Wang Lu laughed and said, "We are so influential about what happened next. The Yang girl is smart and will solve it. Besides, Zhou Qilang is here to help us, so we can retire..."

Qin Mengliang looked at Yang Yilong with a flash of eyes. He smiled. The moonlight shone on the Yingying water surface, and the light reflected on him, reflecting a layer of fluorescent light. Yang Yilong was stunned and hurriedly lowered his head.

Qin Mengliang smiled again and said, "Qingqing was so lost."

"My husband is so handsome and never wears a hat when he goes out. Isn't it just for people to see?" Yang Yilong said without thinking. She said very naturally. Her face was red and she cursed in her heart. Every time this guy saw me, he deliberately smiled like this, making her lose her mind.

Qin Mengliang passed over Wang Lucao, smiled gently, came to Yang Yilong, and said with a smile: "Why did you lose your mind when you looked at the lake just now?"

Yang Yilong looked at him, then looked at himself in the lake, raised his lips and smiled, "I just thought that a woman's beautiful life is only more than ten years, so she must marry herself to a good man as soon as possible!" After saying that, she looked at Qin Mengliang without escaping at all, and looked at Qin Mengliang with a bright look.

Qin Mengliang still smiled but didn't reply.

Yang Yilong then said in a clear and soft voice: "My husband has repeatedly challenged me, and today he is called Yiqing in full view of everyone. I think it is not good for you to do this."

Qin Mengliang's eyes were bright, like lightning under the rock. He slowly pressed towards Yang Yilong for two steps, his smile and warmth were filled with unknown cunning, his voice was like a warm spring breeze, and the heat combined with the refreshing smell of green salt, and he said slowly: "So, what do you want to say to me?" He walked a few steps towards Yang Yilong, and the two approached. Yang Yilong just needed to raise his head and touch Qin Mengliang's chin.

Yang Yilong lowered his head and murmured in a low voice: "I hope you don't make fun of me anymore. Yilong's meager reputation cannot withstand jokes."

Qin Mengliang seemed to think of something more interesting, and unconsciously chuckled, and then said, "If I don't, what do you think?"

"You!" Yang Yilong's face turned slightly red, facing Qin Mengliang's almost bullying, his face turned red again, but his chin was flushed, but he said without showing any weakness: "If this is true, I will become a monk and become a female crown!" As he said that, he couldn't help but laugh softly, and then said, "Maybe he can still cultivate to become Yuanjun!" She stared at Qin Mengliang's gaze.

When Qin Mengliang heard Yang Yilong's words, he smiled brightly and his body even leaned towards Yang Yilong.

He smiled with a smile on his lips, "You are going to be a female crown?" His expression was questioning, and he smiled relievedly, "Okay, then I'll feel relieved. You said, if you really do this, how would the people in the world think?"

After hearing his words, Yang Yilong was stunned, and then his brows frowned slightly.

Yes, if Yang Yilong became a monk, it would only confirm that she had a personal relationship with Qin Mengliang. Everyone would think that she saw through the world because Qin Mengliang could not marry her and became a monk and became a woman.

Yang Yilong finally shrank, turned his face and looked at the side, and murmured with a weaker momentum: "Why?"

Qin Mengliang chuckled softly, whether it was because the wine was too intoxicating or the night was confusing, but a thin layer of redness was dyed on his face.

He said softly: "You ask me, but I don't know why. It's probably where the love comes."

Yang Yilong turned his face slightly, and there were such deep sweet words in his ears. The two were so close that they looked at each other, but Yang Yilong felt that the distance between them was more than tens of millions of miles, and that was a gap that could not be crossed in life.

"Lang..." Yang Yilong Yinghong's little mouth opened slightly, but the next moment, it was covered with coldness.

Qin Mengliang held Yang Yilong's side face with one hand and held her waist with the other hand. Yang Yilong almost lost his breath. His lips were thin and cold. Yang Yilong was stunned, his whole body was stiff, and his heart was beating wildly. Qin Mengliang's tongue easily pried open her lips and tongue. Yang Yilong was shocked again, feeling like he was limp.

Qin Mengliang was actually Meng Langzhisi. Yang Yilong felt a little humiliated and dizzy at this moment. This moment was too long, so long that Yang Yilong was almost suffocating. This moment was too short, and he had not tasted enough of her sweetness.

"What are you doing!" An anxious and cold voice rang out.

Qin Mengliang slowly and reluctantly let go of Yang Yilong. He turned his head and looked at the visitor and chuckled: "As you see, I am fighting with Qingqing. Qilang is not happy?"

Zhou Qilang looked at Yang Yilong, who was leaning against Qin Mengliang's arms with a soft body, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Mengliang, she has not yet married!"

Qin Mengliang held Yang Yilong's slender and soft waist with one hand, and gently brushed her silk-smooth silk with the other hand and said, "You are happy with her?" Yang Yilong was kissed by Qin Mengliang, and her head was dizzy, her face was as drunk as a little drunk, and her eyes were blurred. She didn't know what to do for a moment. She lowered her eyes slightly and bit her lower lip with her teeth.

Zhou Qilang frowned slightly, and said seriously on his pretentious face, "Yes." Then he said, "I am happy with Yang Yilong, I know that she is suitable for her and I cannot give her, so I protect her as a friend."

Qin Mengliang turned his eyes to Yang Yilong in his arms, and chuckled, "How do you know that I can't marry her?"

Zhou Qilang was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and his face was slightly raised like a jade-like cut.

Yang Yilong raised his eyes again, with a hint of love hidden in his eyes. But she stretched out her white and plump little hand and pushed Qin Mengliang's chest without any trace, and stood up.

Her face was as gentle as water, and her lips were as red as fat. She raised her lips slightly, and looked at Qin Mengliang without a moment, then raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "My husband's kiss is very good." The night breeze blew, making her silk slight mess.

Zhou Qilang was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, his shoulders kept trembling, and tried hard to lower his laughter.

Qin Mengliang frowned slightly, his face turned red uncontrollably, and his voice was gentle and said, "If you are happy, you can come again."

The conversation was so weird. Zhou Qilang lowered his head and laughter reached the ears of the two.

Yang Yilong raised his lips and smiled, "Okay." She smiled as she said that. She turned to Zhou Qilang and said, "I'm lost, can you ask Qilang to send me out?"

"Okay." Zhou Qilang walked in front with a lantern in his hand. The dry and cold outside the evening style of Liaocheng was like a sharp knife cutting on his face. He shrank his neck, as if this could warm up.

Because the city lord's mansion held a banquet, most people gathered in the front hall to meet guests, and the yard seemed particularly cold. The two of them breathed, and only their feet were stepping on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Qin Mengliang looked at Yang Yilong and Zhou Qilang's backs in a daze, and his heart felt like it was burned, and he sang: "Wait for me to get off the recruitment!"

Yang Yilong was slightly stunned, his beautiful eyes widened, and a sourness surged into his heart, and tears were almost falling.
Chapter completed!