Fang Yuxiang's voice became even more charming and touching: "It's so late at night, and there is such a strong wind outside, anyway, I don't want to or dare to go out of this room."
"Since you don't want to or dare to go out of this room, then I'll go out." Lu Yang really got up from the bed and walked out of the room without looking back.
Hearing a "clap" sound from behind, the wide and strong bed actually collapsed.
Lu Yang laughed loudly.
Then he heard Fang Yuxiang's curse.
Lu Yang smiled more happily: "You won't let me sleep well, of course I won't let you sleep well."
Lu Yang is not a sage, but a man.
It is a man, who should have done what men should do in this situation.
But Lu Yang is fortunately Lu Yang, the unique Lu Yang, no one knows what he is thinking.
Who can think, this night, he stayed in a comfortable room without sleeping, and he was not accompanied by enchanting beauties, where would he sleep?
He slept on the roof. Just lie down on the house.
So, when he woke up the next day, his people were almost like dried chickens and ducks.
It seems that sometimes a person should still be more affectionate, and that day will be much more comfortable.
At least, you don't need to sleep on the roof all night to blow a hair, but accompany the beauty, and a normal man and beauty can do many things.
Lu Yang sighed, and it took a lot of effort to fully move his hands and feet.
Fortunately, Fang Yuxiang couldn't sleep on a crushed bed, and no one would have thought of going to the roof to find him out.
Therefore, that grievance can only be put on his clothes.
When Lu Yang wanted to wear an extra dress, he found that all his clothes had been cut into pieces!
There was only one long gown left, which was considered complete, but it was also written in a few lines: "Lu Yang, you are really less courageous than a little chicken. Why don't you change your name to Lu Xiaoji."
Lu Yang laughed: "Even if I am really a chicken, I am definitely not a chicken."
He touched his dry face: "At least, I should be a wind chicken."
The taste of Fengji is really great. In addition to Fengji, there is also a dish of bacon, a dish of scrambled eggs, and a dish of pickled cucumbers soaked in good soy sauce.
Lu Yang drank four bowls of fragrant and hot japonica rice porridge before putting down his chopsticks.
Now, although there is still some soreness in his body, he is quite happy in his heart.
However, his happiness will not last long.
This is the case every time. When he is in a good mood, things often happen.
While he was happily thinking about serving the fifth bowl of porridge, suddenly someone sent a letter in from outside.
The letter paper is very particular, and the words are very breathable: "Did the Sao Fox leave? I dare not find you, dare you come to me? Dare to come, you are the tortoise grandson."
The one who sent the letter to Lu Yang was the guy in the shop, and the tone of this letter was like that of Aunt Dingxiang.
Is she still alive?
auzw.com "This girl, is the girl Ding who came with you yesterday." The guy said.
She was really not dead.
Lu Yang seemed to have completely forgotten the soreness on his body, as if a movie fan saw the gongs and drums outside.
He jumped up suddenly: "Where is she? You take me quickly, not the grandson of the turtle grandson."
The door is open. As soon as I opened the door, I smelled a scent more fragrant than sweet-scented osmanthus.
But there is no sweet-scented osmanthus in the room, but a person is lying on the bed.
Of course, it was not the first time that Lu Yang smelled this kind of scent.
Aunt Dingxiang is indeed so fragrant, the fragrance is charming, the fragrance is strange.
The sunlight shone on that window, making the room so quiet and full of joy.
Aunt Ding Xiang is now lying on a large and soft bed, and her body is covered with a new quilt for mandarin ducks playing in the water.
The bright red quilt, the emerald green mandarin ducks, reflected her blushing face, and her hair was so dark and shiny, it was obviously just modified specially.
The scholar is the one who knows the dead, and the woman is the happy one.
And she was just waiting for his arrival.
Naturally, she would definitely have to modify it first, so that she can meet him in her best state.
A warm and comfortable feeling suddenly appeared in Lu Yang's heart.
But Lu Yang deliberately said with a face on the floor: "What did you find me for> Do you want to return fifty thousand taels of silver to me?"
Aunt Dingxiang also deliberately closed her eyes and ignored him.
Lu Yang sneered coldly: "If a person really has 300,000 taels of gold, what can he do with that 50,000 taels of silver?"
Aunt Dingxiang still ignored him, but suddenly there were two rows of teardrops rolling down her closed eyes.
The teardrops were so crystal clear, slowly flowing over her blushing cheeks, but they looked like dewdrops on rose petals.
Lu Yang's heart softened again, his heart was so soft.
He walked over slowly, ready to say some gentle words to her.
But he was not able to speak, because he suddenly felt very strange.
That is absolutely weird, because Aunt Dingxiang’s person seems to be shorter, and the bottom half of the quilt seems to be empty!
why? Is it?
Lu Yang didn't even dare to think about it, so he lifted up the quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.
After returning, his whole person seemed to sink into the cold water suddenly. The whole body is cold.
Aunt Dingxiang was still so fragrant, still so beautiful, still so plump, and so weak and slender.
However, her hands and feet suddenly disappeared.
The sunlight was still shining on the window, but the warm and bright sunlight was far more dazzling than a needle in Lu Yang's eyes. ..
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