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Chapter 209 Braised Mandarin Ducks

"Yanyan, wait for me-" Duan Mingyu jumped up and shouted. When he saw Yanyan safe, he felt at ease. Yingying raised his sword and fell down, and the person who blocked the road was dead.

The two of them were about to continue to go upstairs, but they saw Fang Wenzhong bringing troops to arrive. Fang Wenzhong walked over and said, "Jingshou, don't worry, I have already sent guards to protect the two girls. They will not be in danger. Don't take risks in person, just wait with peace of mind.

"No hurry? Damn, that's my wife, of course you are not anxious. You despise you, a good show of catching turtles in a jar, and you are so embarrassed to tell me not to hurry. He glanced at Zhou Sanyong on a chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, savoring leisurely, with a smile on his face, and you were so satisfied that you were still fucking pulled you up.

Duan Mingyu found a bamboo chopstick and folded it into two pieces. With a light flick of his slender hand, he heard a light sound. On Wednesday, he used the chair to scatter on the ground with his butt, and poured hot tea on him all over. On Wednesday, he screamed with a "ah" and shocked the chaotic crowd in this cabin.

Duan Mingyu smiled and took advantage of the chaos and rushed upstairs. Wang Aiqing led more than ten guards and surrounded four assassins in the middle.

Damn, it turns out that there are two hidden, but fortunately, Lao Cheng and the others arranged it, otherwise this matter would not be good today. These assassins have good martial arts skills. Although they are surrounded by groups, they are still tenacious in fighting spirit. You can tell at a glance that they are loyal people.

Duan Mingyu laughed and said, "Your master has been taken down by you, and you are still fighting here." Although the four assassins have been trained for a long time, their instincts still make their eyes look inadvertently at Qin Zongheng.

It turned out to be this dog. Duan Mingyu was so angry that if the situation was not chaotic today, Yingying would have let the magic needle be used to kill this dog while he was unprepared!

He suppressed the thoughts in his heart, but Yingying was not idle here. He bent his fingers and pointed them, and the four assassins were inexplicably beaten, and Wang Aiqing seized the opportunity and captured it in one fell swoop.

"Yanyan, Yanyan..." Duan Mingyu rushed into Cheng Junyu's boudoir. Wan Yanyan's eyes were filled with tears, her face was filled with smiles, and she rushed into his arms and cried, "Official, official, you are here!"

"Yanyan, I'll ask you, there's a fire on the upstairs and it's so dangerous, why don't you go downstairs?" Duan Mingyu said.

"It's not that I can't go down, it's Sister Junyu..." Wan Yanyan said this, paused for a moment, and looked secretly at the bed: "Sister Junyu said she must wait until you come before she will go downstairs..."

Duan Mingyu looked at him and saw that Cheng Junyu was sitting on the edge of the bed, with tears on his face not drying, but there was no expression. He just stared at him without saying a word.

Duan Mingyu was a little furious by her eyes. What's wrong with this girl? She won't fight for me, right? I really have something big to do. Isn't you here to hurry back? He felt a little guilty and forced himself to hold back the uneasiness in his heart. Nana walked over, squatted in front of her, and whispered: "Miss Cheng, are you okay?"

A soft and warm fragrance suddenly rushed into his arms. Cheng Junyu's plump and hot body was tightly pressed against his chest, wrapped his hands around his waist, and two soft and hot cherry lips suddenly covered his lips. A fragrance like orchids and musk rushed into his nose, making him dizzy. In a daze, Duan Mingyu's mind buzzed softly. Oh, I was forced to kiss this girl?

Damn, this matter is so sudden and so bad. My wife is standing next to her. Please, Miss, be gentle.

He leaned against Cheng Junyu's chest and thought helplessly. Cheng Junyu's fragrant lips were soft and warm, as if the sweetest honey, which made people love them. The fragrance was filled with a sweet fragrance. Cheng Junyu's breath was hot, and he hummed softly in his mouth, and had long forgotten where this place was!

Kiss it, whoever is afraid of it will come, Duan Mingyu hugged Cheng Junyu's body in his arms, stretched out his hot big hand and gently squeezed it on her back, so as to taste the sweet lips of this girl.

"Brother, you are my person." Cheng Junyu was almost suffocated by his kiss, and was surprised and happy. He finally struggled a little, his almond eyes were slightly opened, his emotions were blurred, and he said with a soft vomiting.

"Huh? What?" Duan Mingyu, who was immersed in the sweetness, was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he intuition told him that this sounded a little wrong.

Cheng Junyu also remembered that what he said was wrong. In shame, he punched him a few times and snorted softly: "It's all your fault. I always let me say the wrong thing. Brother, I am yours."

This sounds a little bit like this. Duan Mingyu chuckled: "Miss Junyu, if you don't mind, let's continue..."

"Young Master (official)..." Zheng Yingying and Wan Yanyan shouted at the same time, with a little aggrieved on their faces.

Duan Mingyu suddenly remembered that the show boat was still burning here, and the attic was in danger of collapse at any time. I was a sperm on my brain.

This girl Cheng Junyu is worthy of being a literary young woman, and she is really willing to sacrifice her life.

"Young Master, this room is burning, it's better to leave earlier. This place is not a place to linger." Zheng Yingying didn't know where she was eating jealousy, so she snorted, pouting in her mouth.

He reluctantly kissed Cheng Junyu on the lips. Duan Mingyu coughed twice, concealing his embarrassment and said, "That's right, that's right. I just did a test of oral secretion under high temperatures. Don't take it seriously. We are in love and politeness.

"This, Yanyan, Yingying, Miss Junyu, let's go down now." The three women heard him speak nonsense. They all spitted lightly, and their faces blushed.

Cheng Junyu was the most unbearable. The active scene just now was the result of being unable to help but venting, and had already broken through his daily limit. He heard him teasing randomly. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at these people.

Yingying pulled Wan Yanyan up, Duan Mingyu pulled Cheng Junyu and rushed downstairs.

Just after walking a few steps, Cheng Junyu suddenly raised his head, looked at Duan Mingyu, and whispered: "Brother. I have something to say."

"If you have something to say on the bed... Oh, no, I mean, if you have something to get off the boat, then say it." Duan Mingyu said anxiously. Cheng Junyu stopped firmly and said softly: "Brother, I'll say it now, otherwise, I'm afraid I will change my mind later." The talented woman just had ideas and said her thoughts on the fire boat. It was so thrilling that I was in a bad mood.

Duan Mingyu smiled bitterly and said, "Tell me quickly, otherwise we will become braised mandarin ducks later."
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