Chapter 630: : Jiang Moran's rent

There is a silver needle pierced in Huayeshen's Guanyuan acupoint, and he is usually careful not to touch it. It hurts to walk, let alone being kicked by someone?
That kind of pain is no longer what words can describe.
The scream she uttered also lost the voice that a human should have.
I exhausted my whole body's strength to dilute the pain with screams, but only cried like a cat just a few days old.
King Xuanyuan, who was condescendingly looking at her, looked at her with interest, with "pure" gloating in his gleaming eyes.
It was as if the scream of Hua Ye Shen, which was 10,000 times more painful than death, was the sound of nature he admired most.
Since it is the sound of nature, how can you be satisfied if you only listen to it once?
The big beads of sweat rolled from Hua Yeshen's forehead, and his body suddenly bent backwards. As soon as he slowly landed on the platform, he kicked it over again.
This time he used a lot more strength than last time.
The pain Hua Ye Shen suffered was naturally magnified several times, and he couldn't even make a scream, only instinctively trembling violently.
She did not respond with a scream, which made King Xuanyuan a little disappointed, and raised her foot again, increasing her strength again.
Hua Ye Shen wanted to die.
No matter how you die, as long as you can die.
By the way, she had no strength to suffer from the severe pain. She wanted to bite her tongue and kill herself, but she could only make a weak lips like a fish out of the water.
The tears were not controlled by strength, like the flood that opened the gate, rushed down.
"Why don't you scream? Doesn't it hurt anymore?"
King Xuanyuan kicked out a little curiously. After seeing no response from Hua Ye Shen, he squatted down, bent his right middle finger, and lightly flicked the tail of the silver needle that was half an inch outside.
His action finally succeeded in satisfying the voice he wanted to hear.
The scream that Huaye God made this time was no longer her body, it should be her soul.
King Xuanyuan was very happy, just like a child finally found the most fun toy, flicking the tail of the needle with his fingers.
Hua Ye Shen stopped calling again.
Her soul had also been tortured to exhaustion by King Xuanyuan, and the pupils in her eyes began to slowly spread.
She clearly felt that she began to float in the clouds again, the blossoming white clouds were like cotton wool, which was very comfortable to wrap around.
The warm sun sprinkled from above the clouds, and it was very comfortable on the body, just like a mother's hand, caressing the baby's small body in her arms, gently making her sleep.
Wake up no more.
King Xuanyuan didn't want her to sleep forever.
He tortured her only because she betrayed him, and because she thought her screams were so nice.
If people die, it's no fun.
In the eyes of the four goddesses, the silver needle, which was more terrifying than the bone-attached maggot, was easily taken out by King Xuanyuan. He took out a small black sachet from his body and used long small fingernails to pick out one. Little 嘬 powder.
This powder is the color of egg yolk. Although it is only a tiny bit, it emits a good musky scent, but it can spread far away with the wind.
She pinched Hua Ye Shen's mouth with her left hand, and flicked the little finger of her right hand, and the powder was bounced into her mouth.
After closing her chin, King Xuanyuan stopped taking care of her, got up and walked to the guardrail, and looked at the Spark World below with his hands on his back, his eyes full of intoxication.
No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see enough of this Huaxia Shengjing.
Whether it is daytime or night.
If there really is a fairyland in the world, then he would say that he is now in the fairyland.
After mortals came to the immortal territory, they were unwilling to return to the mortal world.
In the days since he entered the world, he slept very little, at most two hours a day.
Almost all the time, he used to appreciate the world, and he was reluctant to sleep.
Although he admired the look of the world, he was in a daze.
Many times, he was watching, watching, and fell asleep standing.
When the night wind with the chill of winter blew his bright white hair and covered his cheeks, he had already snored softly.
With his hands still behind his back, his waist was straight like a javelin.
The person who snored softly was not only him, but also Hua Ye Shen.
This was the sweetest time she slept after being calculated by Zhanxing God, without any pain, the muscles and nerves of the whole body were relaxed to the maximum, and the physiological function of being tortured by viciousness was in her sweet sleep. The speed is recovering.
She was dreaming.
Dreamed of Helan Fusu.
His face was shyly leaning in his arms.
He cupped her chin in both hands and slowly raised her face.
In this way, they can face each other, very affectionate.
She smiled shyly, and when she lowered her eyelashes, Helan Fusu slowly lowered her head and kissed her lips.
She opened her eyes when her eyelashes like the wings of a black butterfly quivered slightly.
Suddenly, he realized that the man who had slowly caught her red lips was no longer Helan Fusu.
It's Li Nanfang.
Li Nanfang yawned and shed tears. He held the steering wheel with his left hand and took out the cigarette with his right hand. He cursed something in a low voice.
He was puzzled. He had just slept like a pig for fourteen hours, and not long after waking up, why was he sleepy again?
In fact, this is normal.
If a person wakes up from too long a sleep, not only will they not feel more energetic, but will become more lethargic.
Just like a person with a hangover, he will have a splitting headache and listlessness when he wakes up, but after just a few more drinks, his head will be much better.
Do you want to welt the car and squint again?
Li Nanfang raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned again. This thought just came to his mind-----slammed the brake.
All the sleepiness, followed by the person who suddenly emerged from the ground, stopped in front of the car and disappeared whizzingly.
"Fuck, don't come to me if you want to die. You guys drive a broken box, okay?"
Li Nanfang cursed, lifted the handbrake, opened the door and jumped down.
He wants to see who this pretender is.
Suddenly he appeared in front of his car and didn't say anything. He turned his back with his hands and back to the front of the car, with his head held up high and made a disgusting look.
If he didn't use his fist to teach him a lesson, it is estimated that Li Nanfang would not forgive himself in his life.
"Hey, you special----"
Li Nanfang jumped out of the car, opened his mouth angrily, just about to explode, but immediately shut up.
Give him two more courages, and he dare not scold this person.
It seems that no one has ever dared to scold him in front of Jing Hongming.
Even if the old lady Lin was in a mess, she didn't dare.
Some people are born with a temperament that needs to be awed by others.
Since I can't scold or do anything, the only thing Li Nanfang can do is to accompany his smiling face to show his filial piety: "Ten Uncle Jinghong, the temperature is low in the middle of the night. If you are not at home with my Aunt Wang, how can you be independent on the street?"
"Do you think I don't want to go home?"
Jing Hong didn't look back, and in his indifferent tone, there was a grudge that shouldn't be there: "It's been ten years. As long as I am in Jinghua, as long as I can go home and rest, even if it is only half an hour, I will Home."
Li Nanfang looked up at the sky, and felt that it was at least four hours before dawn. He didn't go home to accompany his wife, and came here to stand on the street. What does it mean?
"I have no extra beds in my house."
"Uh, Tenth Uncle Jinghong, you are not suggesting to me, let me buy furniture for you?"
Li Nanfang has some second-in-law monks who are confused.
He really didn't understand how Jing Hongming could say such things.
"After the son got married, he and his daughter-in-law moved to Northern Province."
Jing Hongming turned around, looked at Li Nanfang, and seriously explained: "Even if they come back during the holidays, they will not stay at home, but in a hotel. It is also famous for providing a complete world of two for our old couple. . So, our house has only one bed."
Li Nanfang became more and more confused, and blinked, "So what?"
"so what?"
When Jing Hongming spoke again, the decibels increased a lot, and he was also deeply dissatisfied: "You actually told me, so what!"
After seeing his tendency to get angry, Li Nanfang took two steps back subconsciously, just about to say whether your old man’s brain was flooded, and your family only had a bed. Why did you want to tell me? What came to mind.
Jiang Moran.
The night before yesterday, Li Nanfang was in favor of Jiang Moran, but he was directly against Jinghua Lin's family. This provokes Mrs. Lin to go out in person. When someone almost smashed her head into a rotten watermelon with a cane, Hua Ye Shen appeared in time.
These are not important.
The important thing is that, in order to ensure the absolute safety of Jiang Moran and let Li Nanfang worry about his own affairs, Mrs. Jing Hong offered to take Dr. Jiang home as a company.
This is what Li Nanfang could not ask for.
Otherwise, he could not rest assured that Jiang Moran would stay in Jinghua alone.
No one, after thinking of the location of Jing Hongming, would not consider how many beds his house had.
Ordinary people’s homes basically prepare guest rooms, aren’t they?
The magnificent head of the Supreme Security Bureau, still lack a small bed for Jiang Moran at home?
joke.
But obviously, Jing Hongming didn't seem to be joking.
After Jiang Moran went to his house, he could only live with Mrs. Jing Hong, but Jing Hong could not ----
"Uncle Ten, you are too, too picky, right?"
Li Nanfang, who had figured out what was going on, almost stared out of his eyes: "A person as big as you is so stingy that there is only one bed in the house. If you want to tell this, who will believe it?"
Jing Hongming's face looked bad: "Do you think I'm farting?"
Li Nanfang shook his hand quickly and retreated decisively in time.
Sure enough, Jing Hongming's right foot swept across his pants.
In the eyes of outsiders, Jing Hongming never laughed, let alone acted on anyone.
However, Li Nanfang knew very well that, like Ye Xiaodao, in the eyes of several birdmen in Lao Longteng, he was like a bag of air.
Seeing the Shouqi bag but not moving, it is like an alcoholic who sees the national wine in stock for sixty years, but does not drink for a reason. It is uncomfortable to die.
Worthy of being a famous person.
After Jing Hongming kicked the air, he didn't get too far, just snorted: "When my son was born, it was difficult to give birth. Your Aunt Wang almost folded on it, I am very guilty. Just after she woke up from danger, I was right. She made a lifetime promise."
A bed for a lifetime.
For a lifetime, as long as you can go home, you won't be outside anymore.
This is Jing Hongming's promise to his wife.
It sounds ridiculous.
However, with the sweet warmth, Li Nanfang couldn't laugh out loud, so he only bent over and bowed deeply to him.
Jing Hongming didn't buy it very much: "Do you think you can make me feel at ease to break my promise by bowing to me?"
Li Nanfang sighed, "Oh. What can I do to make you feel at ease?"
"It is said that."
Jing Hongming thought for a while, and then said, "You drove out a piece of century jade in Burma Gray Valley?"
Li Nanfang trembled several times on his cheeks, and then said cheerfully: "Uncle Ten, I personally think that Jiang Moran can't live in your house for nothing. If so, I will contribute the jade of the century and count it as a She lives in your rent, right."
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