Chapter 540

"Yan San..." looking at the person in front of him incredulously, Ling Qingyu's lips trembled.

Holding her hand on the boat, Yan San jumped into the boat, pulled Ling Qingyu and kissed him.

Although after so many years, the kiss was still so warm that she sank down for a moment. Then she heard Zhao Yinfeng's voice roaring, "who gave me the armor!" When he came to his senses, he saw more and more heads popping out of the water in the corner of his eyes.

Yang Zhao, Meng Su, he Li and Zhao Yinfeng were all wearing armor. Zhao Yinfeng was unusually tall, and his body was full of armor specially worn by Ling Qingyu. After popping in the water for a few times, he sank. Ye Xi, who was next to him, pulled him up, swam to the side of the boat, smiled brightly at Ling Qingyu, and called, "sister ~"

"Eleven..." with a soft voice, Ling Qingyu's voice has not yet fallen. Ye Xi has already supported the boat Xuan to jump onto the boat, and conveniently brought Zhao Yinfeng up, while the boat Xuan has put several hands on it.

"Zhao..." "Meng su..." "he li..."

One hug, so close, as if so many years of separation did not exist.

When Su muying nine helped Cheng Jia on board, Ling Qingyu's tears couldn't stop falling.

"Night spirit!" Shadow thirteen screamed in the water, and a piece of red blood floated on the water. Yan Qi, who was near them, stretched his hand, picked up the man with shadow thirteen and put him on the boat.

Yelu's chest was still bleeding and his face was pale, but he grinned at Ling Qingyu, who looked terrified.

Bai Ze's wish is to let them come back with her?!

There was no time to think about it. Seeing that everyone was already on board, Ling Qingyu pulled the boat's engine and drove the boat straight to his villa on the edge of Taihu Lake.

Small boats are different from any kind of boats they have seen, especially the one that makes a clattering sound and makes the boat without sails move forward at a very fast speed.

Looking at the wine bottle and glass on the boat table, the eyes of a group of people stared at her again.

"Ha ha..." Ling Qingyu Shan smiled twice, turned his head, and didn't connect a look.

"Spirits." Cheng Jia picked up the bottle and smelled it, saying.

"Two more?" Yan San glanced and said.

"More than that." Yan Qi took out two empty bottles from under the table.

"No wonder you'll die drunk." Ye Xi concluded.

Say less and you'll die! Lingqingyu's face didn't feel red and said, "where is drunk to death, just fall into the lake."

The boat with the motor fully open was very fast. Ling Qingyu skillfully leaned the boat against the dock of his villa, then jumped onto the dock and turned around and said, "go home first."

After looking at the bleeding wound on Yelu, who was held by Ye Xi, Ling Qingyu hurried to his villa.

He pushed open the glass door facing the lake, took off his shoes and turned on the light. The geothermal heat in the villa was still on. The room was very warm. Ling Qingyu ran upstairs and turned on all the lights while running. Suddenly, the isolated villa on the side of Taihu Lake lit up bright lights.

On the second floor, she found the medical chest from the bedroom. Ling Qingyu picked it up and hurried downstairs. Seeing that they were all standing at the door, she said, "Why are you Leng? Come in, come on, put Ye soul on the sofa."

Seeing that she was barefoot, the men took off their boots and walked on the warm wooden floor, looking around with an incredible expression.

Open the medical chest, Ling Qingyu looked at the wound of Yelu. The wound on his chest was still bleeding. He thought it was her who came back, so he followed him. The memorial platform could not cure his wound in the future.

"Yan San, come on, this is alcohol, this is bandage, this is Baiyao, there is no golden sore medicine over there." Ling Qingyu handed the medical chest to Yan San, picked up the phone beside the sofa and dialed it.

"Shit, Huadong! Stop sleeping and answer the phone!" Hearing the beep on the phone, Ling Qingyu talked to herself anxiously. After looking at Ye soul, who was pale but still smiling, she was even more anxious and dialed again.

"Ling Qingyu! You want to die! Look at the time!" The voice of Hua Hua's anger came from the phone, but it made lingqingyu happy.

"Hua Dong, find your cousin and bring the guy to my house on the side of Taihu Lake. I'll give you half an hour. We'll break up with each other in less than half an hour!" Ling Qingyu also shouted loudly.

"What happened to you? Why are you looking for my cousin?" Hua Dong seemed to be sober and asked.

"Yes, yes, I can't figure it out. I cut a hole in my body. Now I'm bleeding to death. If you don't come over again, just wait to collect my body!" Ling Qingyu said hurriedly. Then he smiled at the twelve knife like lines of sight and made a reassuring gesture.

"You idiot, pig head! As for you? For a scum man? I tell you, if you die, I will never forgive you, and I will curse you with a villain!" Hua Dong cursed.

"If you wait any longer, I'll really die." Looking at Yan San's simple bandage for ye soul, Ling Qingyu sighed.

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"Wait for me. I'll be there in fifteen minutes. I'll carry you even if you die." Hua Dong said, and the phone hung up.

The men sat or stood with their eyes on her and stood up. Ling Qingyu bowed down and saluted in western style, saying, "well, welcome to my world."

The smile opened on the men's faces. Yang Zhao, who was closest to her, hugged her and prepared to kiss her, but Zhao Yinfeng pulled her over.

"Wait! Wait!" Ling Qingyu, stunned by several people, shouted, "first change your clothes, take a bath, and then let's sit down and have a good chat."

"You change it first." Yang Zhao touched her wet sweater.

"I'm all right," touching Yang Zhao's armor, Ling Qingyu's eyes turned red, pulled Yang Zhao's hand and said, "come!" He said to He Li and Meng Su, "you three go to the master bedroom upstairs together." Then he said to Cheng Jia and Zhao Yin, "come with me, too."

With a few people hugging, Ling Qingyu pushed open the door of his master bedroom and said to several people after entering the bathroom, "take a shower and change clothes first. You see, this is hot water and cold water. Just put it in this position. The hot water comes automatically. Forget it, I open it and don't close it." After adjusting the water temperature and turning on the tap, Ling Qingyu took Zhao Yinfeng and Cheng Jia to the next second bedroom and turned on the tap to let them wash by themselves.

"Yan Qi, Su mu, thirteen, nine, come up." After settling these, Ling Qingyu shouted down the stairs on the second floor. When the four came up, they took them to the other two second bedrooms and opened the water.

Let them take off their clothes by themselves, Ling Qingyu went up to the third floor and came out with a large stack of bath towels from the wardrobe. Fortunately, in this villa, she often held cocktail parties and placed a large number of washing utensils.

"I'll come." Ye Xi took her towel, which was almost over her head, and then asked, "what else do you want to take?"

"Eleven," Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously raised her hand to touch his beautiful face.

"Yes." Ye Xi smiled faintly, and his eyes were full of happiness.

With tears in his eyes, he reached out and hugged his waist, stroking his wet red clothes with his fingers

"My God! I have to find clothes for you!" Ling Qingyu, who came back to his senses, cried, wiped his tears, and took Ye Xi to send the bath towel into each room first, and then ran up to see if there were any men's clothes left before.

After rummaging through the sundry room, I found a dozen T-shirts and trousers left from the original activities, which had not been unpacked. After thinking about it, the men downstairs were all tall types, and there was a super tall Zhao Yinfeng. Ling Qingyu stroked his forehead, and then unpacked the clothes and walked down.

"Zhao, divide it." Ling Qingyu put the clothes on Yang Zhao's hand just out of the bathroom, and was ready to go downstairs to see Yelu, but Yang Zhao held his hand.

"You rush down first and change your clothes." Yang Zhao had a bath towel around his waist and looked at her with some tension.

"I'm not in a hurry," Ling Qingyu said with a smile. Seeing Yang Zhao's face sinking, he said, "wait a minute, my friends will come. If I see you all wearing those clothes, I... Can't explain. Zhao, we're not as good here as there. Don't worry, colds are easy to cure here."

Seeing that his face was still worried, Ling Qingyu raised his foot and touched his lips, saying, "I know my discretion. Don't worry, this is my territory."

Yang Zhao loosened his hand, and Ling Qingyu hurried downstairs, ran to Yan San, looked anxiously, and asked, "how?"

"A little deep." Yan San frowned slightly.

"Master..." Yelu looked at Ling Qingyu with a smile on his face and called softly.

"Don't be afraid, soul, a good doctor will come later." Ling Qingyu held his hand and said.

"Flower movement?" Yan San looked at her and asked, he had heard the name, after that drunkenness.

"Well, my best friend, ah, is my good friend." Ling Qingyu giggled and said. Every time I make a mistake when drunk, I'm afraid I'm talking about the bad friend Hua Dong. When Yan Sanyan and Yan Qi hear the name, their faces look like Oh, it turns out that this person really exists.

"Qingyu..." Yan San hugged her neck and kissed her deeply, with deep thoughts and love.

A burst of emergency braking sounded in the front yard, bringing a sad echo in the silent night.

Lying obliquely on the sofa, Yelu grabbed the short sword he had brought with him and was ready to get up.

"Wait." Ling Qingyu pressed his hand, released Yan San, and then said to the men who rushed out of the second floor, "it's okay, my friend is here, go back and get dressed!"

"Yan San, you also go up and change your clothes first." As he got up, he said to Yan San, and Ling Qingyu quickly walked to the front door.

"Ling Qingyu! Are you dead? Open the door before you die, or I'll smash the glass!" Before she reached the door, there was a knock on the door.

"Coming!" Ling Qingyu hurried forward and opened the gate to welcome Hua Dong and the flowers in the sleepy eyes.

Hua Dong grabbed her and looked up and down, saying, "you're not hurt! Are you kidding me?"

"Huahua, come on, come on." Ling Qingyu threw away her hand, grabbed the arm of Hua Zhonghua and dragged it to the sofa.