My monsters are going to heaven

The dining table in the courtyard was messed up, only the dish reserved for Kimporo was neatly placed there.

Sister Chen specially reserved a few of each dish and put them on the plate.

"Is Ah Jin lost somewhere?" Zhao Yuzhen finally couldn't help expressing her concern after eating enough.

"How can you get lost in this palm-sized place?" Lu Yiming mocked.

It's not that he's exaggerating. There are only about [-] households in this village, one family after another, and you can walk to the end of one road.

"Where is Young Master Jin from?" Uncle Ding's fourth daughter, Ding Xiang, interjected with bright eyes, "You look so foreign." After thinking about it, she added shyly, "It's pretty."

Seeming to see through the mind of this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, the whole table laughed tacitly.

Sister Chen replied, "Is it from Tianjin?" She looked at Lu Yiming with a questioning look.

Lu Yiming responded vaguely.

Ding Xiang's 12-year-old sister, Ding Ye, bit her chopsticks and looked at Lu Yiming, and said crisply, "Master Lu is also pretty."

Ding Xiang patted the back of her head and said in a low voice, "Master Lu has brought Ms. Zhao here."

Ding Ye laughed: "Miss Zhao is also pretty!" After speaking, he glanced at Sister Chen, and quickly added: "Sister Chen is also pretty! Everyone is pretty!"

The people at the table laughed lightly again.

"Uncle Ding and Aunt Ding must have looked pretty good when they were young, and they gave birth to younger sisters, all of whom are juicy." Sister Chen, who was very beautiful in her heart, covered her mouth and smiled, "By the way, our Young Master Jin is not married yet."

Hearing these words, Ding Xiang's big eyes became brighter.

Lu Yiming almost spit out the half-swallowed meal, and he glared at Sister Chen.

Has she become addicted to being a matchmaker recently?Still mess up mandarin ducks.

Seeing that Lu Yiming's expression was not right, Sister Chen quickly asked, "Hey, is it... Married?"

"Oh, I'm not married. It seems that I have been engaged." Lu Yiming made up his habit, and no one verified it anyway.

As for that monster Kimporo, it's better not to harm other girls' families, otherwise, wouldn't it scare people to death if he gave birth to a freak.

Little Dingxiang drooped her eyelashes slightly disappointed.

"Why haven't I heard him mention it? What kind of girl is she?" Sister Chen asked with great interest.

Lu Yiming pretended to be mysterious: "Anyway, it's just beautiful, and there is no girl in Qingquan County who can compare."

"Do you have any photos?" Zhao Yuzhen also came over curiously to join in the fun.

"No." Lu Yiming said vaguely.

It would be weird if he had a picture of someone else's fiancee.

While talking and joking, Kim Poro pushed open the gate of the courtyard with light steps and came back.

With a smile, Sister Chen dragged Jin Poluo to sit on the table, and asked him about his fiancée with great interest.

Hearing the word "engagement", a trace of doubt flashed in Jinpoluo's eyes. From the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Yiming lowering his head and pursing his lips and snickering, so he guessed that he must be fooling people again.

"Tell me, what does your fiancée look like?" Sister Chen was as happy as a child when encountering such a thing.

"How pretty?" Zhao Yuzhen was also inexplicably excited.

Even Dingxiang and Dingye opened their watery eyes, waiting to hear Kimporo say it himself.

After all, for a handsome man like Kimporo, what does his fiancée look like?

Everyone wished that Kimporo would immediately take out a picture of a magnificent beauty to satisfy their curiosity.

Lu Yiming couldn't help shaking his hair and laughing: A woman.

Facing the four pairs of big eyes that suddenly approached, Jin Poluo secretly glanced at Lu Yiming who was eating peanuts beside them, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and slowly described: "Tall, white, When you smile, your eyes are like the moon."

Lu Yiming lowered his head and was startled when he heard it.

He just made it up casually, does it really exist?

He couldn't help but look up at Kimporo, but he was meeting Kimporo's staring gaze.

That gaze was inexplicably gentle in the moonlight that sprinkled into the courtyard, but it was clearly mixed with a hint of mockery.

Seeing this sarcasm, you know it must be nonsense.

But that tenderness made Lu Yiming feel uncomfortable for no reason. He looked away as if nothing had happened, and said to Sister Chen: "You care what his wife looks like? Why don't you think about where your future husband is."

Sister Chen ignored him, and continued to ask Kim Poro: "How is she? Is she good-tempered? When will you bring her to town for us..."

"Oh, are you annoying? It's not over yet." Lu Yiming couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and dragged Kim Poro away.

Let her continue to question and she will reveal her secrets.

Sister Chen watched the two of them walking farther and farther towards the backyard, and suddenly remembered: "He hasn't eaten yet."

Lu Yiming waved his hand from a distance: "Don't eat!"

Sister Chen stared: "It's not you who are hungry."

Looking again, the two men had gone around the back of the house and disappeared.

Lu Yiming was sure that he was out of everyone's sight, and immediately let go of his hands in disgust. He frowned slightly: "You have been so long...where have you been?" , "We are here to do business, so don't make trouble for me."

Jin Poluo sneered, "I'm afraid I wasn't the one who made the trouble. You didn't need to do this business."

Coming is also adding to the chaos.

"My own affairs, I come here whenever I like, can you control me?" Lu Yiming said casually, remembering what Kim Poro had said to fool them just now, he couldn't help laughing, deliberately joking, "You just laughed in vain Who is the man who looks like the moon?"

Jin Poluo didn't answer, but instead asked, "What are you going to do here?" He couldn't believe that Lu Yiming suddenly changed his temperament and became diligent.

Lu Yiming coughed twice: "I'm bored, come here for a walk."

Kim Poro smiled, the mockery overflowing from his brows and eyes.

He leaned close to Lu Yiming's ear, and said slowly in a magnetic voice: "If I want to do something, can you stop me?"

That's right.

Lu Yiming had to admit that this was an irrefutable fact.

Taking two steps back, he looked at Kimporo under the moonlight restlessly, feeling that he was both familiar and strange.

——His appearance and voice are not different from before, but I always feel that there is something different?

yes……?

After thinking and thinking, Lu Yiming still couldn't help asking: "What do you want to do?"

What exactly are you planning with Hua Moyan?what purpose?

Without an answer to this question, Lu Yiming felt uneasy.

"What to do?" Kim Poro repeated, he took a big step forward, put his hands on Lu Yiming's shoulders, looked straight at Lu Yiming, and moved his lips close to his ear again, "I think... "

"Huh?" Lu Yiming pricked up his ears, mentally preparing himself to listen to something extraordinary.

"I think..." Kimporo said in a low voice, "It's like the night before yesterday." As he spoke, his lips had moved to only one finger away from his upper lip, as if they were about to stick together at any moment.

Lu Yiming was about to listen to his answer carefully, but when he heard this sentence unexpectedly, his whole body felt a chill, and his ears were burning hot from the hot air from his mouth or the teasing words.Before he had a seizure, he was frightened by Kim Poro's sudden approaching face, and the anger that had just subsided rose up, he elbowed him hard, and cursed: "Go, go, get out!"

The corners of Kimporo's lips curled up: "Didn't you say you don't remember?"

Lu Yiming was startled, quickly recovered his expression, and said, "I don't remember." Then he added with a sneer, "But just looking at your face, I know it must be something bad!"

"Then what is a good thing?"

"It's a good thing that you ignore me." Lu Yiming didn't want to waste time arguing with him, and turned to leave, but his shoulder was pulled back by a strong force.

"Huh?" He looked at Kimporo, whose face was just a few feet away, angrily and funny, "Why, dead beast, you want to rebel?"

As soon as he pushed it away, someone not far away cried out heart-piercingly.

"Oh my god! Come here! Something happened to my old Huang..."

Everyone rushed into Huang's house.

Uncle Huang was lying on his couch covered in blood, a huge gash was torn open from his chest to his navel, and he was completely drained.

Mr. Huang and his children have long since disappeared.