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Chapter 1350 Superfluous

"Of course, Miss Qing..." Yang Huang was about to reply when Miss Qing suddenly pulled her hands on her shoulders, and the bright yellow dress fell off her body with a "swipe" without any warning.

Yang Huang couldn't help but be stunned.

"Miss Qing..." Yang Huang looked stupid, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart. He knew that the other party's move was unusual, so he had to deal with it carefully.

"Am I more beautiful?" Miss Qing smiled slightly, with a charming power in her voice.

Yang Huang still nodded stupidly: "It's very beautiful, very beautiful!"

Miss Qing's face couldn't help but change: "Do you think I'm beautiful or not? Pick up my clothes quickly, or I'll dig out two dark eye holes in your face."

He was so enthusiastic just now, and suddenly he was as cold as ice. Anyone else would be frightened to the point of being dizzy and panicked.

Yang Huang seemed to be no exception, but he was very sober inside. While he was hurriedly picking up the Luo Shang that had the scent of a girl on the ground, he was paying close attention to the movement above his head.

He knew Miss Qing's move, but he was afraid that there might be some ulterior motives behind it.

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Huang squatted down, a strong wind rushed over his head, and the girl's jade palm suddenly stood up and slashed towards the back of his neck.

"What is she going to do? Should she avoid it?" Yang Huang was surprised, thought quickly, and finally decided to accept the beating.

Because he knew from the rumor that the girl's intention was not to kill, but just to knock him out. And as a girl, Yang Huang seemed to have no room for bargaining if he wanted to knock Yang Huang out from the front.

Instead of doing this, why not let her succeed and see what Miss Qing wants to do?

Yang Huang is now full of curiosity about her unusual behavior.

"Pfft!" Yang Huang fell to the ground in response to the palm, his eyes closed tightly, but his ears stood high.

"Papa!" Miss Qing's claps came to my ears, as well as her triumphant laughter: "It seems that being beautiful is capital, and this beauty trap never works. Even if you are as smart as a ghost,

You want to drink my foot-washing water."

As he spoke, a breath of orchid blew directly in front of Yang Huang. Apparently Miss Qing squatted down and faced Yang Huang's face.

"Did this stinky girl deliberately take off her clothes in front of me because she wanted to practice her beauty trap?"

Yang Huang suddenly realized that he had never understood, so how could he

Given Fang's identity, it would be easy to kill him, so why go to such trouble to knock him out?

Now after hearing what Miss Qing said, Yang Huang finally understood that the other party liked to use honey traps.

"Time is running out, I have to hurry up! Smart guy, I have no choice but to borrow your clothes!" Miss Qing said, and her two tender jade hands actually reached into Yang Huang's arms.

It's like two fluffy little rabbits digging into people.

Yang Huang suddenly felt itchy in his chest.

But Yang Huang still held back and remained motionless, letting the girl do whatever she wanted with him. Soon, the girl stripped him of his smelly handyman clothes and even took off his headscarf.

Then, suddenly there was a burst of noise in the carriage.

Yang Huang, on the other hand, was left in the cold.

Yang Huang quietly opened his eyes a crack and looked outside.

I saw that his handyman clothes had already been put on Miss Qing, and she was still tying the scarf on her head.

Then she did a trick and took out a small mirror and a small box from under her body.

There is a powder puff in the small box and some gray powder.

Miss Qing looked in the mirror and threw the gray powder on her face.

Soon, that pretty face with tender skin and flesh turned dark and dark, making him look like a young man who had done a lot of hard work since he was a child.

Only those two beautiful eyes, looking forward, are still filled with autumn waves, directly attracting people's hearts.

"This stinky girl not only has a good skin, but also has a pair of naturally seductive eyes. No wonder she likes to use honey traps! However, her skills are not very good." Yang Huang thought to himself.

While she was pondering, the girl had finished putting on her makeup. She threw the small box and small mirror into the corner of the carriage and turned her eyes to Yang Huang, showing a worried look.

"What should I do with this smart guy? If I leave him here, and when he wakes up and screams casually, won't I be exposed?"

"But if you don't leave him alone, why don't you take him away? It would be troublesome to have so many tails."

Yang Huang was even more surprised. Now he was finally sure that Miss Qing wanted to disguise herself and escape.

Judging from how much An Fan and others feared her, she should have a high status in Washington. Why did she have to flee so secretly?

Yang Huang began to feel that his brain was a little insufficient.

At this time, Miss Qing's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light, she pulled out a small dagger with cold light from the side of her boots, and stared at Yang Huang coldly: "Smart guy, I have no choice but to forgive you!"

Miss Qing suddenly showed her dagger, and Yang Huang was not surprised at all.

After seeing so many of her unconventional actions, Yang Huang seemed to have become immune to her actions.

Now, the only thing he hesitates about is that the dagger has been revealed, and something bad will happen next. Should he resist?

As he was thinking about it, the dagger was already in front of his eyes. The tip of the dagger was pointed straight into Yang Huang's mouth, prying it between his teeth. It looked like he was trying to pry Yang Huang's mouth open.

"I don't want to kill anyone, but in order to prevent you from waking up and leaking my whereabouts, I have to cut your tongue." Miss Qing murmured to herself, "You will be in pain for a while, but in this Washington city, there is no tongue.

Maybe it would be better for you if you can't speak..."

But at this moment, Yang Huang suddenly bit his teeth, and the dagger was actually bitten by him.

"Huh?" Miss Qing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pushed her hand harder, trying to stab the dagger down, but Yang Huang's two rows of teeth suddenly turned into a solid barrier, and the dagger could not be inserted.

"It turns out that this stinky girl's martial arts cultivation is quite average!" Yang Huang originally thought that the other party was a person of status and his cultivation should not be weak, but he didn't expect it to be so weak.

"Asshole! Are you, are you awake?" Miss Qing tried twice, but suddenly she felt like she was seeing a ghost, she pulled away and stepped back, staring straight at Yang Huang.

Yang Huang knew that he could no longer pretend, so he smiled and sat up straight, pulling out the dagger: "Miss Qing, I'm sorry, I still have to keep my tongue for eating."

"You, when did you wake up?" Miss Qing's gray face turned a little white.

"I never fainted." Yang Huang smiled, "But Miss Qing wanted me to faint, so I fainted."

"Oh? You are smarter than I thought!" Miss Qing quickly regained her composure. She looked at Yang Huang with interest: "Then I didn't expect you to wake up. How could you wake up?"

Coming?"

Yang Huang smiled bitterly and said: "Because, I think I must wake up and say a few words about my tongue that is about to fall off."

"Really? What do you want to say for it?" Miss Qing picked up the dagger, looked at Yang Huang warily, and said with a smile.


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