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Chapter three hundred and fortieth sleep a bed

The car sped along the highway and soon arrived at the hotel. Zhang Yang gave the remaining photos to the driver and got out of the car with Ling Bing'er.

The driver took it with a smile, gave him a business card, and asked him to use the car to call him as if to please. Such a financial backer driver couldn't miss it, and he even wished that his wife would be robbed again.

Sometimes people are like this. Spending money not only cannot buy kindness, but it may be a curse, just like hospitals and crematoriums. They want you to go there more times...

The waitress girl at the front desk of the hotel was sitting there in a daze. When she saw the two of them, her eyes suddenly lit up, which made Zhang Yang a little embarrassed and hurriedly pulled Ling Bing'er into the room.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Zhang Yang asked after returning to the room.

Ling Bing'er's pure and refined appearance combined with her clothes made her look out of place in the city. How she could survive in the city after leaving her master's school would become a problem.

"I don't know either." Sure enough, Ling Bing'er answered sadly and continued: "I'll go inside and put on my clothes first."

After saying that, he picked up his clothes on the ground and walked to the bathroom on the side.

Zhang Yang felt that what she was doing was a bit redundant. He thought to himself that I took it off for you. I had already seen it thoroughly. Is it necessary to avoid taboos now?

"Then live here and let's talk about it later."

Zhang Yang glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already past four o'clock in the morning. He was extremely tired from all the hard work just now. He lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over him and shouted loudly.

"Where should I sleep?" When he was drowsy, Ling Bing'er walked to the bed and asked timidly.

"This way." Zhang Yang pointed to one side of his body.

In his opinion, although the bed is not very big, it is for two people, and neither of them are obese, so it can be used for one night.

Ling Bing'er didn't say anything, but picked up a bed sheet and a pillow, spread them on the floor and lay down.

After all, she still couldn't accept being in the same bed with a man wearing only boxer shorts, so she chose to sleep on the floor.

"You sleep on the bed, I'm down below."

After tossing and turning, Zhang Yang felt very sorry for his natural compassion. Even though he knew that Ling Bing'er was a member of the vagina, the cold would hardly harm her, but he still felt extremely awkward in his heart.

"No, I'm used to it. We also slept on the ground when we were at the teacher's gate."

"It's just because I slept on the ground when I was a teacher, so I'm not allowed to do it now."

Zhang Yang paused for a moment and then continued: "The Yin Qi on the ground is very heavy, do you plan to keep practicing Yinmen ghost arts? Sooner or later, you will become like your master and lose humanity."

He is not being alarmist, people in the Yin Sect definitely like places with heavier Yin Qi. It is said that even their masters are located near the cemetery in the wilderness, just to absorb the extremely Yin Qi and increase the speed of their cultivation.

If ordinary people continue like this for a long time, their bodies will simply not be able to bear it. It can range from backache and leg pain to severe pain that can kill people.

People in the Yin Gate suppress the Yang Qi in their bodies and merge with the surrounding Yin Qi by practicing Yin Gate ghost skills.

Disrupting the normal physical structure of the human body, it will inevitably become sinister and vicious over time. Ling Yuhan is not born to destroy human nature, but is the result of cultivation.

"Then... okay." Ling Bing'er naturally understood this, sat up, paused and continued: "Don't sleep on the ground..."

Before she finished speaking, her meaning was very clear, that is, two people can make do on the same bed.

Originally, he wanted to kill Zhang Yang to avenge his master, but in the end, he saved himself from his master. This life-saving grace has not yet been repaid.

How could you have the nerve to occupy his bed and let him sleep on the floor?

Zhang Yang said happily: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

After finishing speaking, he moved to one side of the bed, leaving most of his position to lean on the head of the bed and look at her.

Ling Bing'er had long been accustomed to the dark night, while Zhang Yang's vision was not affected at all due to the Nine Yang True Fire, so the two of them did not turn on the lights after entering the room.

"What are you afraid of? If you wanted to harm me, you would have done it long ago, and you wouldn't wait until now."

Under the night, Ling Bing'er pouted her little mouth, which was cute but also sad, making people feel particularly distressed.

"What if I have other agendas like your master?" Zhang Yang smiled seductively, looking up and down her delicate body, and deliberately teased her.

"I believe you are not a bad person."

"Bad people will not have these two words written on their faces, just like your master. Would you have thought that she would eat the apprentice she raised?"

"Can you not say this?" Ling Bing'er obviously hadn't come out of her master's shadow yet. After hearing his words, she said angrily.

"Okay, no more talking."



The two stopped talking. Ling Binger lay down on the side of the bed. Zhang Yang turned sideways and touched her soft and delicate body without paying attention.

Looking sideways, the first thing he saw was the pair of plump and round meat mountains rising and falling with his breathing. For a man, this scene is indeed an inhuman torture.

Her body was a little cold, but it exuded a girl's unique virgin body fragrance, which made Zhang Yang feel confused for a while. Fortunately, he felt extremely tired.

But he is not the kind of person who uses force when he is inferior to animals, let alone a girl who is not experienced in the world, has just been deceived by a master who is as close as mother and daughter, and is still in pain?



When I woke up the next morning, it was already past ten o'clock, and I was lying on the bed properly.

But Ling Bing'er had one arm around her neck and one jade leg resting on her lower body.

The feeling of the flesh sticking to her arm, and more importantly, the bulge in the middle of her inner vagina between her legs, which was right against her thigh, was soft and warm, causing Zhang Yang to react instantly, and his little brother immediately stood up

Got the tent.

She has a pouted little mouth and a rosy face, and her long eyelashes are as cute as Shishi's. She has a similar personality and is not honest when sleeping.

It suddenly occurred to me that the military region’s cooperation signing ceremony with Su Zhengfei was going to be held today, and that Su Jin’er would leave China after signing the contract.

Thinking of Su Jin'er, Zhang Yang felt heartache. He thought that he would never see her again after today. Since he had no shame to keep her, he had to see her off anyway.

Thinking of this, she gently moved Ling Bing'er's delicate body away, but the movement woke her up. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw her hugging him, sitting up with her pretty face flushed.

"I'm sorry for waking you up." Although it was not his fault, Zhang Yang still expressed his apology generously.

"Rogue." Ling Bing'er glanced at the tent he had set up, her pretty face turned as red as a cloth, and she spat.



Zhang Yang was speechless, thinking to himself who was playing gangster on whom? He took advantage of me while I was sleeping and actually called me a gangster?

But I can't argue with a little girl about this. The tent below is obvious evidence of my guilt, but even if she acts like a gangster, I can't see any reaction.

This is as impossible to identify as whether you are a virgin or not. Men are so fucked up...

"I have something to do and I need to go out first. This is the hotel's front desk phone number. You can just call them directly for breakfast and lunch."

Zhang Yang got out of bed, took out a hotel service brochure from the TV cabinet and handed it to Ling Binger and continued: "Don't run around, wait until I get back to talk about anything."

Although the hotel is not big, the facilities are one-stop service. The hotel's special dishes and some massage and fitness programs are printed in the service manual, which is indeed very convenient.

"Well, I don't have anywhere to go." Ling Bing'er took the service manual and read it, then raised her pretty face and agreed.

After walking out of the hotel, Zhang Yang called Su Jin'er. The phone was very noisy and chaotic. She only knew that she was in an office building in the military region, but she couldn't tell her specific location.

He could only give the phone to a waiter. After her patient explanation, Zhang Yang finally figured it out, took a taxi and rushed there.

More than half an hour later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Military Region Equipment Department. Zhang Yang was about to enter when he was stopped by two armed soldiers at the door.

After his patient explanation, the soldier finally ran to the reception room next to him, made a phone call to inquire, and then let him in.

Zhang Yang could understand this. How could the military area be accessible to just anyone? So there was no rush.

After entering the office building facing the door, I ran almost all the way to the conference room on the third floor.

The conference room was very quiet, with bursts of applause coming from time to time. Rows of stools were filled with reporters carrying long guns and short cannons, writing down something with their pens.

On the rostrum in the center, Su Zhengfei was wearing a crisp suit, a snow-white shirt, a blue tie, and his hair was neatly combed.

It was completely different from the embarrassment and depression in the hospital. He now looked like a chairman, with a kind smile unique to businessmen on his chubby face.

Next to him was Su Jin'er, who was looking around at the crowd below, her eyes full of expectation, obviously looking for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang stood behind several photographers with stands and looked at everything in the conference room.

In his opinion, all he had to do was wait for Su Jin'er to leave and go over to say hello or take her to the airport.

"Chairman Su, I am a reporter from China Evening News. According to the news from the past few days, you came to Beidu this time just to sign a cooperation agreement. It was also the first time that Taiyu Group tried to cooperate with China, and now it suddenly announced that it will cooperate with China Military

Comprehensive cooperation, what caused you to undergo such a change?"

A female reporter in her thirties wearing a reporter badge and wearing professional attire stood up and asked.

This was not the first time Zhang Yang had experienced such a scene. He knew that the signing ceremony had ended, it was time for reporters to ask questions, and Su Zhengfei had announced full cooperation with the Chinese military.

For an internationally renowned company, every move is the focus of media attention. There were even many foreign reporters at the venue, which shows the level of attention paid to this signing.

"First of all, I am of Chinese descent and have deep feelings for China." Su Zhengfei started talking politely and continued: "China has developed rapidly in recent years, investing more and more in national defense, and its need for military technology has also increased.

It has improved rapidly, so Taiyu Group also attaches great importance to the Huaxia Military Region as a partner." (To be continued)

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