering a land without people, and soon he left the mountain and came to the small town at the foot of the mountain.It has to be said that the leader is very powerful.

Wearing the clothes of Huashan disciples, Yang Xiaocong asked the leader who was walking in front: "Where are we going next? Back to Heimuya?" The clothes on this guy were taken from the authentic Huashan disciples who fell on the ground, and the waste was reused. Well, otherwise, if he appeared on the street in a white shirt, he would be mistaken for Xiao Tiantian.

Dongfang Bubai looked at Yang Xiaocong like an idiot, can the injured people rush on without stopping, it is too lazy to talk nonsense to him, "Qunyuyuan!" The leader will never admit that she is venting his anger.

Yang Xiaocong silently lowered his head under the gaze of Dongfang Hierarch, so, let's pretend she didn't ask anything, anyway, I'll go wherever you go.

Qunyuyuan is the most famous brothel at the foot of Huashan Mountain. It is said that Dongfangbubai, the best martial artist in the martial arts world, belongs to the Sun Moon God Sect, and Dongfangbubai, the best in the oiran world, is in this Qunyuyuan.What is unknown is that the behind-the-scenes boss of this group of Yuyuan is the leader of the God Sect. In recent years, the Sun Moon God Sect has been relying on brothels to inquire about news.

During the daytime, the brothel does not accept customers, and the whole flower street is very quiet, so no one noticed that Yang Xiaocong and the leader hid in the famous Qunyu Garden.During this period of time, the leader is going to recuperate here, and return to Heimuya after he recovers.

In the oiran's room of Qunyuyuan, the Eastern leader re-bandaged the wound, changed into clothes, and lay lazily on the red gauze bed.Yang Xiaocong stood beside the bed, and Qunyuyuan's old mother knelt in front of the bed.

"The leader of the East, Wencheng Wude, will dominate the world for thousands of years."

The corners of Yang Xiaocong's mouth twitched, as expected, he did this everywhere.

Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes and kissed his vermilion lips: "The leader of the sect will be staying here in the near future. The group of people in Huashan, you can deal with it accordingly. In short, don't disturb me."

The old mother knelt, hesitated to speak.

"What? It can't be done?" Dongfang slowly opened his eyes, his voice turned cold.

The old mother was taken aback, and quickly said: "No, leader, the people of Huashan can handle it, but the news that the number one oiran in the world is staying in Qunyu Garden can't be hidden. If someone finds out, I'm afraid... ..."

"Hide it? Who told you to hide it, I just don't want to be disturbed." A ghostly smile evoked.

"Then the leader means..." The old mother's eyes flickered.

Dongfang Bubai turned his back, "I'm tired, mom, you can figure it out."

"Yes, Master," the old mother replied respectfully, and then looked at Yang Xiaocong with a strange smile.

Yang Xiaocong looked at her in shock, as if something was waiting for him.

The author has something to say: Well, regarding the number of words, I can only say that I try my best. Time is really tight at night, please don’t mind

☆, bidding

At night, when Liangren's house is closed for rest, there is a street that has just started to be lively.Lanterns of various colors are hung up, illuminating the entire street brightly, and there are a group of Yingying and Yanyan at the door of each building, soliciting customers, so lively.

A man in white, holding a bone fan and wearing a jade flute around his waist, stood at the gate of Qunyu Garden.Yixi's dusty temperament is incompatible with the fireworks atmosphere here.

The welcoming girl from Qunyu Garden saw the visitor, she hurried up to pull the man in white, and said softly: "My lord, it's the first time I've come here, it's the first time I've seen someone who came here with a mask. Could it be that my family There's a tigress coming here to have some fun?"

It turned out that this clean and clean boy had a silver mask on his face, which covered most of his face, only the bottom of his nose was exposed.

The man was surrounded by a group of Yingying and Yanyan, pushing and shoving, and countless hands were placed on his body.

"Come on, son."

"Young master, choose the slave family, the slave family is Xiaocui"

"My lord, it's better for me to accompany you to drink."

"Young master, your mask is so strange."

……

The tip of the nose was filled with the pungent smell of powder, the man frowned slightly, and said: What kind of smell are these, oh, the smell of the leader is still good.That's right, this person is Yang Xiaocong who lived in Qunyu Garden with the leader.

Pulling off the messy hands on his body, Yang Xiaocong adjusted his clothes and entered Qunyu Garden. This time he had a mission.

Qunyuyuan is worthy of being the best among brothels, the lobby is magnificently decorated, Yang Xiaocong looks around, a couple of lovers chasing each other, flirting, shaking their heads, they are really glamorous.

After a while, the old mother came with all the sisters. Seeing Yang Xiaocong, she hurriedly flattered and said, "Hey, which noble son is this, is this your first time?"

Yang Xiaocong followed the old mother's words, nodded and laughed.

Seeing this, the old mother said again: "Young master, you are right to come here today. My girls are all the best. Look, this little red is petite and lovely. Little green is charming. .Little Huang, the pearl is round and jade-like. Little Orange, with a delicate fragrance...Young Master, which servant do you want?"

Yang Xiaocong was dumbfounded.Old mother, if you don’t bring this kind of thing, you asked me to act like this, how can I choose this, if the leader finds out, wouldn’t it be that I will never have a chance.

"Cough." Yang Xiaocong straightened his expression and raised his head arrogantly, "Don't use this vulgar powder to fool me, I know that the number one oiran in the world will choose a guest to enter the curtain today."

"It turns out that the young master is here today for our oriental girl." The old mother smiled, "but you must be prepared, young master, the oriental girl is not so easy to meet."

Yang Xiaocong nodded, and took out a stack of banknotes from his arms and stuffed them to the old mother.But I was wailing in my heart, what kind of thing is this, I give you the money you gave me, is it necessary to do such a complete set of plays?

The old mother laughed more and more happily, and hurriedly summoned a maid, "Zi'er, quickly take this young man to the elegant seat."

Following the maid, I turned left and right, and finally came to the so-called private seat, the corners of my mouth twitched, it was like a table of eight immortals in the private seat.I glanced around and saw that there were long hollow mahogany tables. Why is mine the Eight Immortals table?

Yang Xiaocong looked at the maid angrily, gritted his teeth, "Elegant seat? Huh?"

Unexpectedly, the maid named Zi'er ignored the person who was about to explode, and just whispered in Yang Xiaocong's ear: "Boss Yang, this is the meaning of the leader." Who told you to do the task and come so late, seat It's full, sorry.

Yang Xiaocong froze in an instant, well, my lord, I have to obey.Reluctantly sat down at the Eight Immortals table, such a unique table stands out from the crowd in a row of elegant seats.A handsome young man, although he couldn't see the whole face, but his temperament should not be bad. Such a person, sitting in an abrupt position, would obviously be hated by others.

Isn't it?The chivalrous man in Tsing Yi sitting next to him was not calm, "These days, anyone can come to Qunyu Garden and sit at the table of the Eight Immortals. It's not too shameful. Oriental girls are also something you can imagine."

Yang Xiaocong ignored him and watched the dance while drinking.We are now pretending to be literati and poets, and we cannot be as knowledgeable as villains.

The friend next to the man in Tsing Yi looked at the silent Yang Xiaocong, thinking that he was inferior, and then saw that there was only a pot of free wine on the table of the Eight Immortals, while his side was full of delicious food and wine, and persuaded: "Great people, don't be as knowledgeable as poor ghosts." , this kind of person only comes once in a while to have fun, so can he still compete with us for the oiran?"

Then Luo Renjie heard the same thing, how could he compare himself with this kind of person, he simply lowered his self-esteem, "Boy, this time you are lucky, for the sake of grandpa's upcoming beauty, I don't care about it like you."

Yang Xiaocong laughed secretly when he heard this, there are really weird people every day, especially today.

When the time was almost up, the old mother walked up to the stage and said: "The number one oiran in the world has re-entered Qunyu Garden, and today I will re-establish the rules. If you want to be the guest of the oriental girl, everyone has a chance." , Whether it is a literati, a knight, or a businessman, there is a chance. Today, our method is that the highest bidder wins. The guest officer who wins today can see the Oriental girl for seven consecutive days. After seven days, the competition is literary talent, and he can also have Seven days of rubbing hands with an oriental girl. The final competition is martial arts, and the rules are the same."

As soon as this remark came out, the people present were in an uproar, and a good-natured person boldly proposed: "What if a person wins three games in a row?"

The old mother's expression remained unchanged, she seemed to have a countermeasure, "If there is such a person, I think the Oriental girl will fall in love with her, and she can be the guest of honor for one month in a row."

The people sitting next to each other had their own thoughts, but they all had the determination to win, especially that Luo Renjie, who did not hide the desire in his eyes.

"Okay, without further ado, let's start bidding now. The starting price is 1000 taels." The old mother couldn't bear to see the people below, so let's start.

"One thousand five hundred taels." Luo Renjie called out first.

"2000 taels." Someone asked for the price again, and a group of people from the Qingcheng faction gave him a hard look.

"3000 taels."

……

The price climbed all the way, Yang Xiaocong was drinking calmly, and soon reached 1 taels, which is a big number in a small town like this.

"5000 taels." Luo Renjie yelled viciously, "Who dares to fight with me, I am the big disciple of the Qingcheng faction." The Qingcheng faction is considered a local snake in the town.

Sure enough, there was no sound from the people below, Luo Renjie was complacent, hum, a bunch of bastards, why should they argue with me.

"Anyone else wants to increase the price?" the old mother shouted.

No one answered, Luo Renjie was already beaming, the oiran is mine now.

"Then tonight's entrance..."

"5 taels." Yang Xiaocong said.

"What, 5 taels?" The people at the bottom were shocked. Who is this young man? Is he crazy? 5 taels, I'm afraid the Five Sacred Sword Sect doesn't even have that much in total.

Luo Renjie was stunned, and then looked at Yang Xiaocong resentfully, the duck in his mouth was snatched away by the person in front of him, thinking of what he said just now, he felt that he was a clown who was played for a long time.

"5 taels? Do you have that much silver?" Luo Renjie stood up, he refused to accept that the poor man in front of him might have 5 taels.

Yang Xiaocong smiled lightly, "You don't care if I don't have it, as long as the old mother believes that I have it."

Walking up to Luo Renjie, he mocked, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, today I'm going to kiss Fangze."

"You!" Luo Renjie jumped up against the table, as if he was going to hit him.

Unexpectedly, there were more than ten big men standing around in the blink of an eye, and the old mother stepped off the stage, "Who wants to make trouble in Qunyu Garden, have you forgotten the rules?"

Luo Renjie gave up angrily, Qunyuyuan's background was too big for him to offend.

"You wait, I won't let it go, I will pay you back a hundred times the shame today, go." The Qingcheng faction said harsh words and left angrily.

"Waiting for you at any time." Yang Xiaocong opened the bone fan, shaking and shaking.

The task was completed, Yang Xiaocong blinked at the old mother, the old mother nodded and gave a thumbs up secretly.

Time went back to this morning, Yang Xiaocong was dragged from the teacher's room to another room by the old mother who smiled strangely, and threw her a burden, asking her to change immediately, that is, the white clothes, bone fan, jade flute, and mask up.

Yang Xiaocong touched the cold mask on his face, "What is this for?"

"The teacher is the main receptionist, and you have to be her guest of honor."

"What? The leader is still injured, what if he is discovered?" Yang Xiaocong said in surprise.

The old mother looked at her with contempt, "I really don't know how you became the manager. When the oiran comes back, there will be leaks. If the oiran doesn't pick up the guests, it will be even more suspicious."

"The leader means that no one should disturb her, so if you fail, let others... Hehe, I believe you have tried the method of the leader."

A gust of cool wind blew by, Yang Xiaocong shivered, it was so cold.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, the number of words in this chapter is enough, and I am so entangled in writing.

Well, actually, I really don’t know how to write villains.

☆, two people

"Brother Lian, come and make tea for sister." A graceful woman waved to Yang Xiaocong

"Okay." Yang Xiaocong hurried over, quickly made tea and served it.

"Xiao Lian, I want to take a bath and help me boil the water." Jiao Didi's voice came from the next room again.

"Here we come." Yang Xiaocong went to the woodshed to chop firewood and boil water without taking a breath.

This room is busy, and the old mother came over, "What are you doing here? Go to the front to greet the guests, I am too busy."

"Mom, there is boiling water here, sister Yuechan is waiting impatiently."

The old mother waved the handkerchief, and a burst of inferior incense powder came, "Bring the water and call the servant girl. No one is waiting for you. If you lose money, you will be charged."

When Yang Xiaocong heard this, his face was full of black lines. Without such a belt, he already owed 5 taels, so come back!When will this be?Thinking of this, Yang Xiaocong felt so sad and indignant that you guys wanted me to take action, but now it's still on my shoulders.

Last night, Yang Xiaocong, who had completed the task, was overjoyed. He was going to see the leader, but he was stopped by his mother halfway.

"Director Yang, it's not too late to ask the leader for credit after giving me 5 taels first." The old mother stopped in the middle of the road with a smile.

"What? Isn't that acting? What does 5 taels have to do with me?" Why did Yang Xiaocong feel like he smelled a conspiracy.

"Acting?" The old mother straightened her face, "Boss, the task is a task. It doesn't matter how you complete it, but it is always true that you spent 5 taels to buy the oiran girl for seven days. Qunyuyuan is a small business. Manager Yang Such a well-known person should not renege on his debt."

Big name?Ding your sister!Yang Xiaocong chuckled, "Old mother, I acted according to your words. We are all from our own family. This money..."

"Boss, let's use one size for one size. You said that if it wasn't my idea, would the Eastern leader not be disturbed? If you angered the leader, would you still have a good life?" Since you are so busy, that little money is not too much."

Please, that was originally your business, but now it's on my head, what kind of business is this? Is 5 taels small money?You little show me.What should I do, I can't ask the leader to comment, and if I disturb her, I must serve her with embroidery needles.

Yang Xiaocong said helplessly, "Well, Mom, I'm a newcomer and I don't have any money."

"It's okay! It's fine if you help pay off the debt here." The old mother replied very frankly.

"That's it, okay, okay." Yang Xiaocong felt more and more that he was cheated.

The old mother walked away with a smile, and a happy voice came from the wind, "Little Lianlian, Mr. Gui's monthly money is two taels a month."

Two taels a month, Yang Xiaocong calculated in his mind, 24 taels a year, that is to say, he would have to work in Qunyu Garden for 83 years before paying back the invitation.God, kill me.

Therefore, the above has caused Yang Xiaocong's miserable life now.

The night is as cool as water, and Qunyu Garden is as clean as the courtyard where the leader lives.A new moon hangs coldly in the sky, Yang Xiaocong sat in the courtyard, listening to the faint sound of silk and bamboo and the noise of guests not far away, he fell into confusion for a while.

To be honest, when Yang Xiaocong came to this world, he just wanted to live, and it didn't matter how he lived.Whether she is a rookie in martial arts, becomes a manager, is assassinated, or is heavily in debt, she doesn't care. It can be said that she has no sense of belonging to this world, and has always been like a spectator.After all, this is just a novel. Sometimes she wonders if she will go back when the story of Swordsman comes to an end.But now, what to do, her heart has changed, when the leader fell on her body injured and miserable, she couldn't let go.

Yang Xiaocong gave a low laugh, and turned his head to look at the dimly lit room.Through the window, a slender figure was leaning against the bed, frowning tightly, the embroidery needles fluttering, not knowing what was embroidered on the silk and satin.

Yang Xiaocong suddenly remembered the blue-clothed boy he saw in the teacher's room, and again, are you thinking about him?

Why, he hurt you so deeply, but you still can't let go?I really, really want to bring you joy if I can.

Yang Xiaocong got up and looked at the front yard, it was time to get busy again.

In the cold night, there was a sigh.

The Eastern Hierarch in the room suddenly put down the thorn in his hand and looked out of the window. All he saw was a thin figure from his back, which quickly disappeared.Yes, him?

Frowning again, she looked at the embroidery in her hand.Get out of bed, take the sword, swing it, and the embroidery is scattered on the ground.

There was blood oozing from his shoulder, he stared straight at the debris all over the floor, the corners of his mouth curled up, from then on, Dongfang Bubai no longer had any heart.

The author has something to say: Well, the article is thin again, let’s write fat articles when we have enough time

☆, kiss

Yang Xiaocong's life has been very busy recently, and it's also very smooth, which makes her feel a little strange. The source of the strangeness is of course the leader who is recuperating from his injuries.Back then at Heimuya, the leader tortured her thousands of times a day, but now when he went to see her, the leader kept a calm expression, didn't look at her, and didn't threaten to change her to Linghu Chong. The clothes that she wears, even the embroidery that she never leaves her hands, can't be seen, and she is only accompanied by the carrier pigeons that fly out and in every day.While he was recuperating, the leader kept leaning over the desk, tying the written letter to the pigeon's leg without stopping.

Yang Xiaocong should feel that he should be able to breathe a sigh of relief. The current leader doesn't mention Linghu Chong anymore, does it mean that she has let go, but Yang Xiaocong always feels that she has overlooked something, and this feeling is very uncomfortable.

Today, Qun Yu Yuan had a rare vacation, and Yang Xiaocong could finally go back to his room earlier to rest.Stretching, Yang Xiaocong lay on the bed, happily took out the book from under the pillow, and started to read it.

Suddenly, the door opened, the wind blew in, and the curtains moved lightly.

Yang Xiaocong looked up, but saw the leader holding a wine glass, staggering into the room while drinking, seeing Yang Xiaocong, his eyes suddenly lit up, he held up the glass and said: "Linghu Chong, drink with me."

Yang Xiaocong couldn't laugh or cry, how could an injured person drink.But Yang Xiaocong felt bitter when the leader acted like this, did he think of me as him again?Sure enough, you hid him in your heart, deeply.That's why I don't look at her these few days, I'm afraid of thinking of him, so I'm obsessed with teaching affairs and keep myself busy... Such a leader is too depressing, "Okay, I'll drink with you.",

Helping the leader to the table, carrying the pot, pouring the wine, the two of you have a glass and I have a glass, it's a joy.

"Linghu Chong, do you still remember, the first time we met, you were the hero who saved the beauty, uh, you also taught me how to drink Linghu..." The leader was drunk and muttered thinking about the past.

Yang Xiaocong turned his head sideways, looked at the leader who was completely different from usual, and smiled softly: "I remember, how could I forget it." In fact, the leader is also a distressed woman.

"Linghu Chong, why am I inferior to her? Why don't you want me anymore? Why..." Yang Xiaocong didn't know how to answer the tearful question. While thinking about it, he felt that his lips were covered with softness, and his brain went blank for an instant, leaving only The cool face with the aftertaste of fragrance is the tears of the leader?

Yang Xiaocong didn't know how to react, anyway, she didn't want to push away, this feeling moved her heart.Silently feeling the cold lips, there was a sudden tingling pain, and a faint fishy smell on the tip of his tongue, Yang Xiaocong was a little speechless.

The leader pushed away the bitten Xiao Cong, his red lips parted slightly, and he murmured in a low voice: "Linghu Chong, we are gracious, merciful, merciful." Then he fell on Yang Xiaocong and fell unconscious.

Yang Xiaocong looked at the leader on his body in astonishment, is this regarded as being suppressed?Sighing, he got up, hugged the leader to the bed, helped her tuck the corners of the quilt, and went out.

At the door, the maidservant serving the leader stood. Yang Xiaocong put his index finger on his lips, motioning her to keep quiet, and whispered to her: "The leader has fallen asleep with me. Don't disturb her. Go back first. I'll sit in the yard for a while." Son."

The courtyard is deep, Yang Xiaocong is sitting on the stone bench, his heart is in a mess, the tip of his tongue is subconsciously licking the injured lips, and the picture of the leader leaning over and kissing is played back countless times in his mind, the soft touch and fragrance, drunk, unwilling to wake up .

What should I do, I know that you like another person, but I still can't help falling in love with you.My lord, I have kissed you, you have to be responsible to me.If Linghu Chong can't give you happiness, then let me help you forget him.

As the cool wind blew, Yang Xiaocong touched the lips that were kissed, and the corner of his mouth drew an arc.It's a bit cold, get up and go back to the house.

The candlelight was flickering, the Eastern Hierarch was sleeping quietly on the bed, approaching, breathing lightly, Yang Xiaocong sat by the bed, staring intently.I really want to look at you like this for the rest of my life.

At some point, the candle burned out, and Yang Xiaocong lay beside the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

In the morning, Dongfang Bubai woke up from a hangover with a splitting headache.Subconsciously, she drew her hand and massaged her temples, only to find out, Huh?It can't be pulled, what's going on, the leader turned his head, his face was covered with black lines, that bastard Yang Xiaocong fell asleep holding her wrist tightly, and couldn't break it no matter how hard he tried.

Dongfang Hierarch has never been a good-tempered person, since he couldn't break it apart, then... the Hierarch twisted out the embroidery needle from his waist as if by magic, inserted it into Yang Xiaocong's hand a few times miraculously, and then, Remember the flying kick, Yang Xiaocong was kicked to the ground like this.

"Ah." Yang Xiaocong woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes in a daze.The leader leaned back on the bed, frowned, and said coldly: "Why am I here?"

What the hell, why are you here? Didn’t you want to drink by yourself? It’s fine if I accompany you, and it’s fine if you get kissed. thing?

"The leader forgot? You asked your subordinates to drink yesterday, and the subordinates saw that you were drunk, so they let you sleep." Well, I will bear it if you are under the eaves!

Dongfang raised his eyebrows, "Oh? What about the hand? You pulled it all night."

Yang Xiaocong concluded, what should I do, I couldn't help it last night, who knows when I grabbed it.Forget it, the leader is drunk anyway, so he probably doesn't remember what happened yesterday, "Hehe, this, leader, it was actually after you got drunk last night that you insisted on holding my hand and not letting me go, then I I can only sleep next to it, and I don’t know why it’s the other way around.”

"Really?" The leader was puzzled, would he grab his hand?Could it be that there is another... a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xiaocong nodded like he was pounding garlic, as sincere as he could be.

Dongfang sighed secretly, except for his face, he really didn't look the same, but this seems to be not bad.

Yang Xiaocong breathed a sigh of relief, is this considered a pass?From time to time, his dripping eyes glanced at the teacher's lips, which were bright red and charming.

"What's wrong with your mouth?" The leader saw something wrong with Yang Xiaocong's eyes, and when he looked over, he found a thin layer of scab on her lip.

Cough, Yang Xiaocong was choked by the air, I was thinking about that kiss just now, now it's time to ask, how should I reply?I can't say that I was kissed by you, but I was bitten by you.She was afraid that if she said that, she would not be able to see the sun tomorrow, no, it should be that she would not be able to see the sunset today.

"I was drunk yesterday and accidentally knocked on the side of the bed."

"Really?" The leader was suspicious, the wound didn't look like being knocked, but rather like being, bitten, bitten? "Heh." It's really embarrassing to drink until you bite your own lip, no wonder you don't tell the truth.

If Yang Xiaocong knew that the leader thought of her so much, she would tell the truth even if she died. Her image would be ruined in the eyes of the leader.

The author has something to say: Well, Xiao Cong has finally made up his mind to pursue the leader, and I am so worried to death, huh.

☆, go out

Knowing what he wanted, Yang Xiaocong decided to go shopping and buy some small things, but the leader is not an ordinary woman, what would she like?

Yang Xiaocong, who was thinking about it, didn't notice at all that there was a beautifully dressed woman standing on the road leading to the gate, oh no, it should be said that she was an old mother with powder on her face and still charming charm.

Approaching, Yang Xiaocong sneezed unconsciously, and the strong smell of powder made her feel uncomfortable.When he came back to his senses, Yang Xiaocong suddenly remembered that yesterday's vacation seemed to be used up, so how would he go out today?

Yang Xiaocong concealed his panic and stood still in front of the old mother.

……

After a lot of rhetoric and twists and turns, Yang Xiaocong was finally allowed to go out, but the premise was that the monthly fee would be halved, and he would be responsible for chopping firewood and boiling water for one month. When the sisters needed him, he would be there on call. When he is in a temper, he will be a dead ghost!

After signing this cruel and inhumane contract, Yang Xiaocong wanted to cry, for the sake of the leader, she lost a lot of money.Trying to maintain a serious expression, Yang Xiaocong walked towards the gate like a martyr.When going out, I still don't forget to take out the mask from my arms and put it on.

Teahouse, an inconspicuous corner.The young master wearing a silver mask drank by himself, seemingly carelessly, but he listened to all kinds of things.

"Have you heard? Master Yue is going to hold a martial arts conference."

"I knew it earlier, there is still one month left? People from all walks of life are rushing towards Huashan."

"Hey, you don't know, I heard that this time Yue Buqun