Chapter 34 The secret cannot be leaked

At present, it is obvious that Du Meiyue dares to play. Looking at her little face, which is about to come out of the water because of alcohol and excessive excitement, she knows that even if she plays with 0 wax in this windy grass shed on all sides, she will take the initiative to cooperate without hesitation.

It's not her who can't afford to play, but Yang Guang, at least for now. As for why Yang Guang can't afford to play, I'm afraid he is the only one who knows, but he must have a particularly helpless and reasonable reason. Otherwise, it is definitely not his usual style of a person who is eager to get rid of the super sad virgin!

"Du Meiyue, how many ways do you think you want to kill a person?" He suddenly asked a big question. Du Meiyue was not surprised at all, "Man or woman? The woman was stabbed to death with a knife. If a man had half of your sign, he would be caught alive and be a good match!"

It's just that Du Meiyue looked at him thoughtful and simply sat side by side with him in front of the fire with a rough wine bowl. "Hey, can you do a pen business?"

Yang Guang was stunned, "What business?"

Du Meiyue immediately stretched out her white little hand and pinched his handsome face hard, "It's very simple. You sleep with your aunt. My aunt promised to kill a person for you. Is it a deal?"

Yang Guang can't understand the boss's wife in front of her more and more. Who is she? How much do you know? Not only did she know the shadow bodyguards around the emperor in the palace, but now she knows that the people she wants to kill are definitely not simple, but she also takes the initiative to send them to the door to pick up the work? He stretched out his hand from the corners of his mouth and hugged the beauty into his arms. "Listen, it's all men's business to fight and kill those things. There are only two things women need to do. The first thing is to serve men to drink, and the second is to serve men to sleep. If you do these two well, you will be the best woman in the world!"

Du Meiyue was also stunned. She did it for no reason, but the guy in front of her actually refused? Not only have you deliberately refused to play with her, but also refused to kill for him? I really don't pay attention to her at all! Humph, who doesn't have secrets, who doesn't have the past, and who doesn't have stories?

Is it great that you, the second young master of a rich man, is hot-headed?

"Hey, good woman? Don't make such a joke. If my aunt is a good woman, there will be no bad woman in the world! Besides, it's tiring to be a good woman. It's not as good as my aunt's who is all over the world. I'm drunk today! Do you agree or not, but don't blame your aunt for not warning you. This is the only chance for your aunt to kill you!"

Yang Guang still shook his head and began to continue drinking. He couldn't see through Du Meiyue, Yuan Tiancan, and Yu Wenyun couldn't even see through his father Yang Jian, but what does it matter? If you want to kill someone, do you have to understand his heart first? Then he is not a killer but a psychologist, and he still plays with a ball!

"Du Meiyue, has a sex monk come to you recently?" He suddenly asked another question that he couldn't hit. Du Meiyue was shocked. Why was this rich man's thinking jump so big that she was not prepared at all.

"What monk? I haven't seen it!" She quickly and categorically vetoed it, but it was because she didn't want to veto it too quickly that made Yang Guang more suspicious. Because of the secrets that human beings wanted to keep, the outside world would always subconsciously deny it in the first reaction after stimulation.

It seems that Yuan Tiancan, a fake monk, still refused to be honest. Yang Guang suddenly found that he was completely consistent with this erotic monk at least in the point of killing Yu Wenyun. Both of them waited very strongly for Yu Wenyun, the bastard, to return to the west and then show their strength.

Huh? There is someone outside!

It snows in the middle of the night and there will never be friends to visit, not to mention that he has no friends at all. He quickly exchanged an understanding look with the drunken Du Meiyue next to him, and then divided the work left and right. The cat hid behind the door and waited for someone.

The person who came also seemed to know that he was seen, so he immediately recited the Buddha's name, "Oh, the second young master, it's me and I'm a monk. It won't just disturb the second young master's good deeds, will it?"

The shameless dead monk shouted that it was a good thing that disturbed others, but directly kicked the wooden door and broke in, "Ha ha, but it doesn't matter. The four monks are empty. Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The monk just passed by and came in to avoid the wind and snow. The two benefactors continue, as long as my monk doesn't exist!"

Yang Guang had to admit that the ability of the first demon in the ages to lie was by no means inferior to him. How could a storm come out of the wilderness in the middle of the night? Don't talk about it. It's clear that this demon took the initiative to come to the door. The colder Yang Guang is, the more he seems to have a good impression on Yang Guang, so sometimes even the monk is very cheap.

Yang Guang glanced at him contemptuously and sat back in place, "Aren't you still vulgar? Why did you lie to the monks everywhere again?

Yuan Tiang didn't care about his ridicour, because his attention was not on Yang Guang at all. A pair of bright big eyes had never left Du Meiyue's messy and beautiful body since he entered the house, and even his saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Good, good, monk, I'm a monk again. However, the second young master had better take it easy. At first glance, this woman is a born Y baby D woman. If the second young master is happy at night, you will be sucked dry and skinny! However, the Buddha said, whoever will go to hell if I don't go to hell, so the second young master, leave this harmful spirit to the monk. Good, good!"

Yang Guang looked up and laughed, "I'm sorry, sex monk, you're a little late again. I'm also occupying this young master! Young master, I don't care about money or reputation, but whoever dares to beat the young master and my woman's idea, hum, then he will definitely regret that his mother gave birth to him!"

Du Meiyue, who was just unscrupulously flirting with Yang Guang, suddenly became mute, and she sat straight, and her clothes had been neatly organized. She is like a good girl who doesn't go out of the door.

The monk sadly saw that the girl couldn't get it and immediately talked about the business. "Actually, the monk is here to say goodbye this time. Since the second young master doesn't like me, what else can I do with the monk? Either make a little money by giving someone a signature in Baoguang Temple all his life, or you have to vote for someone else. So after tossing and turning, the monk decided to choose the second way and turn to Bo'an Hou Yang Yong!"

The monk was clearly eager to be captured and retreated. Yang Guang didn't eat his way and waved his hand impatiently. Is that so? Congratulations, young master. I'm busy. Get out of here when you're done!"

The monk asked for fun, but he still had the cheek to refuse to leave. "Doesn't the second young master really regret it? Monk, I'm not a person with a false name. I'm afraid the second young master hasn't really seen it before!"

Yang Guang is even more disdainful, "Isn't it? So what do you think is the most important thing I want to do now?

The monk was stunned, and then took a meaningful look at Du Meiyue, who became a lady next to Yang Guang in a second. "Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it, and the secret of heaven can't be revealed!"

Yang Guangteng got up and kicked the demon four times, and then rushed up, punched, kicked and cursed, "Get out of here, get out of here, I don't want to see you anymore. Otherwise, if you hit it once, you won't even recognize your mother!"

Yuan Tiantong claimed to have practiced Shaolin's thirteen stunts since he was a child, but from the perspective of his performance, Yang Guang didn't see anything at all. Don't say anything about the internal strength of the golden bell covering iron cloth shirt. The only trick of this monk is to stretch out his hands to protect his face. You can do whatever you want in the rest of the place. It's actually similar to Yue Yunpeng who eats overlord's meal. The beauty of work. If it hadn't been for the disparity between the two, Yang Guang would have thought that they were good brothers of their compatriots!