Duan Mingyu was furious, "It's outrageous. You are a man of the first place. Open your 24 grams of titanium alloy dog ​​eyes and give me a good look. Who is more handsome?"

Cheng Zhiyuan said distractedly: "Of course it's my..." Duan Mingyu's face became redder and redder, just like the Stellanboli Volcano on the Wind God Island in Sicily, Italy. Just when Cheng Zhiyuan moved his lips and gently spit out the word "official", it erupted on time! Cheng Zhiyuan swallowed, "Ahem, I think it's equal, it's hard to distinguish!"

Duan Mingyu's face turned red and suddenly felt like a pierced balloon, and it was breathing, "You know what you are!"

Cheng Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, Duan Mingyu's look of chicken blood scared the old man: "Amitabha, you guy, almost killed me, this dog's life, cough, this life!"

"In fact, when you use the quantifier "天" to describe life, you have already lost!" Duan Mingyu laughed. He was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was punished by this guy today. Now he has a small revenge, which can be regarded as a perfect merit and a blood debt and blood repayment.

"Brother Duan, since we are all almost handsome, do you have to consider my Junyu..." Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't do without his business in three sentences, and he whined and started to get involved in this matter again.

"Stop, stop, actually, I think Ling Ai looks like a fairy, looks very gentle, beautiful and wise, with white skin, good at singing and dancing. It is a must-have medicine for walking outside and walking in the world!" Duan Mingyu narrowed his eyes and returned to the dining table and drank a little wine.

"Oh, since that's the case, you can do it. I'm sure I'll take her away!" Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes lit up. There was indeed a chance in this matter!

There is a characteristic of Chinese speaking, that is, if you want to reject someone, you must first give the other person enough. There are a lot of stinky farts, and then say a heartbreaking word, "But!"

Duan Mingyu shook his glass of wine and shook his head and said, "But although this top scholar is not very good, love needs to be a matter of fate. You must be in love and my will. Only when you have a long time of love!"

Cheng Zhiyuan patted his chest, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" After drinking three bowls of wine, he said with a bit of drunkenness: "It's total nonsense to have a love over time, it won't take too long. Really, I use this life to guarantee that I will be able to have a love after two or three times."

Duan Mingyu: "________________________!"

Duan Mingyu said seriously: "Brother Cheng, this is your fault. You must not be so evil in life. I mean that Ling Ai and I have only met twice. No matter how Jun Yu thinks, this top scholar has no feelings. A marriage without feelings is like the grave of love. If you really clap your hands and agree, then the top scholar will definitely sigh before our wedding anniversary! It's the day of annual grave sweeping again!"

"It's really that serious?"

"It's really that serious!"

Looking at Cheng Zhiyuan who looked bad in front of him, Duan Mingyu seemed to feel that this guy, Cheng Yaojin, "It's not understandable. Since ancient times, parents have been the main cause of marriage. How can you say you don't marry? Cough cough, if you don't marry, you won't marry!"

Sure enough, unfortunately, this old man started to act arrogantly.

Duan Mingyu stuffed a lot of food into his mouth, and there were meat but no vegetables. It seemed that he wanted Cheng Zhiyuan to bleed heavily, "Well... it's such a pity. This top scholar now has no father or mother, no uncle or uncle, and his family has a weak family. I am the only one left in Duan!"

Cheng Zhiyuan sat down in disappointment. When talking about such a heavy topic, even if the old fox was unreasonable, he would have to go to silence for three minutes first. However, three minutes were only three minutes after all. There is a saying that he could hide from the first day of the lunar month, but not the fifteenth day of the lunar month. Three minutes passed in a flash. After Duan Mingyu put the last piece of meat into his mouth, Cheng Zhiyuan launched a charge again, vowing to pull out Duan Mingyu's stronghold before he could stop. "If you don't agree to me today, I will die with you today!"

"Oh, okay, okay!" Duan Mingyu's head was as if a chicken pecked at rice. It was boring. It was definitely a battle with serious strength.

Cheng Zhiyuan's face turned cold, "You are trying to force me to kill you!"

Duan Mingyu: “…”

Seeing Duan Mingyu's indifferent look, Cheng Zhiyuan finally stood up, and his every move emitted a cold and cold air. Duan Mingyu began to wonder whether this old thing was really a peerless master hidden among the people, possessing superb magical skills. Facts prove that masters are not so easy to practice, especially old men like Cheng Zhiyuan.

Cheng Zhiyuan shook his sleeves and said sternly: "Chunmei!"

The maid named Chunmei hurriedly ran in from outside the door, looked at the empty table and was eaten clean, and said in surprise: "Master, are you calling me to clean up the dishes?"

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "Hmph, Duan Dazhang Yuan has eaten enough and drunk enough. He should be able to go back!"

Duan Mingyu bowed slowly: "Then I will say goodbye. Brother Cheng doesn't have to send it far away, just deliver it to the door!"

Maid Chunmei burst out laughing, "What are you laughing at? Is it so funny... It seems a bit funny, ahem, I won't send you back, you can go back by yourself!" Cheng Zhiyuan made a gesture of asking him to go out.

Duan Mingyu shook his head. It seemed that Cheng Zhiyuan was really angry. Duan Mingyu was bored and walked out slowly.

The moment Duan Mingyu was about to step out of the door, Cheng Zhiyuan said something, his voice was neither loud nor small, and Duan Mingyu could hear a word in his ears.

Cheng Zhiyuan turned around and said to the maid Chunmei: "Chunmei, please change me into my official uniform. I will re-examine Ji Yunyi's case against Duan Mingyu!"

"Ga!" Duan Mingyu seemed to kick the threshold and fell to the ground in an instant!

Duan Mingyu hurriedly got up, shook the dust, turned around, and barely pulled out an ugly smile, "Old Cheng, what are you talking about?"

"Henan dialect!" Cheng Zhiyuan glared at Duan Mingyu.

"You are taking personal revenge!" Duan Mingyu said angrily.

"You are ungrateful!"

"You are a parent in vain!" Duan Mingyu pointed at Cheng Zhiyuan's nose and cursed.

Cheng Zhiyuan straightened his clothes and said proudly: "Yes, so I decided to focus on observing this case! We must give the parties justice!"

"You are shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment!"

“…”

PS: Before I knew it, the first-class top scholar had already written a hundred chapters and gained a lot. Thank you for your continued support. A man named Qin once asked me to make all the changes. The reason is that the bloody storm of the late Tang Dynasty should focus on the style of fighting for the bloody battle. I even need to reopen a book like this. Xiaguan is good at humorous little articles, and I also worked hard to learn to compete for the hegemony. However, later a book friend reported to me that your book must be written easily and humorously before someone can read it! The protagonists and supporting characters in the previous hundred chapters of Xiaguan are all fictional, and none of them really exist in history, so please forgive me. If you put in a shortcut of history, you will be more inclusive. In the twenty chapters, you will inevitably enter the vortex of real history. If you have any shortcomings at that time, please give me some corrections.

Having written a novel for 52 days, Xiaguan was also a little confused. Has all kinds of time travel been worn out? Readers have really abandoned the novels before time travel. Xiaguan had modified the beginning for more than 20 dynasties in order to write the beginning well. Finally, for a simple reason: experienced authors and editors generally believed that it should be deleted, so they had to be deleted. At the beginning, readers who followed this book knew that the beginning of the book was an accidental time travel with the urban management, but now it is different. After the modification, Xiaguan felt that the beginning seemed bloated and had a lot of information, and he really didn't like it.

Readers who read online articles are very tolerant. You allow grammatical errors and typos. Thank you here. Now Xiaguan Truns firmly believes that history does not necessarily have to be a legitimate battle for hegemony. It can bring you a little happiness in your spare time, which is also a success. If you say too much, this book has reopened the book friend group. It turns out that the one has been disbanded. Please add: 214753313
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