But as soon as Ren Meimei sat down, she felt the difference under her butt-

"Master?" Ren Meimei looked at Lance's face, who was so close to her, and said in surprise.

"Since you know me, you should know the origin of me." Lance laughed, without any shame or embarrassment. He raised his hand to grab Ren Meimei's conscience and asked.

"I know." Ren Meimei took a long breath.

Even though I didn’t quite understand what Huanxi Buddha was at the beginning, I had already understood from the monks I knew about, and naturally I understood what Lance was doing now.

But Ren Meimei didn't dare to resist.

The same thing, she is a weak woman, how dare she resist the favor of gods?

So instead of annoying monk Huanxi for his own reasons, it is better to think about what you can use this opportunity to exchange for!

Besides, Ren Meimei was not a chaste woman, otherwise, how could she get into the position of Peng Lianghui San, among the Eight Gangs and Ten Associations of the Jianghu? Do you really think there is no better man in the Hui?

"Of course, I will not ask for your body in vain. I can promise that as long as you do not betray me, I will protect you from a lifetime of wealth. Even if I replace Nie Jing, it is not impossible to become the leader of Peng Lianghui." Lance said calmly as if he was talking about something trivial.

"Be the boss?" Ren Meimei's expression changed slightly when she heard this.

But in the end, he shook his head and rejected Lance's proposal.

"Forget it, I am a good leader, the third leader. The key is that it is not very noticeable. If I become the leader, I may not be as free as I am now."

"You said that, are you planning to let Nie Jing be your shield?" Lance chuckled.

"After all, the boss is not bad to me, how can I bear to snatch the power it has built up for life?" Ren Meimei was also relaxed and responded with a bra wrapped around Lance's neck.

"Then it depends on you. But my monk's promise is still valid. If you want to get to power, tell me that I will take over Peng Liang at any time." Lance promised.

"Then I would like to thank Master." Ren Meimei said happily.

"Then how do you thank me?" Lance asked back with interest.

"How can the master want Meimei to thank you?"

"Is that need to be said?"

Then Lance picked up Ren Meimei and hugged her and walked towards the bed not far away.

...

Then, at night that day, near late at night, Lance appeared in Song Yuhua's room.

"Who!" Fu Junzhuo shouted.

"Beauty, I am a monk." Lance responded.

"Master." Song Yuhua sat up and said.

"I'm anxious." Lance walked towards the bed while taking off his monk's robe.

"..." Song Yuhua was silent.

How did she answer this? If she is anxious, wouldn’t she seem to be very shameless and not like a serious woman? If she says no, why is she not sleeping at this time?

Not to wait for Lance?

Therefore, it is a bit of a desire to overthrow her. It is better to be silent and let Lance understand her own thoughts.

"Beauty, I am here." Lance didn't care about that much. After taking off his monk's robe, he decisively climbed onto the bed and raised his hand to hold Song Yuhua's shoulder.

Song Yuhua still didn't say anything and silently closed her eyes.

"Safe..."

...

After a long time.

"What are you talking about to save? Isn't it just doing those things? Now you're done, please be satisfied." Song Yuhua's head rested on Lance's chest. While listening to the powerful heartbeat of his heart, he drew circles on his body with his fingers, saying, as if he was resentful and relieved.

"Didn't you notice that there's something more in your mind?" Lance asked with a smile.

"The Yijing bone forging chapter? What is it for?" Song Yuhua thought for a moment and said a little surprised.

"You can practice more when you are free of charge. Although it may not necessarily make you a top master in the world, you will not lose so quickly next time and beg for mercy. You can still do it if Jun Zhuo comes up to help you." Lance said with a strange smile.

"Just just kill me." Song Yuhua, who was told about the embarrassing thing, slapped Lance's chest with his hands and said dissatisfied.

"I'm just talking about the facts."

"You still said."

"Okay, I won't say anything, let's talk about something else. Did your father say he wanted to send someone over?" Lance smiled and changed the subject.

"What are you sending someone here? Are you attending Jie Wenlong's funeral?" Song Yuhua was stunned at first, and then suddenly said.

In ancient times, especially those with strong and glorious families, the funeral did not pay attention to burying them immediately after they died, but rather a grand burial. Therefore, just stopping the spirits and other things, it would start in seven days, and there would be monks and Taoists' chanting and chanting and worshiping relatives, and so on. It would not take the coffin out and go out to the family's destination for burial.

And obviously, Duzun Castle is such a force qualified to hold luxurious funerals.

So even though Xie Wenlong's first seventh day passed, his coffin was still stuck in Duzun Castle, and he would be officially run out for burial after he had enough time.

Of course, Song Que had an excuse to send someone to visit.

After all, no matter what, his son-in-law died. He became sworn brothers and sons. Whether for Jie Hui’s sake or for his concern for his daughter, he would send someone to pay his respects to express his feelings.

Otherwise, it would be a bit too heartless.

"right."

"What are you going to do?" Song Yuhua looked up at him and asked with a vigilant look on his face.

"Do you say your father will send your sister Song Yu over?" Lance asked with a smile.

"You want to make a fool of Yuzhi!" Song Yuhua supported his body in shock, looking at him with an incredible look on his face and exclaimed.

"Yes." Lance affirmed.

"Why? I've already obeyed you, why do you still have the idea of ​​Yuzhi!" Song Yuhua said sadly.

"Because just as you are the destined concubine of the monk, she is also one of the thirty-two destined concubines of the monk!" Lance said indifferently: "And compared to being destined by the monk, you don't want your sister Song Yuzhi to be used as a tool for marriage by your father, marrying a man she doesn't like?"

"At least he is a serious woman from a famous family, not a person like me who doesn't even have a title." Song Yuhua said dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!