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Chapter 304

Chapter 304: It’s all caused by nature

Ye Yu ran away in panic and won the battle. Of course, he would not feel depressed. He walked into the inner house and walked around several turns, making sure Ye Chaofan would not catch up. He slowed down and looked up and found that he had wandered to Ming's empty room. Thinking of his big-bellied wife, he walked in happily.

Birds of birds flock together. Xiao Lian has lived in Ye’s house for a while, and her relationship with Mingkong has become increasingly close. Eliminating the “artificial interference” of Master Ye, they both eat at the same table and sleep at the same bed, and they are like their own sisters. When Ye Yu entered the door, they were sitting on the bed, Mingkong was holding a front and cloth in his hands, and Xiao Lian was talking to her.

"What are you doing tomorrow? Do you miss me?"

Ye Yu asked this question very well. Although he was called Mingkong's name, the word "安" also drew Xiao Lian in. As for asking Xiao Lian whether he or Mingkong thinks he is not easy to say - of course, the question Ye's eldest son asked this was purely a blind cat and a dead mouse. Anyway, the first thing Xiao Lian thought of was the "ambiguity" that night, with a red face and a faint heart. She whispered a few words, and she trotted out.

"Young Master, what's wrong with Xiao Lian? It seems that I'm afraid of you."

Mingkong put the things in his hand on the couch, and she stood up and stretched out her hands and feet to move her muscles.

The effect of force is relative, and this is still applicable in psychology. Xiao Lian is guilty and Ye Yu is not so calm. He dare not get entangled with this issue. When he saw Mingkong's clothes placed beside the bed, he pretended to be surprised.

"Huh? I'll make clothes tomorrow?"

In contrast to the Six Arts of Gentleman, in Daliang, female red needlework is a compulsory homework for her daughter. For example, Pei Xue, Yan'er, Yingning, and Xiaolian are all masters. Even the three girls who are not interested in these are not knowledgeable. Of course, there are exceptions. Su Yue is a female killer and a half-professional nun. She probably never thought she would get married before she got married. Good kung fu is really not omnipotent, and she can make a fancy to play with swords, but they both picked up the embroidery needle and wanted to stab it on their fingers.

Mingkong smiled a little proudly, reached out and touched her belly, and a trace of darkness flashed across her face, "My mother-in-law had made a lot of clothes for her baby, but she wanted to do more tomorrow. At three or four years old... They won't worry about not having clothes to wear when they grow up, even tomorrow..." Mingkong suddenly closed her mouth, and she forced a smile, "Young master, do you see if the clothes you make tomorrow look good."

Since the rumor incident, Mingkong has been in a low interest. Ye Yu can guess the reason, but can he tell Mingkong that you want to "let him blow the wind and waves, and I will walk in the garden"? If Mingkong is really so desireless, she will not be worried about the reputation of her master.

The more bad the reputation of Piaomiao Peak is, the happier Ye Yu is. But when Mingkong is sandwiched in the middle, the joy in his heart has invisibly reduced a little. How should this relationship be handled? Anyway, Mingkong cannot be allowed to return to Piaomiao Peak.

"Tomorrow, who did you make these pants for?" Ye Yu grabbed Mingkong's pants that were about to be completed, and he gestured on his body and asked.

"This is what the baby wears when he is as old as you in the future." Mingkong was successfully diverted.

Ye Yu looked over and over again, and he finally understood what was wrong with these pants.

"Tomorrow, our son, my daughter will not be mentally retarded in the future, right?"

Ming blanked Ye Yu's words, as if he was blaming him for talking nonsense.

"I'm still wearing open-crotch pants when I'm seventeen or eighteen. It's so fun to walk on the street..."

Before Ye Yu finished speaking, Mingkong snatched the pants. She only considered the shape of the pants made by Ye Ling. How could she think so much?

"Tomorrow, will you please put on these pants in the future?" Ye Yu suddenly smiled badly, "Wait until we both."...

The two of them laughed and Mingkong's mood improved.

"Tomorrow, I'll tell you a big secret. Ye Chaofan, who lives in our mansion, is a fan of your master. Of course, he probably doesn't get a shot."

Ye Chaofan? Mingkong was a little surprised. He had never heard of such a person in the world.

"By the way, tomorrow, I want to ask you a question."

Mingkong nodded and signaled Ye Yu to ask, but he was a little surprised. When did he ask for his consent when he did things?

"Is the gongsha on your master's arm still there?"

Ye Yu's voice was very small, Mingkong didn't hear it clearly, so Master Ye added a very straightforward sentence.

"Is your master still a virgin?"

Mingkong's smile froze on his face, "I don't allow you to talk nonsense about your master."...

Then Mingkong fell silent. Ye Yu knew that he had made up his words and wanted to make her talk, but Mingkong ignored him with a tense face; Ye Yu told a joke, can he make herself laugh but can't she laugh Mingkong, this girl has no humorous cells?

"Can you go out? Mingkong is really tired and wants to be alone and calm down."

If Mingkong shook his face and showed it to him, Ye Yu would probably be rogue and use it with strength. I just didn't leave. What can you do?

But Mingkong's polite indifference seemed to have a thorn in his heart, with regret, heartache, and a hint of inexplicable jealousy. He was jealous of the entire Piaomiao Peak, and the jealousy of the old nun in the nature. If Mingkong made a choice between himself and her master's sect, she would probably choose the master without hesitation?

Thinking about the fact that when he was playing with Ye Chaofan, he claimed to have conquered the body and mind of the best successor of Piaomiao Peak, but how much water does this say have? He was unintentional "strike" by Mingkong. His self-righteous confidence was gone, and the only one-tenth of the remaining one was still a little shaky and restless. Ye Yu wanted to laugh, but when Mingkong grinned, he walked out dejectedly.

Good fortune comes unparalleled, misfortune never comes alone, bad luck always comes one after another. When he walked to the door, Ye Yu stumbled on the threshold and staggered, and he fell out like a dog chewing on the shit.

Mingkong exclaimed lightly. She was about to go over and help him, but Ye Yu had already climbed up and turned around and kicked the door several times. He left angrily.

Mingkong wanted to call Ye Yu, but he stretched out his hand but didn't make a sound. Ye Yu's back disappeared around the corner. She touched her Gaolong's belly and tears rolled down silently...

"You stone even look down on me, I'll kick you to death."

Ye Yu kicked a big rock in the yard like an vent, and there was a constant bang, as if he was shaving a sandbag.

"I'm a bastard, you're such a bastard, why do you brainwash my Mingkong into this virtue? What's so great about you? I'm a virgin? I'm a virgin, don't let me see you, otherwise I will rape you first and then kill you again..."

"don't want!"

With Hongxiu's scream, Ye Yu felt a powerful force coming, and he flew up like a cloud and mist. With a "bang", Master Ye felt dizzy and dizzy, and a bloody throat burst out. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

“Master…”

Ye Chaofan waved his hand to Hongxiu, and he stared at Ye Yu, "I said, I will not allow anyone to humiliate or see his nature, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"I'm going to say, what can you do?" Ye Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He felt a sense of venting pleasure. "So what if you're welcome? You can't kill me, I just want to make the old bastard who sees his nature..."

"Yu'er, don't!"

Ye Ling's voice suddenly sounded. Ye Chaofan was about to take action, but he could see Ye Ling's appearance clearly. He seemed to have been cast as if he had been imposed on a fixed spell and muttered to himself, "This is impossible, absolutely impossible."

At this moment, a white shadow quickly rose up and whimpered at Ye Chaofan...
Chapter completed!
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