Chapter 29 Who touches my father-in-law

"The last group of Shangguan Feihong vs. An Zhiping."

Shangguan Feihong is the man in white. This man does not look impatient. He does not jump on the stage like others, but steps to the martial arts stage. It can be seen that this person is extremely stable, and Ling Tianhong can't help nodding with admiration.

An Zhiping jumped on the stage. His handsome facial features were like carving, with a light smile on the corners of his mouth. Under a pair of sword eyebrows was a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which looked like a wanderer.

Two people have one knife and one sword. Shangguan Feihong is a sword, and An Zhiping is a knife.

A breeze blew by, and An Zhiping gently lifted the bangs in front of his forehead, shook his head gracefully, and launched the offensive.

An Zhiping waved his knife and acted as fast as a cheetah. The knife burst into dazzling silver light, and the blade hit Shangguan Feihong's chest.

Shangguan Feihong stared coldly at An Zhiping, who cut at him. Just as the blade was about to reach his chest, he flashed sideways and dodged the knife.

The crowd below couldn't help pinching a cold sweat for him, and at the same time marveled at his light skills.

Seeing that he avoided the knife so lightly and quickly, An Zhiping also turned around, cut it side with the knife, and kicked it out under his feet. Seeing that Shangguan Feihong waved his sword to resist, he turned to pick the knife from the bottom to the top, trying to open his long sword, but he didn't think that he would kick it out quickly under his feet, so he had to jump up and split a knife from mid-air.

Shangguan Feihong's speed was also extremely fast. He withdrew a few feet at one point. An Zhiping cut into the air with a knife, and then jumped to his side and slashed his head with a knife. Seeing that Shangguan Feihong was fierce, he couldn't help raising his sword to dock. Suddenly, the sword collided and sparks splashed everywhere.

Ling Tianhong watched the two fight attentively, but did not notice that a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at him not far away. This woman was Zhou Wanting, the only daughter of Zhou Yuanwai. She has been spoiled to be raised like a man since she was a child. She can't do anything about it, but she has also learned a good swordsmanship.

When Mr. Zhou saw his daughter winced at him, he left the table and walked to his daughter. Zhou Wanting said something in her father's ear. Zhou Yuanwai frowned in embarrassment and walked back to his position and sat down.

On the stage, Shangguan Feihong and An Zhiping fought very fiercely. At this time, Zhou Yuanwai had no intention to watch the martial arts competition, and he was thinking about how to let the bodyguard come to his home and match the beautiful story of the little girl.

Zhou Yuanwai knows too much about her daughter's temper. She will do whatever she wants to achieve her goal. It's better to try according to her request, so as not to make her lose face.

Ling Tianhong looked at the two, An Zhiping's knife cut them together, but caused Shangguan Feihong to retreat several steps. Therefore, according to his knife skills, his internal strength must be profound; while Shangguan Feihong is better than An Zhiping in light kung fu.

The two are also between the two, and it is difficult to give up.

Seeing that his internal strength was not as strong as An Zhiping, Shangguan Feihong stopped touching him, but instead used his light spiritual advantage to deal with him.

A seemingly extremely elegant swordsmanship was used, and he slapped An's right arm very quickly. The knife in An's hand shook, and then the long sword shining with cold light had been set on his neck; the action became chic and clean.

Shangguan Feihong won this game.

Fu Shaoqing took over the list handed to him by Ling Tianhong and announced: "Wu Dayu, Ma Yingjie, Wang Yue, Nangong Ming, Changsun Hao, Shangguan Feihong and An Zhiping, you guys can stay, and the others can disperse."

"Dear gentlemen, I have prepared a little water and wine. Please come to the humble house and the newly selected bodyguards." Zhou Yuanwai sincerely invited me.

It was difficult to be merciful, and the group of people arrived at Zhou's house.

Zhou Yuan's family is the largest family in Wuzhou City. Everyone knows that he only has one daughter, and his appearance is outstanding. She almost broke the threshold of the Zhou family, but she didn't like her.

There are two tables of banquets in the hall, one table for players and one table for officials.

After three rounds of drinking, he was a little drunk. At this time, Zhou Yuanwai asked his daughter Zhou Manting to come out to say hello to everyone.

Zhou Manting stared at Ling Tianhong with a pair of beautiful eyes. People with bright eyes could see that she was interested in him, but he was not aware of it.

After Ling Tianhong was drunk, Zhou asked someone to help him to rest in the guest room; the other seven players were also arranged by him to rest in other guest rooms.

There are only two father and daughter left in the living room.

"Daughter, are you sure you want to do this? In case... It doesn't sound good to spread it out. Zhou Yuanwai is still a little worried. In case it doesn't work out, it's a matter of discredit.

"Bell him to my room. When he wakes up, the rice will be cooked. At that time, his father will make a noise and he can't rely on the debt." Zhou Manting said proudly.

"It's worthy of being the daughter of my Zhou Changgeng. I can think of this kind of bad move." Zhou Yuanwai curled his lips and shook his head,

"Dad..." Zhou Manting said coquettishly, "When the rice has become a cook, he will say a few words for you in front of the emperor. Isn't it..."

"What's good about being an official? It's better to be as relaxed as your father.

"Yes, yes, yes... What Dad said is... So tonight...?" Zhou Manting took her father's hand and acted coquettishly.

"You..." Zhou Changgeng dotingly pointed his daughter's forehead: "Go back to your room and get ready."

"Thank you... Dad, Zhou Wanting ran back to the room.

Zhou Changgeng sighed helplessly and shook his head. What's the matter? He actually conspired with his daughter to do this: "A Yong... A Yong..."

"Here we go... Coming... What's the matter, sir? A Yong ran over in a hurry.

"Follow me, just don't talk too much." Zhou Changgeng led A Yong to Ling Tianhong's guest room, looked at no one at the door, and then dodged in.

"A Yong, carry the bodyguard to the young lady's room."

"Ah?" A Yong was honestly stunned.

"What are you still doing? Carry him to the lady's room." Zhou Changgeng urged A Yong, who was stunned, to be stunned. This dead A Yong's head was not smart at all.

A Yong carried Ling Tianhong, who was drunk to death, and went to the lady's room.

Pushing away the young lady's room, he saw that she was already waiting in the room, and he didn't know where to put Ling Tianhong behind his back.

"Put it on **." Zhou Manting helped him put Ling Tianhong on her **.

"Daughter, you can do the rest by yourself. Dad will come back tomorrow morning." After saying that, Zhou Changgeng left with A Yong.

"Ayong, do you know that you should keep your mouth shut tomorrow?" Zhou Changgeng turned his head and told the honest A Yong.

"Yes, sir." As a little person, he naturally understands how to do what he shouldn't say.

Zhou Manting closed the door, sat by the bed and looked at his handsome face, and her heart jumped wildly. She reached out and brushed the bangs on his forehead, couldn't help lowering her head and kissing him on the forehead, and then shyly turned her head aside.

Seeing that he was still asleep without moving, he stretched out his trembling hand to untie his belt, slowly opened his robe, took off his robe and threw it on the ground by the bed, with only a pair of underwear underneath.

For the first time to stay in a bed with a man so close, Zhou Manting was shy and excited. She took off her coat, only a belly pocket and a pair of shorts, trembled and stretched out his arms and lay in his arms.

Zhou Manting smelled the wine on his body, reached out and touched his face, and watched him fall asleep unconsciously.

Long Yaner appeared when she saw her asleep and angrily drew a charm on her face to make her sleep.

patted Ling Tianhong's face: "Grandma, Grandpa, wake up quickly."

I didn't see that he woke up very drunk, so I had to blow a fairy breath on his face and suddenly woke him up: "Looking at Yan'er with an angry face, I don't understand what's going on."

Ling Tianhong sat up with a headache on his head and said, "Yan'er, why are you here?"

"If I don't come again, you will be eaten." Long Yaner looked at him angrily and amusedly.

"Ah?" Ling Tianhong looked at his pair of shorts and couldn't remember what had happened before for a moment. Then he turned around and saw that Miss Zhou was still lying beside him. This shock was so shocking that he almost fell to the ground from the edge of the bed.

Long Yaner held him in time.

"Yan'er... I..." Ling Tianhong pointed to himself and Miss Zhou and said inarticulately, "I... She..."

"Stop it. Yan'er understands that she can't drink like this in the future. She doesn't know if she is designed." Long Yaner picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on for him.

"Yan'er..." Ling Tianhong grabbed her hand dressing him: "Pay attention to your husband in the future, this time..."

Long Yaner smiled and said, "Go back to your room! I'll deal with it here, and I'll come to you later.

Ling Tianhong returned to his guest room and lay down, waiting for Long Yaner.

Long Yaner saw that Tianhong returned to the room and came to Zhou Changgeng's room. He said a spell. Zhou Changgeng got up like a sleepwalker. He came to his daughter's room, picked up **'s daughter, and came to An Zhiping's room. After putting her next to him, he closed the door and returned to his room to lie down. Down.

Long Yaner sneered and said, "I'm going to think of my father-in-law Tianhong. I will definitely want you to repent." After saying that, he cast a spell on An Zhiping, and his hand waved the bed mantle and fell down.

** Immediately there was a movement, and Long Yaner closed the door with a smile and retreated to Ling Tianhong's room.

"Gong-in-law..." Long Yaner sat down in Ling Tianhong's **.

"Madam..." Ling Tianhong hugged her in his arms. If it weren't for Yan'er today, you can imagine what kind of predicament he would fall into tomorrow. He just blamed himself for being careless and not sure about the amount of alcohol.

"The father-in-law doesn't need to say more. Yan'er understands that in the future, the father-in-law must understand that the world is dangerous and dangerous everywhere. If you drink with others, you can get drunk, but you have to wake up." Long Yaner leaned against his arms and drew circles on his chest.

Ling Tianhong grabbed her little hand and put it on his chest and looked at her affectionately: "Yan'er, thank you for helping me once and again."

"You are my husband. I won't help you. Who can I help?" Long Yaner stretched out her other hand and stroked his face: "My husband is Yaner's. Whoever touches my husband, I will be anxious with her, and I will definitely not make her feel good."

"Yan'er, you don't want..." Ling Tianhong looked at her with a smile, and he knew that she had made trouble again.

Long Yaner stretched out her hand and covered his mouth to prevent him from continuing to say, "There will be a good show tomorrow. It's time for my husband to go to bed." With that, he blushed and took off his coat for him.