Chapter 852： biubiu! Sorry, killed the wrong person! 20

Xia Liang took Shang Guanhong and returned to the villa safely, without alarming anyone.

Back in the room, Xia Liang lowered Shangguan Hong, looked at him, and couldn't help asking a little anxiously.

"Would you like to change back now? When you return to Beijing, you will be reduced to become a maid. Tomorrow, it will be chaotic. If you ca n’t use your skills, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you.

"It's okay," Shang Guanhong resumed seriousness, thought for a while, and agreed.

Anyway, the fake ‘Shangguanhong’ already thinks he ’s dead, and he ’s also killed those eyeliners. Tomorrow will be replaced with another face, which will not cause people to doubt.

After showing his bone-shrinking skills, Shang Guanhong changed back again a moment later, and the original broad clothes became suitable again.

Xia Liang watched the back and forth changes of this shirt, and thoughtfully, then he said,

"It's really interesting. If you wear maid clothes later, before you transform, you must remember to take off your clothes first. Otherwise, your clothes must be broken by you. I don't have that much Change your clothes. "

"I understand." Shang Guanhong stood up, hugged her directly, walked to the bed, put her down, and pressed herself up, while taking off her shirt for her, he said,

"Cool beauties, they must want to make me naked every day, so I will say something like this, rest assured, I will satisfy you in the future."

"Don't make trouble. This is outside, don't make any noise." Xia Liang grabbed his hand and said softly.

"Relax, I don't want to come here, I just take off the night clothes for you."

Shang Guanhong lowered his head and kissed her, but the movements on his hands were non-stop. The extremely skilled movements brought her coat down.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Liang was sighed again, when the man said ‘I do n’t want to come,’ do n’t believe it, really.

What ’s more, ‘I ’m a puppet, I ’m not going in’, it ’s also a big crap, I ca n’t believe it at all, I ca n’t believe it! !!

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The second day.

Shangguanhong wanted to get up and leave before the day was up, but Xia Liang stopped him.

"You have a face, but it's new, and no one else has seen it. For a while, it's hard to explain your history. Don't go out, just stay in my room. When I go out, there will be appreciation At the conference, when there are more people, you will come out again. "

"Baby, it's not new." Shang Guanhong kissed her, said with a smile.

"This is my other identity. Rest assured. After I go out, I know it myself, and no one will doubt it."

Xia Liang was at ease, hugged him, kissed him, and said, "Be careful."

"You too, protect Mo Zuo as that old guy, but don't try your best, but protect yourself, understand?" Shang Guanhong was also reassured.

"Understand." Xia Liang felt that the situation between the two of them was a little funny, as if parting from life and death, nothing had happened.

After ensuring that Shangguan Honganran departed, Xia Liang closed the door and, just after packing, he heard the voice of Wang Feng outside--

"You, light smoke girl, are you up? Our host asked."

"Um." Xia Liang responded, opened the door, and nodded at the Wang Feng.

I came to the courtyard again yesterday, but this time, I didn't get started. Because Master Mo Zuo stood with his back to his back, was standing in the courtyard, heard the movement, turned around, looked at Xia Liang, smiled at her.

"Wang steward, you step back and prepare breakfast." Master Mo Zuo said at Wang Feng.

"Yes." The steward Wang replied respectfully and stepped back.

"Little smoke girl, last night, a small ruined temple five miles away, the fire was soaring to the sky, could you explain it to the old man?" Master Mo Zuo came over, stopped in front of Xia Liang, and asked.

"I cleaned up some small miscellaneous fish that broke the idea. I didn't want to alarm the master, so I didn't inform it in advance." Xia Liang stepped back, opened a little distance from him, and replied coldly.

"Haha ... small miscellaneous fish?" Mo Zuo shook the corners of his mouth and said with a full meaning. "Light smoke girl, she really has the courage and ability, so many people in the night shadow, also said it is a small miscellaneous fish."

There are some surprises in Xia Liang's heart. This ink work knows a lot, and some of them are unexpected.

Why would he know that he cleaned up Yeying people? !!

Xia Liang can't believe it. The night shadow organization headed by Shangguan Hong will be so bad that everything can be discovered by others.

"Master, when yesterday's game, Qingyan seemed to have made a mistake. Do you remember ..."

Next, Xia Liang pretended to casually mention the scene of the two men playing chess with him, but found out that this ink work could not even be said at all!

Instead, they are fooling themselves in an ambiguous attempt to shift the subject.

This ink work is fake! !! !!

Xia Liang immediately came to this conclusion, seriously, but without any trace, he was facing the ink in front of him.

But after looking at it, Xia Liang didn't see the difference between him and the old man who pretended to be yesterday.

Or because I'm not familiar with it.

This is a fake in front of me, but what is it? !!

Or is it dead? !!

Just now, the man specifically mentioned the small broken temple to her, stating that he knew what he had done last night.

That person should be the fake shangguanhong side.

At this moment, Xia Liang's mind turned a lot of thoughts.

However, because of her facial paralysis, judging by her look, she could not see the huge fluctuations in her heart at all.

Xia Liang didn't take any action. Now, she wants to wait and see how it changes, and what she wants to do with this fake ink work.

After the breakfast has been served with this fake ink, and the time is almost up, the appreciation meeting will be held as scheduled by him.

All the distinguished guests were invited to a hall.

In the middle of this hall, there is a round table with a thing on it, covered with a red cloth.

Outside the round table, there were a few strong men standing with their hands on their backs, facing everyone, guarding what was on the table.

Xia Liang followed behind Fake Mo Zuo, came to the lobby, and glanced at him, and saw Shang Guanhong hidden in the crowd, and wanted to tell him whether the identity of this Mo was true or false.

However, due to the identity and the people around them, it is difficult to operate, and had to give up.

Fake Mozuo walked to the front of the round table and smiled. The fake fake began to talk about the scene and stated that in order to see the effect, the door of the room was closed to create a closed room.

Xia Liang looked at the closed door, and could not help expressing a hint of worry.

She tilted her head and looked at the fake ink works beside her, but she saw the flash of malice and murder in his eyes.