My lord, you crushed me

There are many talents in Fengchenjuli, and Murong's expression when he is playing cheap is more vivid than that of Han Shaoyan, and it still makes people obviously gnash their teeth at him, but still dare not do anything to him.

"It's not a good place at first glance." Han Shaoyan looked at Murong's room, holding his chin with one hand. Originally, he should have a better impression of the brothel, but now a person suddenly appeared and wanted to grab Han Shaoyan from him. The intimacy with the brothel in my heart disappeared at once.

Qu Jiangliu, who had just been unbuttoned by Murong, didn't close it again. He lay lazily on the imperial concubine chair, squinting at Han Shaoyan dealing with Murong. He was in a rare good mood. I don't know when it started. Being jealous about his own affairs made him feel very satisfied.

"Xiao Liu'er, look at him!" Murong stomped his feet dissatisfied, but he was no match for Han Shaoyan at all, and when Han Shaoyan lifted him up, he could only thump about indiscriminately.

Qu Jiangliu ignored him, just joking, he and Han Shaoyan had a revolutionary friendship, and he knew why Han Shaoyan was jealous, he didn't want to put himself in an embarrassing situation with a sudden kick.

"You're still called Xiaoliuer! You're lighting the toilet!" Han Shaoyan's teeth were chattering angrily, and he pointed at Murong and cursed directly.

Although Murong was not convinced, he suddenly frowned after hearing Han Shaoyan's words, "What is toilet lighting?"

This was in Loulan. He had never heard the Langjing proverbs that Han Shaoyan blurted out, so he couldn't understand them. He thought Han Shaoyan was talking to himself in some kind of magical language.

Murong was the only one present who was from Loulan, and they couldn't help laughing when they heard him ask such a question.

"What are you laughing at?" Murong was already embarrassed by not being able to understand, but now several people laughed more happily after hearing what he asked, which made Murong feel very uncomfortable. Explain to him.

"You don't understand this, and you're still called Xiaoliuer like others!" Mo Jue laughed for a long time, and stopped laughing after seeing Murong's serious expression, and lifted Murong's chin with his fingertips , took a closer look.

"What does that have anything to do with me calling him Xiaoliu'er!" Murong pouted.

"It's nothing, it's just a proverb from Langjing." Momo had never joked with anyone before, he began to feel sorry for Murong, and he stood up and explained to Murong before everyone could speak.

"The original sentence of this proverb is that the toilet lights up to find shit..."

This time it was Qu Jiangliu who explained to Murong, and Murong still listened very seriously, when he knew the original meaning of the sentence, his face darkened suddenly, and he looked at Han Shaoyan with his lips pursed.

"Xiao Liu'er, you know who this person is, why did you humiliate me like this the first time we met!"

Murong is very wronged, he doesn't know where he provoked Han Shaoyan, Han Shaoyan has been targeting him since he entered the door, every time he is about to trick Qu Jiangliu into bed, Han Shaoyan will suddenly stand up and beat Qu Jiangliu pull back.

"Stay far away from my family, Qujiangliu!" Han Shaoyan didn't show mercy this time, he just lifted Murong up, and now he directly fixed Murong's acupuncture points, Murong stood there motionless, and could only watch helplessly. Watching Han Shaoyan play tricks on himself.

"Xiao Liuer..." Murong was really about to cry, and was killed by Han Shaoyan's eyes again. He lost immediately in terms of momentum, and changed his words reluctantly, "Qu Jiangliu, you just came to play with me." Well... this..."

Murong was a little embarrassed, thinking that the appearance of Qu Jiangliu would bring him some fun, but he didn't expect to bring a strange man like Han Shaoyan to fix his acupoints, what else to play now, just finish playing.

"That's right, we're here to play with you." Seeing that the two of them were almost at each other's throats, because Han Shaoyan had martial arts, Murong couldn't find a chance to fight back and was always at a disadvantage.

"Brother Jiangliu, can you untie the acupuncture points for me first?" It was the first time Murong begged Qujiangliu so humbly. This is a kind of torture for the eldest young master who has always been popular in Fengchenju and drinks spicy food.

"Look at your performance!"

Murong also has good eyesight, knowing that Qu Jiangliu's words can directly affect Han Shaoyan's decision, but Qu Jiangliu has always been a bystander to this matter. When he watched Han Shaoyan bully Murong, there was no wave in his heart or even the corners of his mouth. And with a hint of a smile.

"How should I behave? Brother Jiang Liu, you are so handsome and you will definitely help me, right?"

Murong tried to adopt cuteness tactics, he is good at this and only knows this, but Qujiangliu is like an insulator, his cuteness tactics have no effect on Qujiangliu at all.

"No matter how handsome I am, it's useless. I can't help you. I haven't studied the acupuncture points very thoroughly."

Qu Jiangliu sighed, pretending on the surface that he had more than enough energy for this matter, but he was already happy in his heart. After holding back for so many days, a smile appeared on his face for the first time.

"I know Brother Jiangliu will definitely help me!" Murong still didn't give up, he always felt that he still had hope, Qujiangliu has always been very kind to him, this time it should be no worse.

"Stop talking nonsense with him. Since he can't move now, we have revenge for revenge, and revenge for injustice."

Han Shaoyan narrowed his eyes, he had long wanted to ravage this little kid who was always thinking about his wife, and now Qu Jiangliu didn't say much, it was a good opportunity.

"It's the first time we meet, don't you need to be so enthusiastic?" Murong took a breath, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Don't be polite to me, these are just what I should do." Han Shaoyan replied with a smirk, his eyes wandering around Murong, looking for a suitable time.

"Brother...I was wrong!" Murong adopted the old trick of showing cuteness. Although his limbs can't move now, the facial features on his face are still free. It's easy to show cuteness to Han Shaoyan.

"Now you know what's wrong?"

Han Shaoyan looked at him contemptuously. It was too late to know his mistake now. He had already reminded him so many times. Murong never took his words to heart every time. Her genuine boyfriend completely ignored her and couldn't bear it at all.

"I know I was wrong, I was wrong, brother, just let me go!" Murong didn't know what Han Shaoyan would do to him, and he was full of fear for all the unknowns that would happen in the future.