Chapter 39: Talker

Yang Ling stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Bingqing's soft hand, and shouted slightly excitedly: "Auntie."
Xiao Bingqing smiled sweetly, then put the lotus soup on the desk in front of him, and said, "I'm still awake at this late? Is there something annoying?" She paused and said, "But don't care about you If you have anything to worry about, I first drank the lotus seed soup my aunt cooked for you."
Yang Ling nodded, he picked up the lotus soup and drank it quickly, and then said sincerely: "It's delicious. Auntie, if only I could drink your lotus soup forever."
A gleam of satisfaction and joy flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes, and then she said sadly: "What a silly boy. You are going to get married sooner or later. Will my aunt be by your side?"
Yang Ling said quickly, "No, auntie, I don't want to marry anyone except you. There is a woman in this world who can be one ten thousandth of you."
Xiao Bingqing smiled slightly and said, "You're talking nonsense again. I'm your aunt, don't be joking with your aunt."
Yang Ling looked up at Xiao Bingqing, but he seemed extremely serious. "Why should we care about these messy things? I only know that in this life I don't like other women except my aunt."
Xiao Bingqing's face was red, as red as a morning glow, as if drunk. She was a little flustered again for a while.
After a long while, Xiao Bingqing suddenly changed the subject and said: "Xiao Ling, what happened, tell my aunt. Maybe my aunt can help you."
Yang Ling also knew that auntie had a hurdle in her heart. Without getting entangled in this topic at the moment, he told all the things about Luo Jun at the moment. Yang Ling has been intimate with his aunt Xiao Bingqing since he was a child, so in front of Xiao Bingqing, he can feel weak and talk freely without any reservations.
After Yang Ling finished speaking, Xiao Bingqing quickly understood the joints. "Xiao Ling, are you planning to continue sending people to kill Luo Jun?" Xiao Bingqing asked.
Yang Ling said in a deep voice, "Luo Jun must die. If he doesn't die, this golden sign of the Laoshan Neijiaguan disciple will be a joke, and Yang Ling will also be a joke for me."
Xiao Bingqing groaned for a moment, and said, "No, you can't continue to send people to kill Luo Jun."
"Why?" Yang Ling asked immediately.
Xiao Bingqing said: "If this thing went smoothly. Thunderstorm and Lin Dong killed Jun Luo, then all traces will disappear quickly. But now Lin Dong is dead, but Luo Jun is intact. You are at the Southern Police Station. Traces have been left there. All kinds of signs can make people suspect you. If you take action again, people in Yanjing will notice you. At that time, if there is a high-level Yanjing who deliberately wants to deal with you, you will be very dangerous. ."
Yang Ling shivered immediately.
He knew that Auntie's analysis was very reasonable.
Over the years, Yang Ling has been very smooth. Because he did everything without leaking, the people above and below had nothing to say. But if one's actions are too arrogant, it will inevitably make people look upset.
Si Ye in the northeast was crazy enough, right?
He overtook the leader's car in the northeast, and has since attracted the attention of the leader. In the end, it didn't take long. Fourth Master Qiao was uprooted in the northeast.
Manpower cannot compete with the state machinery.
Yang Ling couldn't help but get upset and said, "Auntie, what do you think I should do now?"
Xiao Bingqing smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Ling, you are the smartest. Now it's just dazzled by anger. You calm down, think about it, and you will find a way."
After Yang Ling heard the words, he fell into deep thought.
After a long while, he said: "Yes."
Xiao Bingqing said with satisfaction: "Tell me about it."
Yang Ling said, "Through various relationships, Luo Jun was convicted. After Luo Jun is actually in prison, he will be attacked in prison. If Luo Jun escapes, then I would better send someone to kill him."
Xiao Bingqing said: "Yes, this is the best. You can't rush everything."
Yang Ling was caressed, and now he let out a long sigh of relief. He suddenly got up, grabbed Xiao Bingqing's waist, and kissed Xiao Bingqing's red lips. "Thank you, auntie. If you are not by my side, I must make mistakes often. So you can't leave me."
Xiao Bingqing blushed immediately, and she said, "Quickly let go of my aunt, you are such a big person, how come you are still so young."
Yang Ling smiled, he just wanted to deliberately take advantage of Xiao Bingqing. After that, he let go.
In fact, Xiao Bingqing knew it well, and the two of them were enjoying and ambiguous.
Later, Xiao Bingqing said again: "Well, it's getting late, I'm going to rest."
Yang Ling said, "I will send you off."
Xiao Bingqing stomped slightly and said, "No!" This stomping style made people intoxicated.
Yang Ling couldn't help but stare.
Xiao Bingqing turned and left.
There is a loft in the Yang Family Mansion, which resembles a castle in the sky. The shape is beautiful and luxurious.
Inside the attic is like a palace, and inside is Xiao Bingqing's residence.
Yang Ling had taken great pains for this aunt.
Xiao Bingqing returned to the attic. The floor of the attic was covered with a snow-white swan feather blanket. Stepping on it barefoot, it felt so comfortable.
At this moment, there is no light in the attic.
It was dark.
The first thing Xiao Bingqing came in was to take off his shoes and step on barefoot. Then, she took off the cheongsam again, revealing the perfect figure inside.
She is wearing a purple three-point pose, and her figure is extremely beautiful.
But at this moment, her face suddenly changed. Because she found out that there was a man sitting in front of the bed.
Just for a moment, her body flickered like electricity. In less than a second, she was already wearing a set of purple pajamas and her belt was tied.
"Why are you here?" Xiao Bingqing looked at the man in front of the bed with cold eyes.
The man in front of the bed looked like he was only in his twenties, but his hair was all white. White inch, black suit.
He is Xiao Bingqing's senior brother, Shura.
Xiuluo smiled slightly, he looked at Xiao Bingqing and said, "Junior sister, sister, your figure is getting better and better. Even brother, I can't help but feel tempted for you."
An anger flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes.
Shura said again: "But your cultivation seems to have regressed a bit. You haven't noticed me after I have been in for so long."
Xiao Bingqing snorted coldly, she knew it was not her cultivation base that had regressed. It's that my senior brother is too perverted, and his cultivation has reached a level of harmony, integrating with space and environment.
Wherever he is, it will make people feel right.
This is also the reason why Xiao Bingqing didn't notice it for a while.
"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing?" Xiao Bingqing said coldly.
Shura smiled faintly, and said, "Master wants you to go back. It has been long enough for you to run out. Is it possible that you really want to have and be with your nephew? Can you afford this person? Can their Yang family afford this? people?"
An anger flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes, and said, "You better pay attention when you speak."
Shura said: "You can do it, can't I say it, brother? You still go back with me obediently, Master has arranged that you want you to marry me. This is your life!"
"Don't think about it!" Xiao Bingqing said coldly, "I will never marry you."
Shura laughed and said, "Really? This is what the master meant. If you go against the meaning of the master, it is not good to say that there are consequences! I will ask you again, whether to leave or not, if not, I will go back Report it to Master."
A look of fear flashed in Xiao Bingqing's eyes. She pondered for a moment, and said, "I will go to see Master with you."
Shura smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's right!"
Yang Ling went to see Xiao Bingqing for the first time the next morning. In the past mornings, he had drilled into Xiao Bingqing's attic early, and he could always see some spring light, or he could find a chance to be intimate with Xiao Bingqing for a while. This is Yang Ling's most enjoyable moment.
But today is a little different. After he came in, he found that the attic was empty.
"Auntie?" For an instant, Yang Ling felt an unprecedented panic in her heart. He subconsciously felt that Xiao Bingqing was not getting up to wash. He walked quickly to the makeup, and immediately saw a note on the makeup.
Xiao Bing's handwriting is on the note.
"Xiao Ling, the teacher is calling, my aunt needs to go back. I will come back immediately after finishing the work, don't hang up!"
Yang Ling's face turned green, even though she knew that the aunt was fine. Although I knew my aunt would come back, but I won't see my aunt for a while. How can he endure this lovesickness.
Auntie is mysterious and kind in Yang Ling's memory. When he was young, the family was extremely strict with him. Auntie only appears occasionally, her teacher is very mysterious. My aunt hurts herself every time, and she takes a bath with herself at night.
Later, he fell in love with his aunt. My aunt will always treat him best.
He ignores those worldly taboos, everything is bullshit, he only needs to be with his aunt.
Over the years, he has cleansed himself up and has never treated other women with rhetoric, just for the aunt.
Not to mention these, Yang Ling carefully packed the note. His mood this morning was extremely bad.
Subsequently, Yang Ling left the attic. He asked the housekeeper of the Yang family's residence to clean up the attic and not to damage the layout of the facade.
After doing all this, Yang Ling began to care about Luo Jun's affairs. In his heart, Luo Jun is a nasty fly. The aunt is his most important existence.
Yang Ling was eating breakfast in the study, and he learned that Luo Jun was still being held in the detention room of the Southern District Police Station. Later, he asked his subordinates to pay close attention to and set up all the relations on the beach, so that Luo Jun must be sent to jail.
It was also at this time that an unexpected phone call came in.
When Yang Ling saw the phone number, he was slightly startled, and then his whole body became serious. Because the call was made by the retired director of the Municipal Public Security Department Hua Tianlong.
Although the old man Hua Tianlong has retired, there are many students in the city and he is very respected and respected. What's more, Mr. Hua himself is an upright person and he has a reputation in the city and even in the province.
Yang Ling naturally did not dare to offend Mr. Hua.
He pondered for a moment and connected the phone.
"Is it Mr. Yang?" Father Hua said with a hearty smile.
Yang Ling immediately said respectfully: "Master Hua, you are too polite, you just call me Xiao Yang."
Father Hua naturally wouldn't call Xiao Yang carelessly. He chuckled and said, "Mr. Yang, take the liberty to call you today, I hope you don't blame it!"
Yang Ling said, "Where is it. The younger generation should go to visit you early. It is the honor of the younger generation to call the younger generation."
Mr. Hua said, "Mr. Yang, you are too modest." He paused, and then said, "I set up a table in the Watson Hotel at noon. I want to invite Mr. Yang to dinner. I don’t know Mr. Yang. Can't show a face."
Yang Ling suddenly stunned, and he immediately understood what was going on.
It must be Foshan Wu Wanghuo Tianzong who found Father Hua and came to see himself through his relationship.
At this moment, Yang Ling certainly couldn't refuse Mr. Hua. He pondered for a moment, and said, "Master, I will definitely be at the Watson Hotel at noon. But the premise is that I must pay for this table. Otherwise I dare not come!"
Father Hua laughed and said, "Well, I will listen to Mr. Yang."
Yang Ling said again: "Also, old man, just call me Xiao Yang, and then call me Manager Yang, I don't think I dare to breathe."
"Hahaha..." Old man Hua laughed.
Then, the two hung up.
The humble color on Yang Ling's face immediately disappeared, and a gloomy color and anger flashed in his eyes.