Shui Qingyang smiled and said, "I dare to slander your uncle's reputation and dare to arrange it in person. This lesson is light. My elder brother and sister-in-law said that I would discipline you well when I have time. I was too busy a few days ago and I neglected this matter."

"You're talking nonsense, my parents won't be like that." Jiang Mengyin knew that she could not hit the stone with her eggs, and starry eyes said: "It seems that this city lord misunderstood. I just said that the masculine and heroic person of the Shui School Captain, of course, he likes women."

After a pause, the woman approached and asked mysteriously: "Shui Schoolmaster, do you have a woman you like?"

"So what, so what if there is, so what if there is no?" Shui Qingyang said angrily, and found that this woman was a little unsatisfied with her. She opened a dyeing shop after giving her some colors.

Jiang Mengyin ignored Shui Qingyang's face and said softly: "If so, the lord of the city naturally wants to meet and see what kind of excellent woman it is to win the love of such an outstanding man as our Water Captain."

This made people feel comfortable. Shui Qingyang shook his head helplessly and glanced at Jiang Mengyin quietly observing her careful appearance. His face couldn't be tense anymore and he started to laugh.

When he smiled, Jiang Mengyin laughed, showing her white teeth, and continued to relax: "If not, that's simple. The Shui School Captain is at least the confidant of the lord of the city. If you have any requirements for the woman, please make it.

There is nothing else in this city lord, but there are many people I know, such as beautiful, ugly, tall, thin, and black. As long as you dare to put forward the conditions, this city lord will dare to find someone for you and keep you satisfied!”

Oh! He was quite angry. Shui Qingyang was in a good mood, so he followed her words: "I mean you want to be a matchmaker and help you match your uncle ten?"

Jiang Mengyin nodded: "Shui Schoolmaster is not young anymore. Although we are practicing, the years are long, but life is long. It is impossible for us to live alone forever, right? Having someone who loves, knows and accompanys each other can always make people happy.

The Water Captain is determined to fight for the future, and the city lord can understand that a real man is determined to be in all directions. But you can’t forget your personal problems for the sake of your future. Don’t make your last future, but you are still alone and alone. Isn’t that a pity?"

Speaking of this, she deliberately paused and said earnestly: "Whether it is the future or the Taoist couple, we must grasp both hands. Two-pronged approach is the hard truth. Captain Shui, tell me quickly. What kind of woman do you like? When you go back, the city lord will find you immediately."

Jiang Mengyin looked anxious and excited, and it was said that women were born to love gossip, and it was true.

Shui Qingyang didn't know that he had been practicing every day, not caring about the world, not loving the wind and the moon, and Jiang Mengyin and Tao Ling talked about him behind their backs.

It’s not just the two women, but in fact, there are a lot of discussions about this in the circle of female monks in Yuzhaocheng.

One is Shui Qingyang and the other is Yan Ping. The two are beautiful in the prosperous era, but one is more than the other than the other. They are not as good as the young man Mu Shaoai. Over time, some female monks are inevitably confused.

At this moment, she finally had the opportunity to find out Shui Qingyang's hobbies and knew his criteria for choosing a partner. It would be strange if Jiang Mengyin was not excited, but she was afraid that Shui Qingyang would not say anything.

But today, Shui Qingyang might be in a really good mood, so he didn't refuse. He smiled and said, "I don't hide my uncle ten, I like the big ones."

Jiang Mengyin said in surprise: "Do you like older female monks? How much older are you? How many years older, how many years older, how many years older?"

She was secretly shocked. It turned out that this guy was good at this. However, female monks generally maintained very well and were not easy to grow old. It was not harmful to be older.

Shui Qingyang shook his head: "It doesn't matter if you are old or not."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Mengyin raised her head and saw the joking smile on the corner of Shui Qingyang's mouth. She was not a little girl who didn't know anything. She immediately thought of the key and scolded the bastard in her heart.

But who taught her to ask for help? She turned her head and looked straight ahead, pretending to be natural: "Are there any conditions besides this?"

Shui Qingyang: "Of course you can't be too ugly, at least be decent. You should have a plump figure, your hair should be longer and darker, and your waist should be best. There should be no bad breath, your sound must be nice, your teeth must be neat, and you should not be watery... "

He said a lot of things and finally added: "By the way, it's best to have a mole on the corner of his mouth, which looks sexual. It feels a little bit more."

Jiang Mengyin, who was standing beside him, was dumbfounded. What a guy, he usually didn't say a word, but now he was rumbling about a lot of trivial conditions, which made everyone's head hurt.

Such specific rules and regulations cannot be thought of at once. It seems that this guy is not a normal person, and he may often hide in bed and think about things.

Jiang Mengyin looked at Shui Qingyang, bit her lips and snorted, "Person Shui, you said it too quickly just now. Can you repeat it? I am sure that the lord of the city knows it."

So Shui Qingyang said it again, and Jiang Mengyin asked: "What does sex. mean?"

Shui Qingyang picked up the sword, carried his hands on his shoulders, and carried them as a shoulder pole, and smiled and said, "It means people are impulsive."

Pooh!

Jiang Mengyin understood as soon as she heard it. She spat inwardly, cursed shamelessly, but said softly: "Okay, the city lord understands it. The Shui School Captain just wait for the good news."

Knowing that this woman pleased her so much, it was just for the sake of the Immortal Ginseng King, Shui Qingyang didn't expose it and asked, "I have told my own standards. What about you, do you have any man you like?"

Faced with this problem, Jiang Mengyin played with her black hair on her cheeks, and her brown eyes were smiling. She said generously: "Since childhood, there have been many people who like me, but few men who can make me like."

"Very rare? It means there is?" Shui Qingyang was in high spirits.

Jiang Mengyin: "The Shui School Captain is his own person, and I will not hide it from you. From birth to now, the City Lord has liked three men. They are all from a very special background, but also have outstanding abilities. Now they are all famous top heroes in the Immortal Court."

Shui Qingyang said, "You really dare to say it!"

He was really shocked by Jiang Mengyin. He remembered that except Song Yuhu, there was no other woman who was so bold and dared to answer this question head-on.

But the difference is that Song Yuhu is flirting with the mature woman and twitches the smell. Jiang Mengyin gives him the feeling of being frank and natural, and not artificial.

Jiang Mengyin shook her head again: "It's a pity that I don't know why. I have a good impression of one person for a while. After that stage, I feel that he is no longer so attractive and will pay attention to another person.

I also think this is wrong, but my mother said that it is a very normal thing, and it does not mean that I really like it, it is just a novelty when I was young."

Shui Qingyang asked, "Which one of those three people do you like now?"
Chapter completed!