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Wang Qianyi leaned against Lian Cheng.

His eyes were blurred, his lips were pursed, and he made a strange snoring sound, and he rubbed against Lian Cheng's chest. The pair of slender and beautiful legs under the louver skirt were tightly closed, rubbing gently, making a rustling sound.

Lian Cheng suddenly felt his blood pressure rising rapidly!

This style is not right! It is obviously a mythological action movie, but why did it suddenly become... into a love action rmvb?

"Stay away from me."

The black-robed master cleared his throat and pushed the clingy cat away.

Han Fei was stunned. She seemed to hear the sound of heartbreak. But she didn't know who was heartbreaking.

Then the kitten, which had sucked a big mouthful of catnip, began to rub and grab Lian Cheng's body. Lian Cheng pushed it away again, and then she leaned over and pressed it tighter, squinted her eyes and made a pleasant purr.

Cat skin plaster.

Lian Cheng was exhausted. He pushed him a few times and could not push him any more, allowing Wang Qianyi to hold him like a sloth. He took a few deep breaths, trying to keep himself awake.

But when he saw Wang Qianyi spit out her pink tongue and her movements broke through another limit level, he could no longer calm down.

A quick way to create wisdom.

Lian Cheng picked up a small can of catnip with the hilt of the sword. He gritted his teeth and said sorry inwardly. He opened the lid and poured all the can of catnip on Wang Qianyi. He looked at the brand, which was an enhanced version imported from abroad.

More, bigger, more satisfying!

Smelling this, Wang Qianyi immediately showed a cat-like man-like smile, her eyes were out of focus, and she slammed her head on Liancheng's pectoral muscle, collapsed into a ball of cotton.

Expert!

Liu Laosan hugged his knees and gave a thumbs up in his heart. He took this monster-like crazy tigress and was extremely obedient. This method was definitely not something ordinary people had.

The love saint among the murderers, the love saint...

Thinking of this, Liu Laosan realized that he had not figured out Lian Cheng's identity at all. Some of the pictures just now were clearly seen, while others did not. The two were mixed together, but they made him curious and afraid.

He could see clearly that Lian Cheng had only a scabbard but no sword body in his hand.

The Santana police car with a slightly V-shaped deformation was shocking, especially the rear end of the car seemed to be rear-ended by an 8-wheel "too pulling". Whether it was an old traffic policeman or someone else, it would never be possible to believe that this was being chopped out by someone.

Liu Laosan has the occult and metaphysical worship of most middle-aged people. He believes in things like Zhou Yi, Feng Shui or monks, and reincarnation. The more mysterious it is, the less he knows, the more attractive it is to believe that the mysterious appearance is.

"Master, I, Liu Laosan, want to get a chance with you!" Liu Laosan stood up with difficulty with the wall.

Lian Cheng glanced at Liu Laosan.

He did want to say something pretentious about "you and I don't have a chance" but the nerve-wracking girl on her body really destroyed her aura. He thought for a moment and said, "I didn't call the police, and you didn't call the police either."

Liancheng pointed at the police car.

"The car was damaged naturally. Nothing happened in the flower shop. You didn't see it, and I didn't see it."

Whether it was Liu Laosan or the jade-selling gangster, nodding his head desperately whenever his neck could move, and echoed: "That's right, we didn't see anything!"

Liu Laosan said attentively: "I will pull the car to the scrap yard and break it--"

"No!!" A scream came from the broken car window.

Han Fei carefully poked her head out and showed an ugly embarrassing smile at the people present. "Dear heroes, let's forget what happened today?"

"That's right, forget it."

"Who is with us? Is it right..."

"Let's go..."

If these people hadn't had colorful faces and screaming in pain, Lian Cheng would have thought they were very affectionate. From a gangster to a good brother's farewell meeting, there was only one more person-

That's Liancheng.

A guy who is terrifying in terms of force.

Liu Laosan took out a business card from his briefcase, presented it with both hands, and said, "I don't ask you to tell me about your identity. I just hope that you can make this call when you need me. Everyone on the way knows that I, Liu Laosan, are people. You will help me with what you have done today. I will help you with the trouble in the future!"

Liu Laosan blamed Wang Qianyi and Han Fei for breaking in in a police car.

He just found the box that the gangsters threw down in panic on the ground. It was true that these gangsters had jade in their hands, it was just a little money Hetian jade. It was not the priceless piece of goods they wanted. The things the boss wanted were not here.

If I buy it in a daze, even if I don’t spend a lot of money, I will lose my face when I go back to pay the job.

In this way, Wang Qianyi helped him. Lian Cheng saved him from the crazy woman Wang Qianyi, which was reasonable and felt that he owed a favor.

Moreover, Liu Laosan was so happy that he owed Liancheng the favor.

Han Fei held her chest with her hands and shrank her neck, as if a little ostrich was standing next to Liancheng, and whispered: "When you go back, Butler Wang will definitely scold me to death."

Liu Laosan has very sensitive ears.

When he heard the word "Butler", he understood it. It turned out that these were the two young ladies, so it would be even worse to offend. Judging from his face and clothes, he could tell that Wang Qianyi and Han Fei were either rich or noble.

"Goodbye!" Liu Laosan limped away from the flower shop with the help of his younger brother.

Liancheng watched the curly middle-aged man leave.

"It's time to get out," he said to the octopus pendant on his chest.

Han Fei glanced at Wang Qianyi with a little enviousness.

"Hmm... um?" Wang Qianyi seemed to gradually regain her normal consciousness. When she looked up, she saw a very hateful face that should not have appeared.

Miss Wang pretended to be calm and naturally let go of her hands and feet. Her whole body was sore and soft, and she leaned against Han Fei.

Her face was flushed because she had been rubbing on Liancheng's chest, her clothes were a little messy, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Liancheng's chest was rubbed with some traces of lipstick and foundation.

"I will tell my mother when I go back, you secretly follow me! Is there any teacher ethics?" Miss Wang complained first, and angrily scolded: "Wait for being fired, don't you know how to write novels? What's so great? If my mother didn't like to read it, you could..."

She realized that something she shouldn't have been said.

Liancheng suddenly realized.

No wonder I was able to get this job, it turned out to be a female fan!

Is the Hot Sauce Goddess my fan?

Wang Qianyi stared at her eyes, her face full of hostility, but the blush on her cheeks and expression were not very harmonious.

Lian Cheng raised his watch and said, "There are 30 minutes left to finish class."

Hearing this, Wang Qianyi's face turned green.

Han Fei was pricking her ears and eavesdropping. She looked at Lian Cheng, but she didn't expect that this man with explosive force was still a modern scholar who was dancing with his pen.

Both civil and military, with a sword and a courageous heart.

What an excellent monkey-born goal!

Han Fei was giggling, and she suddenly remembered something: "Xiaoyi, where did you buy the tail you wore when you were crazy?"

Lian Cheng covered his forehead.

This silly girl...

Wang Qianyi was licking the back of her hand unconsciously and rubbing water on her face. When she heard Han Fei ask this, her face turned green and black, and her eyes turned to Liancheng. The scabbard on her waist still made her feel scared.
Chapter completed!