Chapter 394

The third name is ye Qingwu.

His body is as light as a flying swallow in the palm. He is known as Zhao Feiyan in the capital. He has a good face and figure. What's important is that he is known as the first talented woman in the capital. He is not only a false name, but also the Pearl of the Ye family. It's a pity that they are destined to be separated.

Yang Ping shook his head, shook off ye Qingwu's figure and looked down along the call record.

The fourth name, Mu Zihan.

Yang Ping's secret way should not be, Mu Zi Han gave birth to Xuan Xuan, not the young, and the body fragrance is not the smell on the pillow. He is very clear about the perfume brand used by Mu Zi Han, elegant and elegant.

Eh, why am I so familiar with Mu Zihan's fragrance?

Yang Ping continued to look down. The fifth name was actually a man, sun Wangyue. Two people immediately appeared in his mind... When he arrived, he was cold and scolded. He couldn't even think about it.

He looked down and found that except for the above few, all the other calls were before he was drunk.

Yang Ping has a headache. If Mu Zihan, Mingzhu and Ma Weiwei are not, what other women in Longcheng have to do with themselves? He looked for several, but he didn't see the top name.

Zhu Xi is definitely impossible. They should have finished their quarrel last night. Zhu Xi must hate him. It's almost impossible for them to go down. Thinking that he has been used, Yang Ping's anger is hard to calm.

Since it has nothing to do with Zhu Xi, will the Dragon God competition continue to participate?

This morning, I received a text message. The eighth round of the Dragon God competition began at 2 p.m. it is said to wait for an expert from the capital. This person's identity is very special and extremely powerful.

Yang Ping is not interested in the Dragon God competition, so he doesn't intend to continue to participate. Even if the final is related to Zhu Xi, Zhu Yan and Prince bell should have no problem resisting the attacks of others.

He returned to Yang's Hospital and continued to sleep.

The smell of the man in his dream last night remained on the bed. Yang Ping smelled it. It was very comfortable. The sheets were changed, but they were not thrown into the washing machine. Instead, they were folded and placed in the cabinet as a souvenir. He felt that if the dreamer really wanted to, he would appear again. Ancient women like to put a white handkerchief under their buttocks on the wedding night, and then a red plum appears on the handkerchief the next morning to show their innocent body. Of course, in modern society, not every child has red. Many women have broken their membranes before the first time because of strenuous exercise or other reasons.

Maybe the dreamer will come to the hospital again.

Yang Ping thought so, worrying about gain and loss.

Losing Zhu Xi is a very uncomfortable thing. At least Yang Ping is uncomfortable, especially when he is deceived. His anger almost stimulates the ominous power in his body. Fortunately, he suppresses it quickly and returns to normal, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

Outside came the roar of motorcycles.

Yang Ping made progress all over and said secretly that he couldn't be the dream man last night, could he?

He hurried to open the door and walked out of the hospital.

Zhen Ying is putting out her motorcycle. When she sees Yang Ping coming out, she smiles and says, "brother Yang, let me cheer you on."

Yang Ping looks strange and looks at Zhen Ying from top to bottom, left to right, face, figure and outstanding works of the creator. Is the person in the dream Zhen Ying? Zhen Ying blushed at Yang Ping and said angrily, "brother Yang, why are you looking at others like that."

Yang Ping smiled awkwardly and said, "come in."

Zhen Ying brought Yang Ping breakfast, put it on the table happily and shouted, "Lala, look, I bought a small steamed bun, which is delicious. Brother Yang, come and try it."

With doubts, Yang Ping sat at the table, smelling the smell of breakfast and said, "you still remember brother Yang."

Zhen Ying smiled and said, "of course, I'm the best to brother Yang." she turned her eyes and complained, "brother Yang, did you sleep in the hospital last night? Why don't you go back?"

Yang Ping stopped his chopsticks, thought of Zhu Xi and said with a bitter smile, "I won't go back in the future. I want to open the medical school, treat diseases and make some money. Maybe I will buy a house and get married in Longcheng in the future."

Zhen Ying looked at him suspiciously.

Yang Ping was embarrassed and said, "what's the matter?"

Zhen Ying shook her little head and frowned, "brother Yang, I think you are in a wrong state today. It seems that you have changed a lot."

Cluck!

Yang Ping was shocked. Could he have written the word "lovelorn" on his face and lie in a trough? It's too unpromising. Even Zhen Ying, who is worried about her emotional intelligence, can see that if she goes out, the whole street probably knows what's going on.

"Brother Yang, at two o'clock in the afternoon, I'll cheer you on." Zhen Ying said mysteriously, "in the eighth round of the Dragon God competition, a saint came from the capital. He may want to select disciples as a referee."

Yang Ping was surprised.

Saints do not appear casually. There are only a few saints in China. A real saint is not only exploring the barrier of saints, but also the emergence of a saint must be justified and have cause and effect. There are some who break through the realm of nine grades and reach another level. They can't be called saints. At most, they are Asian saints. But the conditions for the promotion of saints are very strict. Of course, if you can choose four saints without defeat like Mrs. Zhu, you can call them saints. Half of the Asian saints, opposite the saints, have no chance of winning.

Who are the saints in the capital?

"I won't go." although Yang Ping is curious, the Dragon God competition is boring. It's like watching a play all day. He used to be a soldier. He knew that the real fight was much more cruel than the competition in the challenge arena.

Martial arts training is not used to play monkeys, but to serve the people and the country.

"Brother Yang, I have nothing to do today. I'll make the bed for you." Zhen Ying sat next to her. She was very bored and had an idea. She got up and walked towards the room. Yang Ping had no time to stop, so she had to give up.

The sun shines into the hospital, bathed in golden light, shining, feeling the warmth of the morning, Yang Ping is in a much better mood.

"Brother Yang, what did you do last night?" Zhen Ying's voice came from the bed. Yang Ping suddenly woke up and thought of a possibility. His heart twitched. He secretly guessed that the person in his dream would not be Zhen Ying.

Early in the morning to deliver breakfast, but also help pack things.

Is Zhen Ying looking for the plum blossom?

Yang Ping got up and hurried into the room. She saw that Zhen Ying was busy and the sheet in the cabinet was just taken out. Although it was not opened, Zhen Ying's purpose was very clear. It was the sheet.

Zhen Ying saw Yang Ping come in and said with a smile, "brother Yang, your room is really messy."

Yang Ping quietly approached Zhen Ying, walked behind her, gently adhered to her delicate body, put her nose on her green silk, and smelled the fragrance of her hair. Zhen Yingjiao trembled and felt Yang Ping close, her pretty face flushed.

"Brother Yang... What are you doing?" Zhen Ying trembled.

A glimmer of disappointment flashed in Yang Ping's eyes. The smell of Zhen Ying's hair was not on the pillow. Although their tastes were very similar, they were of different types. He sighed in his heart that he couldn't find the person in his dream after all.

"What's the matter?"

Feeling the loss in Yang Ping's eyes, Zhen Ying asked curiously.

Yang Ping reluctantly smiled, pulled her out and said, "don't tidy up. I'm used to it. What are you going to do today?"

Zhen Ying did not doubt him and said, "the master told me to quit the Dragon God competition, and my senior brother has also quit. He said that this dragon god competition is different from the past. All the people in the candidate area are matchless wizards and have no hope of winning."

Yang Ping nodded. LI BA's candidate area expert is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"The master also said you." Zhen Ying smiled innocently.

Yang Ping was very interested in the evaluation of Zhen Ying's master and the first killer in China.

Zhen Ying said, "the master said that although you look ugly, you are worth relying on."

Bang Dang!

Yang Ping showed his resentful eyes and said with a smile, "what evaluation."

Also want to talk for a while, the mobile phone rang. Yang Ping saw that it was Liu Yu's. He was curious. At this time, it would not be to persuade him to participate in the competition. Hesitate and connect the channel: "housekeeper Liu, what can I do for you?"

Liu Yu said seriously, "madam wants to see you."