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Chapter 175(2/2)

He didn't say anything, but sat directly on the bed with expressionless face and looked at Yang Shun with interest.

After a while, Yang Shun also killed the wine in the jar.

He touched his stomach, and the strong sense of fullness made him burp.

Looking at Zhang Yuan, I only saw Zhang Yuan looking at him.

With eyes facing each other, the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Immediately, I laughed in a very tacit way.

“Not bad.”

Zhang Yuan slapped, "It's interesting and interesting."

I saw that although he was still blushing, he was no longer drunk when he spoke.

"Tell me."

"What are you going to do when I come to my humble house and find me, a down-and-out man?"

"Don't say that you just like to see this broken house to satisfy your perverted superiority, right?"

Seeing him having a playful look, he said something like this.

Look at the expression between his eyebrows.

Very dark.

Yang Shun couldn't figure out whether he was joking.

He was stunned and smiled immediately, and then recited seriously: "The mountain is not high, but the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, but the dragon is spiritual."

"This is a humble house, but my virtue is full of virtue."

"The moss marks are green on the steps, and the grass color enters the curtains."

"There are great scholars who talk and laugh, but there are no white people who come and go."

"You can adjust the Suqin and read the golden scriptures. There is no disturbance of silk and bamboo, and no labor of papers."

When he thought of this, he looked at Zhang Yuan with a smile, as if he was asking, "Why are you so ugly?"

When Zhang Yuan heard this, he was also stunned. He then stared at him solemnly for a long time and asked, "Who are you? How dare you ask for your surname?"

"I am not a man, my surname is Yang, I am Yang Shun."

"Yang Shun?"

Zhang Yuan was stunned, and then widened his eyes, "But, the guest of the Prince Kang Mansion, the author of the Queqiao Immortal and the Goddess of Luo, Yang Shun?"

"Ha? Do you know me?"

"I know you!"

Zhang Yuan's eyes suddenly shone with brilliance, "Why didn't you say you were Yang Shun earlier?"

"If you want to say it earlier, we will save ourselves from pretending to take off our pants and fart things at the beginning."

"Hahaha."
Chapter completed!
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