Ying Yi pulled his lips when he saw it. The incense burner was almost burnt out, right? Lu An had been waiting outside for a long time, how cold it was!
But... Master Lin is asleep, who dares to make a sound?
"No movement yet?"
The indifferent and melodious man's voice suddenly sounded, and Ying Yi trembled in shock.
Looking sideways, I saw that the beauty lying on the bed in the car had woken up at some point. The man's narrow phoenix eyes were as cold as autumn frost and as deep as the dark night. How could there be any mistiness like waking up from a big dream?
Ying Yi closed his eyes and lowered his head: "There is no movement. Lu An has been waiting at the door for nearly an hour."
Ying Yi lowered his head and suppressed the fleeting emotions in his eyes.
He was very satisfied with his response just now. He answered Master Lin's question and also explained Lu An's hard work.
very good!
"Open the door."
Lin Zhi's voice was as calm and gentle as his expression.
Ying Yi was stunned again. What does opening the door mean?
Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ying Yi with sharp eyes: "Open the door!"
"Door! Yes!"
Ying Yi shivered and suddenly wanted to understand the meaning of opening the door.
Isn't the door that Lu An guarded for a long time the door?
It’s great to have a job to do! I don’t have to be Mr. Lin’s personal attendant anymore, great!
Ying Yi's eyes are shining, and his body is like a swallow's body coming out of the window.
Lin Zhi watched the wind sweep across his body and fell asleep again.
The people at Lao Chu's side are all lively and lively, so why are the people around him... all dull and boring, always slowing down in everything.
In the past, he always felt that his ghost guards were very good, but they didn't have many harsh words. Why are they so... so annoying now?
"Lu An, please take a break and leave this to me."
Ying strode to the door and waved to Lu An.
After that, he took out the hook from behind. He removed the hook in two or two and installed an iron watermelon the size of a fist. He tightened it, rounded his arm, and threw it out.
Boom!
There was a muffled sound like thunder in the dark night, waking up the dreamer.
The iron watermelon hit the door leaf hard, causing a huge hole in the heavy wooden door.
Ying Yi did not stop, and waved the iron watermelon in his hand up and down. In the blink of an eye, the two doors in front of him were smashed to pieces.
"Master Lin, you can come in now." Yingyi retracted his wings and retreated into the shadows.
"Be bold!"
A big man rushed out of the small courtyard. He glanced at the sawdust flying everywhere and shouted loudly, his voice like a bell.
"Ah, Mr. Song, why don't you come out to greet me in person at this late hour? Thank you for meeting me!"
Lu An walked towards him with a smile, and Yingyi silently followed him, blocking the man's coming and going.
Behind the two of them, Lin Zhi's carriage slowly entered the yard.
"you……."
The big man's face was red, and even his eyes were stained with dazzling blood from the extreme anger. He angrily wanted to find someone to argue with him, but his way was blocked by someone, and he could only stand where he was, unable to go anywhere.
The big man's eyes became increasingly red, and he pointed the carriage fiercely with trembling fingers: "Entering a house at night and breaking into someone's door, who are you!?"
"Lu An." The man in the carriage said slowly and leisurely: "Establish a new portal for Mr. Song."
"Okay."
Lu Anxiao's eyebrows curved, he took a deep breath, and without any warning shouted at the top of his voice: "Master Yu Shi has an order, and he sympathizes with Song Dianshi's hard work and hard work. Today, we specially invite skilled craftsmen to come to renovate Song Dianshi's house. Another
Establish a new gate. Sons and daughters, get moving!"
After giving an order, Dianshi Song Hao suddenly saw countless moving heads in front of his eyes. Some were transporting wood, some were sawing wood, and some were painting.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the sex started in full swing.
"Sir Song." Lu An smiled and approached Song Hao: "Are you satisfied?"