"go out"
Guan Ya put her hands on the steering wheel, looked forward, her profile was cold, and she shouted coldly. This was a bad night. Although she was reluctant to come, her relatively young dress was a true reflection of her inner feelings. In her heart, she was looking forward to this dinner.
However, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. The protagonist of today's dinner is not her, but a mysterious corpse. Unlike most girls, she is not warmly received by her boyfriend's family when she visits for the first time.
They don't even bother to ask about their age or family background.
If it were a little girl, she would have been crying in the car by now. Guan Ya was not a little girl, but she felt wronged. "Get out"
Seeing that Zhang Yuanqing refused to move, Guan Ya repeated it in a more serious tone. After she finished her temper, she took a deep breath and said:
"Sorry, Yuanshi, I'm in a bad mood now. Please go out. We can talk about it tomorrow if you have anything to say." Guan Ya's expression and tone have returned to normal. She has controlled her emotions very well.
But the calmer she was, the more Zhang Yuanqing couldn't leave. According to his life mentor, the "inseparable" relationship between him and Guan Ya was all the residual heat brought by the price of the suit that day. This "residual heat" could heat up and ferment, or it could cool down and fade away, depending on how he operated.
If this matter is not resolved today, he will definitely be pushed away if he holds Guan Ya's hand tomorrow. If he flirts with her the day after tomorrow, she will definitely change the subject with a smile.
Guan Ya may not have lost her liking for him, but she would think that her image in his family's heart was so bad. Is there any future for dating this man?
Once love becomes rational, it is destined to drift further and further apart and finally become ordinary friends. ——These are the original words of a life mentor.
"Sister Guan Ya, the one who possessed the corpse just now was the Goddess of Sandashan. When she descended into the killing copy, she quietly left a mark in the Demon-Subduing Pestle. As long as I take her out from reality, her soul will descend into reality..."
Zhang Yuanqing told her everything about the old man's coming. He believed that with Guan Ya's insight, she should have seen through some clues long ago.
"Sandaoshan Niangniang" Guan Ya frowned slightly, and said with a worried look, "Will her presence pose a safety hazard to you?" Zhang Yuanqing shook his head:
"Not for now. The Centurion is out of the dungeon today. He and Elder Dog will probably come to me tomorrow. I'll ask for their advice then." After a pause, he held Guan Ya's hand and whispered:
"I will explain to my grandparents and will not let them misunderstand you."
Phew, it's good that it's explained clearly... He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Guan Ya pull out her hand and said in a light tone:
"It's best not to deal with this level of existence, even if she seems decent, anyway you have to fight. Yuanshi, you get off first, I should go back." Well, it's still useless. Zhang Yuanqing was stunned and said with a playful smile.
"I won't leave, Sister Guan Ya, please don't be angry. We haven't eaten yet, come up with me, I will talk to grandma and the others clearly."
"No need. Going up now will only make things awkward. Yuanshi, if you really want to do this for my own good, just get off the car. You are an adult, please be more mature." Guan Ya said calmly. "Sister Guan Ya, this is all a misunderstanding. My grandmother and her family don't dislike you. They think I am two-timing. It's all my fault..." No matter how Zhang Yuanqing explained, Guan Ya's face remained cold.
I'm at a loss for words. How can I coax a girl in this situation? Zhang Yuanqing grinned. He realized that dating a girl and making friends are two different things. Some things cannot be solved by high emotional intelligence, but require experience.
Experience... Oh, by the way, ask a life mentor... Zhang Yuanqing secretly took out his mobile phone, opened the chat software, and sent a message to Ling Gou for help. ——This was what he had brought in his pocket when he went back to retrieve the Demon Subduing Pestle.
Yuanshi Tianzun: "There is a problem with my relationship with Guan Ya. I invited her to dinner at my house tonight. Due to some unexpected events, another female friend was also present. My family thought I was two-timing and were not enthusiastic about her. Then, due to some other things, my family was not very friendly to her Guan Yan. The situation was too embarrassing and I can't explain it in a few words."
Yuanshi Tianzun "I have explained to her the problem with that female friend, and promised to explain it for her in front of her family to restore her image. But it doesn't seem to work. Her attitude is very cold. I don't know how to coax her or what to do. I'm waiting online. It's very urgent." He sent two messages in a row.
Ten seconds later, the phone vibrated and Lingjun's reply came.
Lingjun: "Most men in this world always think they can reason with their girlfriends, and always think they are in the right and their girlfriends shouldn't get, but they ignore emotions. Just like when we lost our temper as children, did our parents reason with us? It was useless. Any child who is willing to listen to their parents' reasoning is afraid of the stick in their parents' hands." Yuanshi Tianzun "Stop talking nonsense, okay?"
Lingjun: "Your description is too vague. First of all, I want to confirm that you explained the problem to your female friend clearly. Did she believe it? Or was she just perfunctory? If you are the reason why she lost control of her emotions, then I don't mind you sincerely apologize, or cry bitterly with regret, show your attitude first, and then leave. Don't entangle, because at this time, the woman doesn't want to see you, she needs to calm down."
Yuanshi Tianzun "It's definitely not my problem. Besides, the matter of my female friends has been explained clearly."
Lingjun: "Then, the reason for her emotional problems is that your family has a bad impression of her. She is anxious and even has thoughts of self-destruction. She just wants to escape as soon as possible. To be more pessimistic, she even wants to draw a line between you and her."
Yuanshi Tianzun: "I told you I would explain it for her."
Lingjun: "No, no, no, explaining for her is the most basic thing. A dinner party that she had been looking forward to turned into this. Think about what she needs most now? Your promise, your comfort, your care. Most women are actually sensible, but they are easily emotional when it comes to feelings, so men need to explain first and then comfort their emotions. "Yuanshi Tianzun" I know, coaxing her, but it doesn't work."
Lingjun: "Be more passionate, Yo. Let her know your feelings, let her understand your feelings for her. If sweet words don't work, express your love in a more passionate way. Come on, boy. No more talking, I'm having dinner with my girlfriend." Kiss her
Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but look at Guan Ya. Except for the day when he left the killing copy, he couldn't help but kiss the old driver. He had neither experience nor courage in kissing. To be able to forcefully kiss a girl at any time and without any psychological pressure, he must be either a pervert or a love veteran. Zhang Yuanqing was neither of them.
Just as he was hesitating, Guan Ya exploded and said through gritted teeth:
"It's really hard for you to chase me down. Now it's okay. I'm not angry anymore. Please go home and play with your phone..." Just after she finished speaking, she saw Zhang Yuanqing seemed to have made up his mind. He came over with a desperate expression, held her face with his hands, and bit her. Guan Ya's eyes widened instantly. She was so shocked, confused, and caught off guard that she forgot to resist. After a few seconds, her eyes trembled and she reacted.
She pushed and hit the boy's shoulders and chest. Fortunately, they were all in the Saint Realm. If it was an ordinary man, Guan Ya would have crushed his sternum and shoulder bones and died. It was still as soft and fragrant, but the force of the beating was much heavier than last time... Zhang Yuanqing bit the old driver's lips, took a breath, and then sucked harder. Considering that the other party was in a forced state, he was unwilling and did not dare to stick out his tongue for fear of being bitten. But the girl's moist, hot and soft lips were better than the delicacies in the world.
After all, Guan Ya was reluctant to use "violence" against him, otherwise she could kill Yuanshi Tianzun with just one sword. She supported herself on Zhang Yuanqing's chest with both hands and tilted her head back, trying to escape. When she leaned back, Zhang Yuanqing leaned forward and bit Guan Ya's lips tightly.
Until Guan Ya's head hit the car window with nowhere to retreat, and she was half-fallen and half-lying, while Zhang Yuanqing's upper body had already fallen to the driver's seat, with his hands supporting the seat. "Woo, woo..."
Guan Ya felt embarrassed and angry, and let out a low sob in her throat.
In the dim and narrow carriage, the two people breathed in and out quickly, and the occasional "sizzling" sound of sucking could be heard.
Guan Ya's body gradually softened, the force of the beating and pushing weakened, a blush crept up her cheeks and ears, her fierce eyes gradually became blurred, covered with a layer of mist, and her eyes were as charming as silk. After a few minutes, Zhang Yuanqing raised his head and left Guan Ya's little mouth.
Guan Ya half leaned against the car door. Her short, hot, slightly swollen exhaled rapid breaths, and her plump chest and abdomen rose and fell violently. Zhang Yuanqing half supported the seat, leaned forward, his head against the roof of the car, and panted slightly. The two stared at each other, one with seductive eyes, the other with fiery eyes.
Let's do it again... Zhang Yuanqing swallowed his saliva, freed one hand, put it under Guan Ya's buttocks, and lifted her up from the seat with a slight lift. He leaned back and took Guan Ya back to the co-pilot seat.
The space in the sports car was too narrow and their bodies were pressed close together. Zhang Yuanqing could clearly feel the fullness and softness of Guan Ya's chest. He lowered the seat back and tried to expand the space as much as possible so that Guan Ya's upper body could be pressed against him.
He held Guan Ya's hips with one hand, kneading the elastic but extremely soft buttocks, and with the other hand he reached out of her shirt, caressing her delicate and smooth back and touching the bra strap. From beginning to end, Guan Ya did not resist.
Zhang Yuanqing kissed Guan Ya's lips again. This time, he boldly stuck out his tongue and teased the small lilac tongue behind the pearly teeth.
Guan Ya was reluctant at first and dodged awkwardly, but as he touched her, her hormones gradually started to flow and she became aroused. She began to give in half-heartedly, and finally responded passionately. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanqing felt his lips and tongue go numb, and finally he held Guan Ya's face, ending the long kiss.
The old driver, with half-closed eyes, slightly opened her eyes and looked at him, as if she was still not satisfied, and then buried her head in his chest, both of them breathing slightly. There was about ten seconds of silence, Zhang Yuanqing hugged Guan Ya's waist and whispered:
"Guan Yatan, please take me home. I can imagine that my grandparents have already prepared the torture instruments, waiting for me to go back and fall into their trap. Alas, my grandfather has been a chief oath-taker all his life, and he can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. I don't know how to explain the matter of the Goddess of Sandaoshan." Guan Ya snorted softly.
Zhang Yuanqing felt that she no longer had any resentment in her heart. To be more precise, it was the tenderness and sweetness between lovers that suppressed her resentment and anger. Lingjun was right. A hearty kiss was far more useful than explanations, and it could help her understand a man's intentions. But verbal comfort was also necessary. Zhang Yuanqing said:
"My grandpa and grandma are reasonable people. We'll talk it over later." "You go, but I won't." Guan Ya rolled her eyes.
The tone of her voice had changed drastically from before, from being cold and distant to being coquettish now.
Zhang Yuanqing gently caressed Guan Ya's tight and delicate waist. Her T-shirt was unconsciously lifted to her chest, revealing a large area of white and tender skin. Her waist was narrow and thin, with an attractive waistline. Her extremely low body fat made her skin feel tight and smooth. Guan Ya seemed to remember something, raised her charming face, and glared at Zhang Yuanqing, "Why is your aunt targeting me?"
"Really?" Zhang Yuanqing looked confused. "I thought she wasn't lying. Didn't you tell her that at the time?"
Guan Ya snorted coldly: "I am a scout. How can I hide her little tricks from her? She just wants to drive me away and make your grandparents hate me." Zhang Yuanqing was immediately furious:
"Okay, this Jiang Yu'er is secretly targeting you. No one wants him, but he can't stand me finding a beautiful and virtuous girlfriend. I'll beat her up when I get home." Guan Ya looked at him for a few times and pouted, "No sincerity at all."
Forget it, my aunt belongs to the category of the seven aunts and eight aunts, and the purpose of the seven aunts and eight aunts is to be despised. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she said angrily, "Don't stab me with your three-centimeter heirloom."
As she spoke, she changed her posture, trying to avoid something, but the space in the sports car was so small, and she was tall, so she couldn't avoid the annoying thing. Zhang Yuanqing heard this and said unconvincedly: "It's obviously a 30-centimeter heirloom."
"Oh, a 30-centimeter needle... Um~ If you push me again, I'll be really angry..."
"Then don't move. If you move, the seat will turn into a socket."
After a while of peace, Guan Ya suddenly said:
"What's up with that female ghost who called you husband?"
Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself, what is coming will come, and bringing up old things is a common skill for women.
"That was the boss of the Haunted House level in Jinshui Amusement Park. Later, I took her in as my spirit servant. She called me husband because of her setting, but in fact, our relationship was innocent." "Really?"
"What's with your questioning look? My last name is Zhang, not Xu." Zhang Yuanqing said confidently and openly. He and the ghost bride were indeed pure.
"What about your corpse? The spirit servant possessed the corpse..." Guan Ya stopped talking. She believed that Yuanshi could understand what she meant.
"I see vulgarity, perversion, and evil in your eyes. People cannot, or at least should not, do that. Besides, my last name is Zhang, not Xu."
"What does this have to do with Xu?" "It's another Xu."
After crying and moaning on him for a few minutes, Guan Ya climbed up from the boy, sat back in the driver's seat, pulled down the hem of her T-shirt, pulled down the makeup mirror embedded in the sun visor, and while tidying up her clothes, she looked in the mirror and found that her mouth was swollen. It was red and swollen, no wonder her mouth felt numb.
The second time I kissed her in my life, I was kissed like this. "Get out of here now, I'm going home."
Guan Ya said angrily. Please do not leave Xinjiang Tsingtao Beer
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Zhang Yuanqing nervously entered the password and opened the security door.
The lights in the living room were on, dinner was over, grandpa sat in the main seat, drinking tea in silence, Nannan's family didn't leave either, my aunt sat in the living room with my aunt watching TV, my uncle and cousin were drinking tea with grandpa, and grandma was washing dishes in the kitchen.
The meal was over, but people didn't leave. It was obvious why.
Hearing the sound of the security door opening, the three men at the dining table and the two women in the living room all looked over. Grandpa looked at his grandson who entered the living room expressionlessly, and said in a cold and majestic voice: "Come here!"
Zhang Yuanqing walked over obediently.
Grandpa's face was serious: "What's going on with those two girls? Which one is your girlfriend?" "Guan Ya is my girlfriend, and the other one is just an ordinary friend." Zhang Yuanqing explained.
"Why would an ordinary friend come to our house? She was able to get in. Either you brought her in, or you told her the password. How could you tell an ordinary friend the password to unlock the door?" Grandma came out of the kitchen and asked repeatedly.
This, this, you are old, isn't your logic too meticulous? Zhang Yuanqing didn't know how to explain it. If this matter could be explained away, it would be too disrespectful to the intelligence of the retired sheriff and the sheriff's wife. Zhang Yuanqing had no choice but to say:
"Guan Ya is indeed my girlfriend, but she is rather shy. And because she has met you before, she was reluctant to come. So I wanted to find a good friend to come to my house to make up the number. Unexpectedly, Guan Ya came by herself..."
"We just have a good relationship," Grandpa sneered, "Isn't it that I have an ambiguous relationship with you?" Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head and acted as if his little thoughts were seen through.
His real girlfriend didn't want to come, so he found someone he had an ambiguous relationship with to pretend to be... Seeing his attitude, everyone understood. The aunt sitting on the sofa immediately lectured him:
"Yuanzi, you are wrong. If you want to fall in love, you should just fall in love. Young people should not be fickle." "I know, aunt." Zhang Yuanqing responded and assured his grandfather:
"I won't do this again."
"If I find out you do this again, I'll break your legs."
Elders are biased and double-standard. Even a righteous retired sheriff can only give a stern warning. The grandmother is even more biased and double-standard. She immediately put aside the crime of her grandson's two-timing and asked:
"What's the matter with Guan Ya? What Yu'er said, is it true?"
Zhang Yuanqing turned around and kicked his aunt, saying, "Grandma, don't listen to her nonsense. Guan Ya and I did know each other through Bingge's case and we have kept in touch privately, but she was investigating a case at Pingtai Hospital that time.
"At that time, someone saw a wanted criminal appear at Pingtai Hospital. It was suspected that he had an accomplice working in the hospital. Since she was a security guard, she pretended to be pregnant and went to the doctors in the hospital to get information." When the grandmother heard this, she remembered that there had indeed been a terrorist attack at Pingtai Hospital. "Yuanjun, is this true?"
Chen Yuanjun rubbed the deep wrinkles between his eyebrows: "She and I are not from the same system, but what Yuanzi said should be correct." "So that's how it is..." The grandmother glared at her daughter fiercely: "You just know how to talk nonsense. You are so old, but you don't think before you speak."
Jiang Yu'er ignored her mother's scolding. She silently looked at Zhang Yuanqing. There was no sadness or joy in her dark and bright eyes. She was calm, but in her deeper eyes, there seemed to be something hidden, like sadness, helplessness, pain, and unwillingness... Zhang Yuanqing felt flustered for no reason. At this time, the grandmother said with some embarrassment and shame:
"Well, then invite her home for dinner next time. Yuanzi, you haven't had dinner yet. I'll heat it up for you."
"No need. It's such a hot day. Let's just eat like this." Zhang Yuanqing sat down and picked up the rice he had just taken two bites of. It was already cold, and the dishes were also cold.
"Husband..."
Without waiting for him to enjoy his dinner,
The ghost bride, who had watched the whole farce, floated over with a sad and resentful voice, and said in a sad voice: "That woman, is she your fiancée?"... Zhang Yuanqing covered his mouth and whispered: "My concubine, it's my concubine..." Really, after coaxing people, he still wants to deceive ghosts. ...3
late at night.
On the rooftop of a residential building, the evening breeze blows gently, lifting the black hair and moving the bright red skirt.
On the edge of the rooftop, a woman wearing a silver mask sat. Her Song Dynasty-style long skirt was complicated and gorgeous, with cloud patterns on her sleeves and chest made of gold thread. Her eyes under the silver mask stared blankly at the bright night scene below. The hot and noisy day was over, but the night did not bring peace to the city. Neon lights gathered into a winding road, and cars with high beams were shutdown back and forth under the street lights.
In between the neon lights, there are tall buildings rising from the ground, and pedestrians are walking downstairs. People in the buildings and people downstairs are all enjoying their own time.
The Palace Master of Stop Killing gently shook her jade-white feet under her skirt and stared at the night scene in a daze.
Until the sound of footsteps came from the stairs, and a middle-aged man with a big afro, a big belly, and unkempt appearance climbed the stairs and came to the rooftop.
"Palace Master"
The Crazy Love Sage bowed and said, "The information you are looking for, Guan Ya, a member of the second team of Kangyang District, has been collected." He paused and said:
"Guan Ya is from the Lingjing family, the Fu family, and is a cousin of Fu Qingyang. Her mother is the sister of the current head of the Fu family, Lingjing ID Fu Xue.
"Her father is a second-level prosecutor of the Tianfa Organization and holds real power. The two are currently divorced, but neither has remarried. Moreover, this prosecutor still has many business dealings with the Fu family, and they are relatively solid allies.
"It is not clear why Guan Ya came to Songhai to take up the post, but my subordinates asked someone in the Five Elements Alliance to check her personal information and found that her personal credit was blacklisted." She seemed to be disliked by the elders of the Fu family and relied on Fu Qingyang for support in Songhai. The specific reason could not be verified as time was too short. "The Lord of Stop Killing turned his back to him and said lightly: "Enough! You go back first." The Love Crazy Monkey King bowed and took his leave.
When he retreated back to the stairs, the sound of his light footsteps became farther and farther away until it disappeared. The Palace Master of Zhisha looked at the night view and suddenly said, "He has been promoted to a saint."
A lazy laugh came from the dark staircase: "I know, this means our plan is on the right track."
The Palace Master of Stop Killing supported himself with both hands on the edge of the rooftop, still without looking back, muttering to himself:
"I often wonder if giving the Demon Lord's character card to him was the right choice. Maybe he could live a happier and more relaxed life."
The voice at the stairs put away its lazy smile and said in an extremely serious tone:
"The opportunity of the Demon Lord is only for him to digest. He is a natural night wanderer and he inherited his father's talent." "But it is also possible that he will repeat his father's mistakes." The Lord of Stop Killing said in a low voice. "What's wrong with you today?" the voice said in a deep voice. The Lord of Stop Killing did not answer. After a short silence, the voice said:
"You used your telekinesis as a needle and your own soul as a thread to sew up his broken spirit, but this is only a stopgap measure. Without inheriting the Demon Lord's role card, he cannot survive. This is his fate." In order to save him, your soul was damaged, your temperament changed drastically, and you fell from the Domination Realm to the Saint Realm. It was not easy to recover some of your strength. You have done so much for him. Now Xi Yankai should give him a stable life." The Palace Master of Zhisha said softly:
"I just feel that he has grown up suddenly. Maybe, I don't have to be the one to stay with him." "Put away your stupid thoughts." The voice at the stairs said:
"When he inherits everything from the Demon Lord, the prophecy of the Compass of Light will come true. The days of peace will not last long. In the war between the camps, it will be a life-and-death struggle, and there will be no coexistence. He has no way out, and neither do we."
"I understand," the Palace Master of Zhisha raised his white wrist, which was whiter than frost and snow, and waved it, saying, "Get out!" There was no more sound at the dark staircase. Flow, please...
The next day, Zhang Yuanqing got up yawning, and happily took out his phone, intending to send a morning greeting message to Guan Ya. But when he opened the chat app, the first thing he saw was the avatar of Bai Yishengxue, and an unread message: "Come to Fujia Bay" Fu Qingyang was calling him.
After the centurion rested, Zhang Yuanqing quietly exited the chat software, logged into the official forum, and checked the forum posts. Well, I didn't see Yuan Ting's revelations. It's not a big problem. He was in a good mood and put on his clothes.
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