I don’t blame you for this

Liu Lanzhen also woke up and discovered the situation. She looked at Yang Yesheng with the same shock. Then she screamed, pushed Yang Yesheng away, grabbed the sheet and covered her body.

There were traces of the erotic dream, but before the couple woke up, a thought immediately appeared in Yang Ye Sheng's mind, it's over, what should we do?

"You...you..." Liu Lanzhen was ashamed and angry. She thought that Yang Yesheng had deliberately pretended to be drunk last night and took advantage of her innocence while she was drunk and asleep. She immediately wanted to curse, but the word "you" just came out.

When he exited, he suddenly found himself on Yang Ye Sheng's bed.

He must have carried me to his bed while I was sleeping, and then molested me. An idea immediately flashed through Liu Lanzhen's mind, but when she turned around to look, she couldn't find it beside her wire bed.

When he got his slippers, he lowered his head and saw that his own slippers were also beside Yang Ye Sheng's bed, and the toes were facing the bed. It was obvious that he got into his bed on his own initiative.

Yang Yesheng was even more frightened, but after seeing Liu Lanzhen's face changing several times, he finally let out a sigh and remained silent. He couldn't help but feel strange. He hurriedly followed Liu Lanzhen's gaze just now. His heart moved, and he immediately understood that it was

What's going on? I couldn't help crying or laughing in my heart.

"Sister Zhen, I...I..." Although he knew that this matter was not his fault, after all, the matter had been done, especially the red plum on the snow-white bed sheet, which proved that Liu Lanzhen's virginity for more than thirty years was lost to him.

In his hands, Yang Ye was filled with shame, but he didn't know how to explain or apologize.

Liu Lanzhen sighed, shook her head and said: "Stop talking, I don't blame you for this. It was me who drank too much last night, and that's why I made a big mistake." She was thinking, if I had known this, I should have been there last night.

It was great to get a room in a hotel. The innocence of more than thirty years was lost overnight, and he was thrown into the hands of this little man who could never be her husband.

Liu Lanzhen's current mood can be described as extremely complicated. She knew that Yang Yesheng could not marry her, but she liked the feeling of being with him. Therefore, when she learned that Wen Menzhang had been arrested, she knew that Fang Zhong

When Xue was not on a business trip at all, she was still unwilling to leave Yang Yesheng, but she found some excuse that Yan Zhongtao might be unfavorable to her. In broad daylight, in the bright universe, Liu Lanzhen was Fang Zhongxue's aunt, don't say

Yan Zhongtao, not even Huo Qinglong and Yan Zhongkui dared to be so arrogant.

Since she cannot become Yang Ye Sheng's wife, the only way to be with him for a long time is to be his lover. But Liu Lanzhen is proud of her beauty and has a high vision among women, so she wants to

Asking her to lose face and become a shady underground lover for Yang Ye Sheng, she really didn't want to and couldn't decide.

However, what happened last night undoubtedly pushed Liu Lanzhen to the edge of the cliff, with one foot dangling in the air. Therefore, there were only two outcomes for her to choose. Either jump down and become Yang Ye Sheng willingly.

lover, either turn around in time, stay away from Yang Yesheng, find a man to get married and have children, and never see Yang Yesheng again.

Yang Yesheng didn't know that Liu Lanzhen was currently conflicted, so he hurriedly said: "Sister Zhen, I...I will be responsible for you."

Liu Lanzhen gave a bitter smile, shook her head slightly and said: "Responsible, what responsibility do you have? I am nine years older than you, will you marry me? I know you may say yes impulsively, but what about Wu Yunyi, Ye Xiaoya

Well, how will you treat them and let them be your lovers?"

"I..." Yang Yesheng's heart was shocked. The pretty faces of Wu Yunyi and Ye Xiaoya immediately flashed in his mind, and they seemed to say to him together: Ye Sheng (Brother Yang), you can't marry Sister Zhen, you have to marry me.

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Fortunately for Ye Xiaoya, Yang Yesheng has not developed any deep feelings for her yet and can easily reject her and leave her. But as for Wu Yunyi, last night he completely confessed his love to Wu Yunyi again, although yesterday

He drank too much in the evening, but he clearly remembered every word that Yang Yesheng said and every reply from Wu Yunyi.

Seeing Yang Ye Sheng's hesitant expression, Liu Lanzhen felt a flash of disappointment in her heart, and sighed: "Since it is wrong, just treat it as a dream, and I will not let you take any responsibility, but the relationship between you and my brother and sister is

This is the end of our relationship. Ye Sheng, what happened last night can be regarded as my repayment of your life-saving grace. From now on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other."

After saying that, Liu Lanzhen started looking around for her pajamas under the sheets, then went to room ###, and soon came out fully dressed. However, when walking, Liu Lanzhen's movements were very light, and she would frown from time to time.

Apparently it was the first break of the new melon. Yang Yesheng felt heartbroken when he saw it. He just wanted to step forward to help her, but he was afraid of Liu Lanzhen's anger.

Liu Lanzhen glanced at Yang Yesheng and saw that he was still in a daze. She couldn't bear it, but she knew that if she couldn't be cruel at this time, she might really fall off the cliff and become Yang Yesheng's lover from then on.

, then his face darkened and he said coldly: "It's half past ten, it's time for me to leave. Ye Sheng, remember what I just said, you have nothing to do with me anymore."

"Sister Zhen..." When Yang Yesheng saw Liu Lanzhen turning to leave, he hurriedly jumped out of bed, but heard Liu Lanzhen yell angrily, "Yang Yesheng, stop, if you dare to chase me, I will hit you to death here."

Yang Yesheng was stunned for a moment, watching Liu Lanzhen's back getting farther and farther away from him, until he went out, and the "bang" of the door was like a heavy hammer hitting Yang Yesheng's heart. Last night

After the pain, Yang Ye Sheng once again tasted heartache.

About two or three minutes later, Yang Yesheng suddenly heard another gentle knock on the door. He was so happy that he hurried to the door and opened it. Sure enough, it was Liu Lanzhen.

"Sister Zhen, you...you..." Yang Yesheng was overjoyed, thinking that Liu Lanzhen had changed his mind, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug her, but saw Liu Lanzhen hurriedly took a step back and said in a cold voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, please

Self-respect."

"You..." Yang Ye Sheng was stunned and raised his hands in the air, not knowing whether he should put them down.

Liu Lanzhen lowered her eyes and glanced at Yang Ye Sheng's ###. Seeing that the red blood on the thing had completely dried, she sighed in her heart and said lightly: "Mr. Yang, can I take that sheet?"

go?"

Only then did Yang Yesheng understand why Liu Lanzhen left and came back. He turned to look at the blood plum on the bed sheet, nodded slightly, sighed and said, "Take it away." After that, Yang Yesheng

He turned around and walked toward ### room infinitely lonely.

Soon, there was a splash of water, and Liu Lanzhen also used scissors to cut off the piece of blood plum blossom, folded it and put it in her bag.

Hearing the sound of water in the room and the long sighs coming from time to time, Liu Lanzhen felt uncomfortable in her heart, but she really couldn't accept the fact that she was Yang Yesheng's lover, so she had to leave Yang Yesheng's lover again.

residence.

Hearing the "bang" of the door closing again, Yang Yesheng felt a sudden tremor in his heart. He turned off the shower, came to the washbasin, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt a burst of unknown anger in his heart, roaring like a tiger.

With a sound, a punch hit the mirror hard. With a "crash", the mirror was smashed to pieces by Yang Yesheng. The fist even directly hit the wall behind the mirror, making a loud "dong" sound.

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Liu Lanzhen, who was waiting for the elevator, also faintly heard the sound. She turned to look at Wangyang Ye Sheng's door, sighed, and murmured to herself: "Ye Sheng, I'm sorry, it's not that I'm heartless. In fact, I love you too,

I really can't accept this fact, I can't be your lover, otherwise, I'm afraid Xiaoxue will never be able to forgive me in this life."

After throwing this punch, Yang Yesheng looked at the dark hole in front of him in surprise, and then looked at his right hand. Not only was there no injury at all, but there was no pain at all. He thought to himself, what is going on?

The destructive power of this punch is already considerable, how could it not cause any pain? What is going on? Is it because of the string of Buddhist beads?

Yang Yesheng carefully recalled the scene just now, and seemed to feel that at the moment when his right fist came into contact with the mirror, a heat flow quickly arose from the Dantian and flowed quickly into the meridians of the right fist. This caused the right fist not to be injured, nor to

pain.

After figuring this out, Yang Ye was so happy that he hurriedly punched again and hit the wall hard.

There was a "bang" sound, and a hole was punched in the wall again, but Yang Yesheng also cried out in pain, covering his right wrist with his left hand and shaking.

Yang Ye Sheng lowered his head and saw that although the surface of his right fist was not bloody, it had a few bruises. Moreover, this hole in the wall was incomparable to the one just now. It was just that the plaster on the wall would

It shattered and fell, and there was no damage to the wall at all.

"Why?" Yang Ye Sheng was stunned. Why is there such a big difference in power between two punches of the same power? Why didn't the heat flow arise during the second punch? "What on earth is going on? This string of Buddhas"

What kind of secrets are hidden in it?"

Yang Yesheng carefully recalled the difference between the two punches. The strength was the same, and the distance from the wall was also the same. It seemed that the first punch was thrown when he was extremely angry, which triggered the feeling in his body.

The heat flow, and the second punch was thrown with a very ordinary mentality, but the heat flow did not appear.

Is it related to mood? Yang Ye Sheng thought for a moment, thinking to himself, could it be that only when he is extremely angry can he touch that hot current?

Yang Ye Sheng deliberately pretended to be angry again and punched hard, but the heat remained silent. As a result, Yang Ye Sheng's right fist was slightly injured again.

It seems that it must be true anger, but with the first punch, Yang Yesheng's mood has calmed down a lot, and he can never return to the previous state, so he has to give up.

At this time, the ringtone of Yang Yesheng's mobile phone came from outside. Yang Yesheng hurriedly swept aside the broken glass on the ground, took a quick shower, dried himself and walked out. He picked up the phone and saw three missed calls on it.

, all of them were called by Huangfu Qingying.

Yang Yesheng had not seen Huangfu Qingying since the incident in the Xia family. Later, he only heard Wu Yunyi say once that Huangfu Qingying went to the hospital to see Xia Dechang and Xiao Dan, but he happened to not be in the hospital at that time.

Yang Yesheng hurriedly called Huangfu Qingying, but the Vermouth Restaurant had been renovated, and Huangfu Qingying wanted Yang Yesheng to go take a look and discuss when it would reopen.

In a villa owned by Huo Qinglong, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, Huo Qinglong and a man were sitting across from each other in the study, with a steaming teacup in front of each of them.

"Junior brother, you said that Yang Yesheng doesn't have any background. He is not a retired special forces soldier, but just an ordinary soldier?" The man frowned, picked up a soft Chinese cigarette from the table, and lit it lightly.

Slowly blowing out a smoke ring, this man was Huo Qinglong's senior brother, Yan Zhongkui, the captain of the Xiaocheng City Criminal Police Brigade.

Huo Qinglong nodded and said: "Yes, Yang Yesheng has followed an old man named Yang Wujun since he was a child, but there is no blood relationship between him and Yang Wujun. When Yang Yesheng was twelve years old, Yang Yesheng

Wu Jun fell ill and died, so Yang Yesheng was supported by Xia Dechang and his wife. His academic performance was pretty good, but he failed the college entrance examination for four consecutive years, so he joined the army. However, Yang Yesheng's performance in the army was not outstanding and he was just a soldier.
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