Qin Yang didn't expect that his luck would be so good. Such a beautiful woman smiled like a flower and agreed to "have a good chat" with him after seeing him. This made Qin Yang instantly feel extremely confident in his own charm.
Song Yu, Pan An, and this and that star king. To get a girl, you have to look at your temperament. A man like the Yellow Turban King Ming, who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is as immovable as a mountain, can't make those little girls faint.
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The "tragic experiences" of being chased and beaten in the past were all thrown out of the window by Qin Yang's self-confidence. That's because those vulgar fans don't know how to appreciate it! Look at the little beauty in front of you, her eyes are affectionate and her eyes are watery.
Are those big barking eyes always staring at you?
Qin Yang was spitting foam and flying stars in the teahouse, bragging about how powerful he was, while secretly rejoicing in his heart. The long-awaited benefits, the spring of the time traveler has finally come, he wakes up to take over the world, and lies drunk in the lap of a beautiful woman.
Life seems to be waving to the great Yellow Turban King Ming. Guan Hai? Qin Yang has long forgotten which corner he threw that troublesome guy and drew circles...
"By the way, one time, I met Lu Bu when I was shopping. You know Lu Bu, right? Yes, yes, he is the god of war who is so awesome... Fortunately, he can also scare you ignorant girls. I
Third brother Qin didn't take him seriously at all... fight? Oh, of course, of course... I'm not bragging. Most people talk about fighting for 300 rounds, but I never say that.
Brother Qin San, one move is enough to deal with a guy like Lu Bu! As soon as I made a move, the kid fell down... Guess what? After the kid fell down, he asked me why I hit him with snot and tears.
.Actually, I don’t know why, so I can only tell him that he is too ugly and should not go out on the street to scare people in the future..."
Qin Yang took a sip of tea to replenish his dry mouth caused by lack of water. After talking for a long time, he found that although the girl opposite was listening, she seemed to lack interest. Qin Yang suddenly realized that this little beauty opposite him was probably
He probably didn't even know who Lu Bu was, so no wonder he didn't even get the slightest reaction after bragging for so long.
Qin Yang reacted quickly, quickly summed up his mistake, and began to ask tentatively: "Have you ever heard of the saint of the Yellow Turban Sect? She is the woman named Zhang Ning."
"Saint?" As Qin Yang expected, the girl's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the name. Qin Yang was immediately convinced. Sure enough, the girl was more concerned about girls' affairs.
"Sister, have you seen that saint?" Qin Yang sneered, intentionally or unintentionally "drawing" the relationship between the two closer.
"I haven't seen it..., I just heard that the saint is as beautiful as a fairy, just like a fairy descending to earth... Brother, have you seen it?" There was confusion in the girl's eyes, and she shook her head. At the end, she called Qin Yang very cooperatively.
Say "Brother".
"Bah!" Brother Qin Yang screamed so hard that his bones went numb. Suddenly, the energy in Huangjin Mingwang's body exploded and his heroic spirit rose sharply. He spit out a mouthful of foam in a magnificent and earth-shattering way, making many guests around him look sideways.
Secretly admire.
"That bullshit is as beautiful as a fairy or a fairy descending to the earth. Those are all bluffing. In fact, it's not the same thing at all..." Qin Yang couldn't help but gnashed his teeth secretly when he thought of his failure at the negotiation table not long ago.
"Then what does she look like?" The girl seemed to be very interested and asked Qin Yang.
"Let me tell you, that saint is as strong as a cow and as fat as a pig. Her face is full of fat. Her voice is more manly than a man's. When she opens her mouth, the powder on her face falls like snow.
It doesn't stop, and she also has bad breath, body odor, foot odor, etc. In short, it's just that smelly... And she has no problem pretending to be a lady, picking her nose with her thumb. Did you see that my thumb is thicker than this! You
Let's just say how big her nostrils are..." Qin Yang gave full play to his imagination and even "plagiarized" the legendary domineering "flower-like" shape, telling the story with great emotion and seriousness. Moreover, he found that the girl opposite listened more and more.
Fascinated, a pair of big bright eyes stared at him without blinking.
"Brother, look, there is a flower seller downstairs. Look how beautiful she is..." Just when Qin Yang gritted his teeth and described the "saint girl" in his mind who was in a very happy mood. The girl suddenly said, with her bright face
There seems to be a slight blush.
"Flowers...oh! Yes, flower seller! Just wait!" Qin Yang was stunned for a moment and then understood. Before the girl could say anything, the figure of the Yellow Turban Ming King disappeared from the seat in the tea house.
"Flowers are given to beauties. Look, sister, such delicate flowers are more beautiful only when they are next to a beauty like you..." Qin Yang offered a bouquet of flowers, trying his best to hide his wolf-like gaze, and spoke in an affectionate voice.
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"What beautiful flowers, thank you brother. Are you tired, brother? You must drink the tea I poured for you myself!" The girl was delighted with the flowers and handed a cup of fragrant tea to Qin Yang with her other hand.
Smelling the faint fragrance on the girl's hand, Qin Yang suddenly became drunk. He hurriedly took the tea cup and swallowed the tea in one gulp. He didn't even know what the tea tasted like.
"Brother, I'm a little tired..." After seeing Qin Yang drink tea, the girl stretched slightly, like a lazy cat that had just gotten up from the sun and was as cute as a cat.
Qin Yang couldn't help but look a little crazy for a while, but he realized it after a while and hurriedly said: "Oh, oh! Sister is tired? Where is your home? I will take you home..."
"Don't you want to go home yet? My brother's story is so interesting. I still want to hear it..." When the girl said this, her face seemed to turn pink. She hesitated and said softly: "How about we find a quiet place?"
Where I clicked, my brother will tell me a story, just the two of us, okay..."
"A quieter place... just the two of us..." The girl's voice, as thin as a mosquito or a fly, sounded to Qin Yang like thunder running through the sky, and it exploded in his mind.
"The sky has eyes!" If it weren't for the fact that there was still a trace of reason in his mind, Qin Yang would almost scream up to the sky with tears streaming down his face! Bless the Yellow Sky, bless the sky, bless my father, mother, uncle and great virtuous teacher two thousand years later!
Could it be that my Qinyang's peach blossoms have finally blossomed, my destiny has turned around, and have you finally noticed the most pious calls and prayers deep in my heart, Qinyang?
Qin Yang was so excited that he almost choked. Although he looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, he had actually maintained his virginity for more than twenty years! He really couldn't believe that good luck would suddenly come to him.
On top of his head. His twenty-year expectation of keeping his virginity finally came to an end at dawn. To be deprived of his virginity by such a beautiful and well-behaved girl was something Qin Yang had never even dreamed of.
"Brother, why are you crying?" The girl looked at the tears that flowed out of the corners of Qin Yang's eyes in surprise. Of course, she also noticed the crystal clear, slimy tears flowing out of Qin Yang's nostrils and corners of his mouth.
clear liquid...
"Ah? Oh! It's nothing... The wind was too strong, and the sand got into his eyes..." Qin Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart, stretched out his palm and wiped it on his face. Then he said with what he thought was the most charming smile.
: "Since my sister is so direct... oh no, she likes to listen to stories so much, how can my brother have the heart to refuse? I know a hotel... oh the inn is nice, very quiet, no one will disturb me, what do you think of my sister?"
The girl lowered her pink neck, her pretty face was full of spring, and whispered: "My brother's arrangement is..."
"Okay!... Oh, sister please first..."
After getting off the teahouse, Qin Yang glanced around and finally caught the figure of Guan Hai squatting there playing with the birds in a corner outside the teahouse. Immediately, Qin Yang took three steps at a time and rushed to Guan Hai.
"temple……"
"What kind of palace is your palace! Didn't you tell me not to call me your highness? Forget it, these are not important, here is the money. Go to the west of the city and find an inn. Yes, it is the one with the best scenery and the sparsely populated ones.
.Give me the entire inn, whether it’s the boss or the waiters, guests, etc., drive them all away! Oh, by the way, then you also disappear for me. The further away, the better, this matter has nothing to do with me, the Yellow Turban Army
With your luck, no matter what happens, even if the house is demolished, don’t show up. Hurry up!”
Guan Hai was already slow in thinking and was dizzy by Qin Yang's series of orders. However, he was relatively alert and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty...oh, Master. How long are you going to stay at the inn? If anything happens,
How can I find you?"
"How long?" A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes, "It will take at least one day and one night... no, three days and three nights! This matter is important, so hurry up and do it!"
Looking at Guan Hai's hurried away figure, Qin Yang's heart surged. What if the power he had accumulated for more than 20 years exploded? Without the passion of three days and three nights, how could he be worthy of the title of the Yellow Turban King? It's true that a man who is full does not know how to be hungry.
The man is hungry, well... it should be said like this, "The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan..."
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