The small opening window was dressing up, Ye Yu, Mingkong looked at each other without saying a word, but unfortunately there was no tears.

Tomorrow, who was used to lying on the bed without moving, was able to "play with" himself. Looking at the nun's cold face, Ye Yu could be said to be yellow and vulgar in his mind. His malicious eyes kept roaming on his chest and lower body.

His skills were even better than before. Mingkong thought that he was not afraid of favor and disgrace, but now his anger arose in his heart. He clenched his fists tightly, and she wanted to send the ball to the Western Paradise immediately. Considering that he had been seen and touched by this bastard during his coma, what was it that he was looking at him in his clothes? Now he can't let him know that his skills have recovered, otherwise how would his plan be implemented? To comfort himself like this, Mingkong's small fist gradually loosened.

"Take it!" Mingkong broke the silence. She was cold and spoke coldly. She stretched out her little hand and was confident.

Ye Yu was confused. You owed me my medical fee and would be embarrassed to open your mouth for the second time?

"Armshawei!" The words are not about too much but about essence, Mingkong is such a person.

The world is not peaceful, Mingkong's dagger is both beautiful and practical, how could Ye Yu not carry it with him? He regards Mingkong as a forbidden body, let alone a dagger, two simple words - mine!

Ye Yu was very slutty and shook his dagger in front of Mingkong, "It's not okay to give it to you again. Did you pay me the medical fee first? One hundred thousand taels of silver, one hand, the other hand, the money is paid."

"I have no money!"

All the monks have empty all four elements. Although Mingkong's hair has not been shaved - she really can't shave her hair. If she ignores her eyebrows and eyelashes, wouldn't her whole body become a "bad place"? But she still has this enlightenment.

"You don't have money? This is not easy to deal with." Ye Yu nodded pretending, "How about this, this dagger will be saved first. When you raise enough money, you can come and get it."

Mingkong enjoys the world's worship, but he has never been so embarrassed by others? Her breasts are swelling rapidly. She was about to speak but was interrupted by Ye Yu.

"Money can make money. Why do you have to pay some interest if you drag me so much money? Seeing that we still have a little friendship, I won't ask for more. If you drag it for more than 20,000 taels a year, you will add more than 40,000 taels a year. In addition, I can't save this dagger for you in vain, you have to give some maintenance fees? Five thousand taels a year..."

"You are shameless!"

"You're hairless!"

In the past, Mingkong believed that all women were "white tigers", but after listening to Ye Yu's words, she realized that she was the other person. The synonym for alternative is that the minority obeys the majority. If one of the three women has little JJ, then she is absolutely abnormal. Mingkong pointed at Ye Yu so angry that he didn't know what to say. Ye Yu suddenly opened his body and saw clearly, but should I reveal my recovery of my skills?

With just a moment of hesitation, Mingkong fell into Ye Yu's hands.

"Tomorrow, I have hugged you, kissed you, seen you, touched you, how about you be my wife? If you agree, I will not ask you for money, otherwise I can only drive you away."

Although Ye Yu's arms were strong, Mingkong asked himself that this could not bind himself. He was not prepared for it. It was a great time to take his life, but...

He clenched his fists and then let go, and the nun remained silent.

"If you don't have martial arts skills, it's very dangerous for you to walk around the world. If you are robbed by a bandit and become a wife of a village, you will be able to vent your animal desires every day, and you will not be able to cry at that time."

Ye Yu was threatening, but unfortunately he was not responsible for the matter, Mingkong still said nothing.

"Are you afraid that Piaomiaofeng will know about your loss of chastity?" Seeing Mingkong letting him hold him, neither struggling nor speaking, Ye Yu expanded himself, "Don't worry, even if you become my woman, I still have a way to keep the chastity sand on your arms from the chastisement sand on your arms openly, and to build a plank road and secretly cross Chencang. You and I don't do whatever you want?"

How is this possible? A woman loses her chastity and her arm sand fades. If it weren't for this, how could the senior sister who was tortured by the fire be discovered by the master? Her arm sand is still there, but being treated like this by the man in front of her is considered to be losing her chastity? It makes the master shame, and even if she dies, how can she clear her sins?

"Can you resolve the hatred with the seven great gentry?" Mingkong was not afraid of his death, but when he thought of the senior sister's wailing before her death, she was very unenvious of this way of death. Ye Yu's affairs shocked the world. It was impossible for the master to receive news. If he could really do good, the master should not blame himself for losing his virginity, right?

"You little woman is not happy? You can sacrifice your life to save your life. Can you introduce a good man like me to me?" Ye Yu felt that he was self-inflicted. This little woman had been brainwashed by Piaomiaofeng, hoping that a woman who was playing politics would fall in love with him. Isn't this a fool? He pretended not to hear Mingkong's words, moved his right hand down and pressed it against Mingkong's buttocks, gently folded it slowly, and spoke while giving instructions, "These two holes on your body are my own. If you dare to take advantage of other men, I will kill one and two of them when I see each other."

His face was flushed, and Mingkong suddenly bit Ye Yu's shoulder hard.

The right shoulder was painful and Ye Yu was furious.

"How about you, a stinky nun? Give me a break."

He was bitten by someone, but the other party didn't want to let go. The more he struggled, the more painful it became. Ye Yu thought of several ways but it didn't work. As a last resort, he had to greet his elastic little butt.

If you make me hurt, I will make you hurt. Ye Yu doesn’t remember how many times he had hit him. Anyway, his right hand seemed to be swollen.

"I won't play with you anymore. I have to serve my mother. You pack up and get out of here." Ye Yu compromised. If he continues to play, he may be the meat on his shoulders.

"I won't leave!"

Mingkong finally stopped talking, his lips were stained with blood and his eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Ye Yu and the blood-stained clothes near his shoulders, with unyielding eyes and a hint of unbearableness.

Ye Yu ignored Mingkong. He tore open his clothes as soon as possible, and looked at the "bloody and bloody" wound and was a little angry.

"I'll settle the score with you after taking the medicine!"

"You...I..." Mingkong wanted to say I'll help you stop bleeding, but when he thought of Ye Yu's extremely vulgar words and the pain on his butt, she felt that she was right.

Ye Yu glared at Mingkong again, "Is it so good to drink other people's blood? I'm not afraid to tell you that half of my body is your blood."

Disgusting Mingkong, Ye Yu went out in a very casual manner. If Xuan'er and the others knew that I was bitten by Mingkong, how could I explain it clearly? Let's just use medicine secretly.

Mingkong didn't feel disgusted. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Yu's back as she walked away. How did he do it? Mingkong knew that Ye Yu's body could stop bleeding automatically, but wouldn't it be abnormal for the wound to heal at a speed that could be distinguished by the naked eye? Who else can kill him?

Mingkong naturally didn't know that this was all thanks to her. Fear was fear, but it also strengthened her determination to stay. The Bodhisattva cut his flesh and feeds the eagle, and finally stepped on the lotus and became a Buddha. Why can't I, Mingkong, serve the demon with my body? Thinking of this, Mingkong found that his butt was no longer hurt, so he lay on the bed and untied his belt. Mingkong looked at his white and delicate buttocks and was stunned again. Could it be that it was an illusion just now?

Let’s talk about our eldest son Ye. He sneaked to Qian Zixuan’s warehouse where the medicine was stored, and searched through boxes and cabinets. When he got the golden sore medicine secretly made by Qian’s mansion, the wound on his shoulder disappeared. Then he looked at the disappearing pinhole on the back of his hand. Ye Yu laughed again and sighed that God had eyes.

Updates and recovery, Ling Yun wants to see if he has a moment of character explosion. Will we also play a game of more than 10,000 yuan a day in the future?
Chapter completed!