Five minutes later, Koe Muto sewed the last stitch, lowered her head to bite off the thread with her white jade teeth, and put the needle on the bedside table. She stood up with her kimono and said with a smile: "It's finally done, Xiaolang.
Please try it on quickly to see if it fits."
"Okay, let me try."
A kimono is a loose-fitting garment with open sleeves. Ximen Lang didn't need to take off his original clothes. He put it on directly, tied the belt around his waist, and said with a smile: "It's not too big, not too small, it fits just right. Xiang Hui's hands are really skillful."
"
Hearing his praise, Koe Muto smiled. She poked her head next to the boy and carefully looked at the front and back. From time to time, she gently stroked the fine wrinkles on the clothes with her delicate hands, like a virtuous wife. "Well, it looks okay.
."
Ximen Lang suddenly stretched out his arms to hug the petite and exquisite opponent, and held her sideways. He felt very light and soft, like a feather.
With a shy face, Koe Muto buried her head on the boy's chest, her heart pounding, feeling that this feeling was both tense and extremely wonderful.
Ximen Lang lowered his head, kissed the girl's hot face with his hot lips, and then slid towards the corner of her lips...
Although she was deeply in love with her lover, Koe Muto stuck to her bottom line and only allowed Ximenlang to kiss her, and did not allow him to have any further intimacy. Her attitude was firm.
Ximen Lang, the love prodigal, followed Xiang Hui's advice, held her in his arms and talked gently, sharing the good time of love.
"Xianghui, I will fly to YN tomorrow. You and the Black Shadow Guards must pay close attention to the situation in Virginia and secretly help the Chinese people."
"I understand, don't worry. Xiaolang, you should also be more careful."
"I will..."
Ximen Lang stayed in Muto Koe's room for a long time until late at night, then took off his kimono and returned to the Asia Hotel under the protection of Kuangyun Guards to say a temporary farewell to his nine girlfriends.
Qilisa and other girls were even more reluctant to leave. That night, a group of girls gathered in Ximenlang's room to have a carnival with him and spend the night together. The bedroom was filled with ambiguous lights, and everything that came into view was white, and there were many angels.
Surrounded by beautiful women, as gentle as water, this young man seemed to be in a dream, intoxicated!
The next morning, Ximen Lang led the Kuangyun Guards to take a special plane to YN. After getting off the plane in Hanoi, he met the killing battalion commander Ye Jianfan and a group of his men who had been waiting there for a long time.
In the past few months, the Huamen Killing Battalion stationed in Hanoi was also busy, and its power continued to expand. It has now eliminated many gangs and controlled eighteen provinces around Hanoi. Of course, YN is a small country, with a total of fifty-eight gangs.
A province, what they call a province cannot be compared with the provinces of country Z. It is not even as large as our big cities and is only equivalent to a larger county. The members of the Huamen Killing Battalion are all well-trained people with advanced weapons.
,Besides, there is also the Minister of Public Security
With Teng Huacheng's support behind him, he controlled this area without much effort.
"Brother Lang, you're finally here again!" Ye Jianfan stepped forward quickly and held the boss's hand tightly.
Ximenlang smiled and said: "Why, do you feel lonely in this foreign land, or are you not accustomed to the climate?"
Ye Jianfan sighed: "It doesn't matter that I am acclimatized. I am very adaptable. However, I feel quite lonely when I am far away from you, Kai Feng and Fatty."
Ximen Lang glanced at several beauties in short skirts who had just got off the plane not far away, and said with a smile: "Left hand, don't be so rigid, enjoy life, YN girls are very beautiful, you have time to hang out with a few to kill the boredom.
time."
Ye Jianfan blushed and said hurriedly: "Forget it, I don't have the time. I might as well practice martial arts if I have the time."
Ximen Lang said with emotion: "It seems that Zuo Zuo is a serious person. Tell me what your ideal girl is like. Why don't I introduce you to one."
Ye Jianfan shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. Let's just let it happen."
"Okay then, it's up to you."
"Brother Lang, let's get in the car and go back."
"Let's go."
A group of people got into the car, and more than ten luxury cars turned around and left, going back to the YN Huamen headquarters. After arriving at the headquarters, everyone held a banquet to welcome the head of the sect to wash away the dust. They drank from big bowls and ate large pieces of meat. It was very lively.
Early the next morning, Ximen Lang, dressed casually, walked out of the headquarters gate with a backpack on his back. He saw the colorful tricycles driving fast on the street. He waved to stop one. He got into it and said in YN, "Go."
Mekong River Bridge." The tricycle driver agreed, turned around flexibly, and headed towards the Mekong River.
The rising sun shines on the road, and the cool wind blows by, refreshing people. The water of the Mekong River is sparkling, and hardworking country people use wooden boats to carry fresh fruits, fish and shrimps slowly along the way.
Hawking is quite unique.
The tricycle stopped on the bridge, Ximen Lang paid and got off the car, then walked north, walked down the bluestone stairs, and stood on the shore waiting.
Not long after, a motorized wooden boat with a canopy came buzzing from the downstream. After approaching, it turned around in a circle and stopped beside Ximenlang. The driver of the wooden boat was a young Vietnamese woman, wearing an old-fashioned blue cloth dress. She stepped out of the boat canopy.
He came out of the house, wearing a bamboo hat with a pointed peak, and he looked like he came from the countryside.
Ximenlang looked over with curious eyes. When he saw the girl's pretty face, he was pleasantly surprised and blurted out: "Xiuhe, why is it you?"
It turned out that this young girl was actually Ximen Lang's YN girlfriend Wu Xiuhe. She aimed her loving eyes at her sweetheart and said softly: "Xiao Lang, hurry up and get on the boat."
"Okay." Ximen Lang felt excited and stepped onto the wooden boat.
Wu Xiuhe started the wooden boat and expertly drove it downstream quickly. Ximenlang sat down next to her soft body, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and asked happily: "Xiuhe, I didn't expect you to come here.
Pick me up."
Wu Xiuhe showed a smile on her face, turned her head, kissed her boyfriend on the face with her red lips, and said, "I want to give you a surprise, Xiaolang, I miss you so much."
"I've been thinking about you too." The YN girl's passion infected Ximen Lang even more. While kissing Wu Xiuhe's cheek, he reached his hand under the girl's clothes and felt it carefully.
The two cuddled up closely, whispering in the small space, telling the pain of missing each other, and enjoying the joy of meeting again after a long absence.
The wooden boat moved very fast. After half an hour, it sailed more than ten miles away. It was already outside the scope of Hanoi. There were lush forests on both sides of the river. No other boats could be seen on the water. The surroundings were quiet. At this time,
Wu Xiuhe was already half-naked, revealing her jade-like body. She struggled to get up, turned off the engine, and let the wooden boat float downstream.