My magic stick is going to heaven!

As for Wen Changlang, Shang Yanzhou really had more than enough energy, so he simply stood on the stairs, gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! Don't buckle!"

"Okay! It's done! There are a lot of ghosts outside to testify!"

After Wen Changlang finished speaking, he let go of his hand neatly. As soon as he was free, Shang Yanzhou slung his long legs up the stairs, away from Wen Changlang, then bent down slightly, and straightened his wrinkled army trousers , stood up at last, and said in a detached tone:

"Mr. Wen, I don't think my place is suitable for you, and I don't need a housekeeper. You can go back to my grandfather. In short, I won't keep you here!"

Wen Changlang's heart that had just been let go felt like a thousand catties when he heard Shang Yanzhou's words.He stared faintly at the person in front of him who was ruthlessly turning his head and walking up the stairs, grinning his teeth, and threw himself forward vigorously.

Unprepared Shang Yanzhou was thrown down by Wen Changlang.

"The contract has been signed and pledged! I don't even have money if I want to!"

"Get up!"

Shang Yanzhou kicked his long leg, and Wen Changlang's body deflected away flexibly. Shang Yanzhou took advantage of the situation to stand up, but in the end he was torn off by Wen Changlang's force.

Now the two changed positions, and Wen Changlang was at the bottom, with their feet clinging to Shang Yanzhou's waist, and they didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with this posture.

"you!"

"Do you think I look better than you, so you are jealous of me! You want to quit me!"

While talking, Wen Changlang tightened his thighs, and the two of them were tightly pressed together, but Wen Changlang didn't know it, and kept twisting.

Shang Yanzhou's face darkened completely:

"Let your feet loose!"

"I do not!"

"Let your feet loose!!"

"I do not!!!"

Shang Yanzhou was on the verge of collapse: "Wen Changlang, are you going to heaven! Let go!"

Shang Yanzhou never thought that he had received a good education since he was a child, was polite, and always claimed to be an elegant gentleman. One day, he would be forced to such an embarrassing situation.

Originally, because of Shang Yanzhou's stiffness, there was still a little gap between the two of them, but now Shang Yanzhou smashed the pot and let go of the hand he had been holding on, and the two of them were completely entangled.

The indescribable parts rubbed against each other, generating an electric current that stirred the whole body, Wen Changlang seemed to realize how ambiguous their posture at the moment was.

As if being shocked by an electric shock, Wen Changlang quickly withdrew his foot, pushed Shang Yanzhou away with his hand, and finally covered his chest with his hand, and said sternly:

"Master Wen, I also have a bottom line! Performing art is not selling oneself!"

Shang Yanzhou, who was beaten up, was laughed out of anger, and simply sat on the stairs with his legs bent, and put his hands on it domineeringly. For the first time, there was a coldness between his brows:

"Wen Changlang, you were the one who was the one that night. I don't care if I approached the Shang mansion or me for any reason, but please remember that my Shang Yanzhou, who can hold a pen, can also hold a pen." gun!"

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Wen Changlang felt trembling and guilty, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately refused to accept it:

"It's you, Master Wen, so what's the matter with me! Why don't I just kiss you! Master Wen won't let you kiss back! Huh! Besides, it's nothing if you know how to hold a gun. Master Wen, I can also use the Black and White Impermanence Hooking Soul Scythe! "

Knowing that this talk would lead to no results, Shang Yanzhou stood up from the stairs, looked down at him condescendingly, moved his feet, and said:

"Get out of the way, I'm going up."

Wen Changlang turned his head: "Go up, go up, kick whatever you want."