Qin Shiming secretly slandered, but there were some things he couldn't say openly. The relationship between him and Li Xiaoyun was very delicate.
"Bah, none of you men are good, you eat from the bowl and look at what's in the pot, hum!"
Just now, her face was filled with happiness and a smile of love, but now the clouds were gathering, and Li Xiaoyun stormed out and slammed the door.
"Why."
Qin Shiming shook his head helplessly and just let out a long sigh.
Can you blame yourself for this?
Women are indeed unreasonable. Of course, Qin Shiming didn't catch up.
Eat, practice, and go out at a certain time in the evening to the residence south of Monday Mengcheng Pool.
"Coming."
Zhou Meng looked at the man with a touch of joy in his eyes.
"Hmm."
Qin Shiming nodded, but did not dare to look at the woman's eyes. Borrowing some seeds was too embarrassing, even more embarrassing than treating Zhou Yimeng before.
Should we follow the established procedure, or should we chat, hold hands, and kiss on the lips first to create an ambiguous atmosphere before proceeding?
"Then... let's get started."
In contrast, Zhou Meng was bolder and more unrestrained than Qin Shiming. He gently unscrewed the buttons on his chest and tried to undress and take off his belt.
"Ahem."
Qin Shiming cleared his throat, interrupting Monday's dream. Although the woman's undressing action was very provocative, her hands lifted her clothes back from her shoulders, and her breasts subconsciously pushed forward. Who can withstand this?
The slender and pink sides of the neck and sexy collarbones can support small goldfish, and further down, they become larger...
It's just that this feeling sucks.
Let's describe it this way, it's like a couple getting married in ancient times. The groom is a sour scholar with his hijab lifted. He is obviously very hungry and thirsty and can't bear it anymore, but he still wants to say something polite to the bride.
——Madam, can I kiss you?
This kind of thing is about a feeling that is naturally strong when it goes deep, blends well, and everything comes naturally.
It’s too formulaic, how can you play it?
In this state, Qin Shiming really couldn't guarantee that the needle could go in. He was even less interested in being held by a woman with a sword on his neck, even though it was forced.
At the same time, he is also very hardworking.
"Wait a minute, I have something to say."
Qin Shiming stopped the woman.
"What? You regretted it?"
Zhou Meng's hand stopped in mid-air and she looked at the man in front of her quietly. Her mood was equally complicated.
There is no relationship between the two people, because Bingpo, because of a medical treatment experience, forced the two of them to do more exciting things, but there is no basis for feelings between the two.
Now that his illness has healed and his strength has improved, he seems a bit shy and out of touch to do this kind of thing again.
The euphemistic name is borrowing some seeds, but in reality? Only Zhou Meng knows it in his heart.
"Or are you scared?"
The conversation changed and Zhou Yimeng started to provoke the general. She thought she understood the man's temperament relatively well.
"Afraid?"
"Am I afraid?"
Sure enough, Qin Shiming suddenly raised his voice, feeling a little excited and even a little angry.
"I am probably no match for you now, so why should I be afraid of you? Humph!"
Qin Shiming snorted heavily.
"Then what did you mean just now? It wasn't regret, it wasn't fear. What did you want to say?"
Zhou Meng asked rhetorically.
"I, I...I..."
Qin Shiming hesitated for a long time, met the woman's half-smiling gaze, and suddenly said loudly: "This time, I want to be on top."
"Um?"
Before the woman could understand the meaning of her words, Qin Shiming chose to take the initiative this time and pounced directly on her.
"Tear..."
Clothes were flying everywhere, spring light suddenly appeared in the house, accompanied by bursts of low roars and women's gasps...
early morning.
Qin Shiming was like a man from a walking marriage, walking out of a woman's room with a tired face and dark eyes. After all, he was an ancient martial arts practitioner with extraordinary physical strength.
This time, the Buddhist monk is not as easy to deal with as Zhao Yu'er.
The battle was won, but only slightly tragic.
Returning to the house and going to bed to rest, Qin Shiming desperately needed to regain his blood.
"Dong dong... dong dong dong..."
As soon as I closed my eyes, before I fell asleep, the door made a loud bang as if someone had smashed it in.
"Something wrong?"
Qin Shiming's anger level was full, "Are you going to let people sleep?"
"Is it you?"
After seeing the person clearly, Qin Shiming's anger disappeared by more than half, and he even felt a little guilty.
It was Li Xiaoyun who knocked on the door.
"Shiming, help me, my dad is dead."
However, how could Li Xiaoyun be in the mood to pay attention to the guilty conscience deep in Qin Shiming's eyes now? Tears fell down and she cried extremely sadly.
"Your father is dead?"
Qin Shiming was surprised and felt strange.
Doesn't Li Xiaoyun have no feelings for the Li family and her family? Why is she crying so sadly?
When a person dies, he can be taken out and buried directly, or he can go to the crematorium to be burned into ashes and then cremated.
"What? How many tables do you want to set up and receive some gift money?"
"Qin Shiming, I'm not kidding you!"
Li Xiaoyun was so angry that she punched Qin Shiming in the chest, "I, our Li family has been wiped out. Now, now I am the only one left, wuwu..."
Emotional breakdown often occurs in an instant. Li Xiaoyun squatted on the ground, held her head in her hands and cried loudly.
"Destroy, destroy the whole family?"
Qin Shiming immediately thought that Li Changfeng came to him specifically that day and talked about the dead Li Dongsheng and some things in the ancient world. Finally, he asked Qin Shiming to help take care of Li Xiaoyun.
At that time, Li Changfeng should have felt murderous intent!
"Don't cry yet. Crying won't solve any problems."
Qin Shiming was not in the mood to joke anymore. He knelt down and patted Li Xiaoyun on the back, "Tell me first, how did you learn about this? Have you been out?"
"Well, I went out yesterday and received the news that my family was wiped out. I couldn't make up my mind so I came back. Shi Ming, what should I do?"
Li Xiaoyun couldn't stop her tears from falling. No matter how strong Li Xiaoyun was or how indifferent she was to her family members, she still couldn't accept it now that we are separated forever.
"Pack your things and I'll go out with you for a walk. I'll tell you some things along the way."
Qin Shiming frowned, he couldn't hide what he had to hide. It didn't matter whether Li Dongsheng's family came from the ancient world or elsewhere, or what their background was.
Once a bridge is formed, both parties will fight to the death.
As a friend, Qin Shiming has no shirk in his duty.
"Well, then I'll pack my things."
Li Xiaoyun was at a loss for words at the moment and could only nod.
"Wipe away your tears and be strong. I'm going to ask for leave first."
Qin Shiming didn't waste any time, turned around and ran to find the Saint, but the Saint still couldn't come out. As for the deputy sect leader Xing Tian, Qin Shiming didn't intend to go either, so he directly said hello to the Yao Monk and hurriedly took Li Xiaoyun away.
.
"Li Dongsheng should be a child of a big family in the ancient world. He was sent to your home to be raised because he was a refugee. This is the reason why your whole family does not dare to offend him."
On the way, Qin Shiming relayed the conversation with Li Changfeng that day to Li Xiaoyun one by one.
Li Xiaoyun didn't say anything, just shed tears and sobbed secretly...