Chapter 2

"Hmmm......"

Shuoling's body is scalding. He is holding Yang Zijin in his arms and breathing fast. He will not let go even if he is killed.

Plus he has Kung Fu in the body, Yang Zijin can't escape at all, only let shuoling get it.

Shuoling turns back to the room with Yang Zijin in his arms and kicks the door tightly with a bang.

Yang Zijin wants to cry without tears. She has gone through the past 16 years. She used to have a good time. Why do you play such a joke with her now!?

Shuoling can't wait to throw Yang Zijin on the bed, then bully him

"Wait!" Yang Zijin's eyes were tearful. "Hou ye, calm down. I'm the son of the innkeeper of Chunfeng Shili. I was born with muddy things. How can I spend a good night with you? You'd better calm down. I'll call a doctor at once to make sure that you're careful and won't let out a cent! "

Shuoling squints, man?

Yeah?

He looked at Yang Zijin's Willow eyebrows and black eyes, delicate skin, small cherry mouth, small face with big palm, plus her delicate and thin posture, and a thin one can only be described by weak willow Fufeng. It is clear that she is a woman!

But

Shuoling tries to maintain the Qingming in her mind. She presses Yang Zijin's hands on her head, and probes into Yang Zijin's clothes directly

"Men? Well? " Shuoling chuckled, "you dare to cheat me."

"I'll go to you!" Yangzijin a burst drink, forehead a lift, suddenly kowtow in shuoling's forehead, will he kowtow to release the force.

Only Yang Zijin himself is full of stars.

Yang Zijin breathes a long sigh of relief. This man, relying on himself as the Marquis, has come here in the spring wind for ten li. Anyway, they can't be aroused.

But how dare you be so blatant with her??

If it wasn't for the people who were afraid of being affected by the nine tribes in Zhulian, she would have died directly!!

That's not the end of hate!

When Yang Zijin gasped, shuoling moved again, "how dare you..."

"Are you still awake?" Yang Zijin is shocked and pale. He gets up and grabs the wooden stool beside the table and smashes it on the back of his head

Really dead?

Yang Zijin is flustered. He turns shuoling over and probes his nose carefully.

Fortunately, I'm still alive.

"It's all right. I'm dead to know who let you go." Yang Zijin bit his lower lip, thought about it and thought about it. He just untied the rope on the curtain and bound shuoling.

One does not do two endlessly, first binds the person, oneself first runs the road to say!

……

Lu'an rushes all the way to Shi Weiming's other hospital.

Shi Weiming is a frequent visitor in spring, but he never asks the girl to accompany him. Every time he goes back, he only drinks and enjoys with Yang Zijin, and the relationship is good.

"Shigongzi, it's difficult in the spring breeze. I hope you can help us!" Lu'an kneels outside and bangs his head.

Not long ago, the gentle and graceful young man came out. He was not surprised to see Lu'an with blue nose and swollen face, but asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's Marquis Shuo! Shuo Hou Ye appeared in the guest room of spring breeze for some reason. He shouted to fight and kill when he woke up! Please help us

There are other backers in Chunfeng Shili, but those officials certainly dare not control shuoling. The only one that may interfere is Shi Weiming, who is mysterious!

Shi Weiming raised his hand slightly, motioned for Lu'an to get up, and asked, "how is Zijin?"

Lu'an didn't know that Yang Zijin was actually a daughter, and didn't see her being belittled by Shuo Ling, so he didn't even think of going up there. "Our little boy has always been intelligent, and should be OK for the time being, but who knows Shuo's temperament? I'm afraid we'll be late, but we can't help it! "

Shi Weiming frowned. "You go back and look at it first. I'm willing to help, but I can't. I have to plan something to find someone with high status."

"Yes! Yes yes! Please hurry up! "

Seeing hope, Lu'an is busy running away again.

It's Shi Weiming. With a smile on his lips, he looks worried.

Spring wind is ten li.

Yang Zijin arranges his clothes and rushes out of the door, thinking that he can't rest assured. He'd better make another pot of Mongolian sweat medicine to get enough time for everyone.

At this time, Yang's mother was also saved by everyone pinching people. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Zijin's concerned eyes. She immediately grabbed her hand and cried loudly, "child, you, you..."

"Mom, I'm fine." Yang Zijin helped her up and looked at all the people: "if we go on like this, we can't escape a word of death. I've laid down the Shuo marquis. We'll wake up in a short time. If we don't help, people in the marquis will also come. Everyone hurry back to clean up the soft, five blessings, go to buy a car and more horses!"

"Yes, I will go now!"

"Young master, let's not be beheaded, shall we?" The flowers in the spring wind are big and exquisite.