Chapter 148: We Can Conclude

Zhou Qing looked at the mess in the house, and his eyes were dark, "You just played against him, can you tell who his teacher is?"

There are many gangs in the rivers and lakes, and Leng Moyan takes over the Hongmen, but Kung Fu is not Hongmen's move.

I haven't been able to find any news about Leng Moyan, so I can only check it out from the Kung Fu gang.

Ah Zhong tried his best to put away his anger and began to recall his tricks.

In fact, there are no correct tricks. Obviously, Leng Mo Yan tried most of the tests, and did not use the trump card.

He said: "I can't think of it for the time being, but my subordinates have written down his moves, and I will wait for my subordinates to go back and check to see if there are any clues."

Zhou Qing snorted, not in a hurry, and let Ah Zhong go down.

A servant and a maid came to clean up the study. Zhou Qing stood in front of the broken window. Suddenly, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

His eyes were cold, and even his smile was cold.

After Shen Juncheng went back, he didn't disturb anyone. When he landed in Fengting Shuixie, he first went to the side room to change his clothes.

When changing clothes, there was a sudden change in the chest, and the color of the eyes that were suppressed by taking the medicine slowly returned to the original light color.

He hurriedly gave himself a pulse, and Gu Po was a little restless.

Is it because of the right move with Ah Zhong?

Ah Zhong's strength should not be underestimated. When he escaped with the last move, he used 80% of his strength. Few people can make him take a move with such force.

That Zhou Qing, it seems necessary to check it out.

He calmly gathered his anger, suppressed the restlessness of Gu worm, and then heaved a sigh of relief, put on his white pajamas, and pushed open the door.

Chaosheng stood outside the door and asked with concern, "Master, are you alright?"

Shen Juncheng shook his head, "Instruct Boyan to focus on Zhou Qing, and also the A Zhong beside him."

That Ah Zhong's kung fu is very barbaric. So far, he has never encountered such a style of play of Ah Zhong.

The tide takes the lead.

Shen Juncheng pushed open the door and entered.

The sleeping holes of the two doormaids were undone by the sound of the tide, and they still slept soundly by the door.

The room was silent and the curtains fell.

Pulling open the tent, a faint and warm fragrance hits, inexplicably, Shen Juncheng has a trace of peace of mind.

Finally, when I came back late at night, there was someone by my side.

When he lay down, he untied her sleeping hole, and Su Anan just turned over, with a thin arm resting on his waist.

Shen Juncheng didn't move, she slept dishonestly and greedy for cold.

Perhaps it was related to the poison in his body, his body temperature was always low, and therefore, he was attracting her unconsciously, and every time she was next to him, she didn't move around.

Having slept together for several days, Shen Juncheng was already used to it, and let her rub her over, finally arching in his arms, resting on his arms, and falling asleep.

His nightgown was too big, and her neckline was rolled loose by her, revealing rounded shoulders.

He lowered his eyes and chose to reach out to help her cover it.

This time, she noticed the pendant on her neck again.

On the wedding night, the butterfly jade pendant she picked up nervously, and then saw her hanging around her neck, probably because she was afraid of losing it.

Who gave it, she is so precious?

That Liu Yiran? Or her relatives?

Thinking of Liu Yiran, he frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, picked up the jade pendant and looked at it.

The jade white is transparent, the butterfly carving is lifelike, and the tentacles are warm, dyeing her body temperature.

This kind of quality jade, Liu Yiran's poor boy will not have it, it should be given by his relatives, right?

The eyebrows gradually stretched again, and he put the jade pendant back and embraced her to sleep.

The silence of the night can be heard falling needles.

The shallow breath fell on his ears, and the fragrance in the account was like poisoned smoke, which penetrated into his breath in every way.

The suppressed Gu worms under the bloodline seemed to be agitated again.

In an instant, a lot of messy pictures flashed in my mind, including the picture of him killing people, the picture of practicing martial arts, and the picture of the erotic palace that I had inadvertently seen before.

They were disturbed and hurriedly skipped, and finally it was fixed on that night in Shenzhuang...

That night, she was hit with cold poison. That night, she thought she was her relative, and tried to drill into his arms.

Thin arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

Tightly, you can feel her softness and curves, and the delicate touch of the creamy skin passing from the palm of your hand.

Shen Juncheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes turning red.

He knew that Gu Po was restless again.

I'm definitely not going to be able to sleep tonight.

Just as she was about to get up and go to the side room, she was caught off guard when she mumbled, "Awang, don't go..."

Her arms around his waist tightened, as if trying to hold on to something, "Don't go..."

Although he was asleep, he was keenly aware that there was a trace of sadness and nostalgia in her ravings.

Who is Awang?

Why don't you let him go?

Is it the one who gave her the jade pendant?

She shouted so intimately, who is it, who is it?

For a time, Shen Juncheng only felt his blood surging, and his mind was confused.

Su An'an was dreaming that silly Awang ran back again, wagging her tail and begging for meat. The next second, she felt a weight on her body, and then a questioning voice came to her ears.

"Who is he?"

Her wrist was aching slightly, she opened her eyes at once, subconsciously trying to break free.

But it was useless, her wrist was firmly grasped, and she couldn't move.

"Who is Awang?"

He asked again, the tone was very low, and the low tone made Su Anan shudder subconsciously, and there was no sleepiness at all.

Just noticed what's going on now.

Shen Juncheng actually pressed her down, with a thin anger in his light-colored eyes, and grabbed her arm and asked, who is Ngawang?

For a while, she didn't know whether to answer the question first or let Shen Jun go on.

Her face turned red instantly, she was only stunned for a moment, and he asked again: "Who is it?"

"You just called him in your dream."

Su Anan swallowed her saliva, inexplicably a little timid, and whispered, "Yes, a dog that my concubine raised as a child..."

"My concubine just had a dream, and I dreamed that Nga Wang ran away with someone else, maybe, maybe he called out its name unconsciously."

Su Anan had a dog when he was a child. The dog he liked very much died. For some reason, he had a dream tonight.

Hearing that it was a dog, Shen Juncheng was obviously stunned.

Then she slowly released her wrist, tried her best to suppress her restless emotions, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

He thought Awang was a man.

Su Anan immediately rubbed his wrists and shook his head, thinking, did he think he was calling other men in his dreams?

Is... jealous?

I don't know his inner thoughts. Su Anan thinks it may be a matter of face. After all, who can bear to call someone else's name in his wife's dream.

She glanced at him quietly, and then noticed... He was still pressing herself.

Wanting to get him down, she moved her legs to remind him.

For a moment, the two froze in place.

Su An'an clutched her wrist, her whole body was stunned, her eyelashes blinked and blinked, like a dense brush, affecting people's hearts and enticing people to touch them.

"Husband, husband, it's night, it's time to rest."

Her voice was soft, shy and trembling.

Shen Juncheng snorted, the tips of his ears were red and his eyes were red, but he didn't move.

Suddenly, cool fingertips brushed across her face, causing Su An'an's back to go numb.