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Chapter 353 I will settle accounts with you at night

Ning Youan also saw her, frowned, and walked straight to the room where the two of them were.

Shen Qingqing poured a cup of tea slowly, pushed the cup in front of him, and said jokingly: "Master Ning has been very blessed recently."

Ning Youan's expression changed, and he looked at her with a more uncertain look, "Did you see it?"

Shen Qingqing nodded silently, poured another cup of tea and handed it to Meng Yuan, with a slight smile on his face, "How about trying the tea I brewed."

Ning Youan had no intention of drinking tea, so he took a sip casually. The hot tea touched his lips, making him grin and almost jump.

Shen Qingqing looked at his stubble-covered face and tilted his head slightly, unable to bear to look directly at him. Otherwise, it would be better to keep oneself clean. He was so arrogant last time, shouldn't this reward be coming?

Without the two of them asking, Ning Youan had already put down his cup and took the initiative to mention what had happened in the past few days.

He has a wild and uninhibited temperament, and he reveals everything that should be said and what should not be said, even the details of the bed room are not left out.

Shen Qingqing was fiddling with the fire leisurely. Listening to his nonsensical description, Shen Qingqing's ears gradually turned red.

In the end, Meng Yuan couldn't listen and kicked him, "No one wants to hear you change your posture and focus on the key points."

Ning Youan said coquettishly, "Aren't I afraid of missing some details?"

She didn't talk about this later, but only said what she suspected, "Her feelings for me came too fast. From the first meeting to today, it only took five days. How could it develop into a situation where I couldn't help it?"

Already?"

Shen Qingqing smiled meaningfully at him: "You are not bad. You brought someone home after only five days of knowing each other. If you didn't know, you would have thought you were going to become a good person."

Congliang, the word used...

Ning Youan touched his chin, Master Shen still had objections to his style.

He sighed with an innocent expression, "It's really not my fault. I was going to reject her originally, but I don't know why, but when I saw those watery eyes, I couldn't say anything.

"

"Water eyes..." Shen Qingqing prolonged her tone, tilted her head and looked at Meng Yuan.

The latter whispered: "Charming?"

"No." Although Ning Youan's face looked wrong, there was no Yin energy in her body, which she was sure of.

Shen Qingqing lowered her head and took a sip of tea. A bitter taste penetrated into her mouth along the gap between her teeth. She frowned slightly and looked at Meng Yuan subconsciously. She could clearly see that someone had poured her down just now.

I drank up the cup of tea, not a drop was left.

Turning around, I met the man's smiling eyes, his tail slightly raised, as cunning as a fox.

It was intentional!

Shen Qingqing put down the cup calmly, feeling so angry that she couldn't help but pinch his thigh.

Ning Youan saw the two people's little moves clearly, and became even more depressed, "You two, my life is about to die. You are still in the mood to flirt, can you be friends?"

Shen Qingqing straightened her face and asked him: "When you were talking to that woman, did you notice whether there were birthmarks, scars or anything like that on her chest?"

Apart from ghosts, the only things that can confuse people are puppets in human skin.

Through the previous few battles, she has found a way to identify it - there is an unobstructable mark on the puppet's chest, which is also the location of the formation eye of the skinning and soul-fixing technique.

Therefore, as long as it is determined that the woman has a mark on her chest, her identity and purpose can be easily deduced.

It's a pity that Ning You'an didn't live up to his expectations. He shook his head in confusion when he heard this, "No, she and I have only known each other for a few days, and she is in high spirits! As soon as her clothes were removed, Ning Lang screamed, and his soul flew away. How can he still have any effort?

What kind of birthmarks do you see without birthmarks?”

After a pause, he asked again: "Why are you asking about the birthmark? Could it be that she is your long-lost relative?"

Shen Qingqing: "..."

This man is truly hopeless.

Meng Yuan guessed her intention, poured himself a cup of bitter tea, and said, "It's certainly useful to ask this. You can go back and sleep with her again. This time, open your eyes wider and see us clearly before you come to us."

"

Ning Youan refused to listen to him, folding his hands on his chest, looking like a good man and a good man who should not be tarnished, "That's not possible, what if she is really some kind of temptress and sucks my yang energy away?"

Shen Qingqing raised the corners of her lips, deliberately scaring him, "You can die under the peonies, you can be a ghost, what are you afraid of?"

Ning Youan's face turned red, and she muttered and tried to refuse, but Shen Qingqing dismissed her with "Don't worry, you won't die."

After the noisy one left, the room suddenly became quiet.

Shen Qingqing slowly put out the fire. She originally wanted to make another pot of tea, but after thinking about it, she felt that she didn't have the talent to do such elegant things, so she decided not to waste the tea.

Meng Yuan was still holding the cup and drinking the bitter tea, sipping it one after another, as if he couldn't taste the bitterness.

Shen Qingqing frowned and couldn't help but ask him: "Isn't it bitter?"

“Whether it’s bitter or not, won’t you know if you try it?”

Shen Qingqing was about to shake her head when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her head and face.

When they separated, both of them were panting and their eyes were blurred.

Meng Yuan was reluctant to let go, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Shen Qingqing, have you forgotten something?"

Shen Qingqing laughed when she heard this title. Meng Yuan usually called her Qingqing the most, and sometimes he would call her wife in front of outsiders. The ending sound was very long, with a bit of tenderness and affection.

In contrast, it is too rare to shout three words together.

Shen Qingqing felt clear in her heart that someone was in a hurry.

As for why she was anxious... She lowered her head and smiled slyly, "Oh, I forgot something very important."

Shen Qingqing's beautiful eyes rolled around and her voice was long, causing Meng Yuan's heart to rise and fall in response to her accent. When it was about to reach his throat, he heard her lazily continue: "I almost forgot to eat dinner, I'm so hungry.

.”

Meng Yuan frowned, and his pale face was like rice paper with ink stains, and his face instantly became gloomy.

Shen Qingqing suppressed her laughter, pretending she couldn't see him, and leaned half of her body out of the window to call the doorman to deliver dinner.

Meng Yuan didn't speak, leaned back in his chair, broke off a bright yellow banana, and peeled the banana quietly.

Shen Qingqing shamelessly went up to eat the banana that had just been peeled off in his hand, "Let me taste if it's sweet. Well, it's quite sweet."

After eating a banana, the person also fell into his arms.

The man's eyes were as black as thick ink, and his red lips moved as if he were about to kiss her. When he was about to kiss her, she turned her head to avoid him.

Shen Qingqing sat on his lap, supporting her shoulders with her arms, smiling like a flower, "I can't kiss you, I'm so embarrassed to let others see you."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Qixue's cheerful voice came from the courtyard: "Dad, mother, I'm here!"

Meng Yuan let go of his hand, looked at her deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, like rough sandpaper, "I'll settle the score with you again at night!"

Turning around to see Meng Qixue, who was wearing red and green, holding flowers and holding a lantern, she was stunned again, and a light blush crept onto her cheeks.
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