"Yan San..." Looking at the person in front of him in disbelief, Ling Qingyu's lips trembled.
Putting his hand on Chuan Xuan, Yan San jumped onto the boat, pulled Ling Qingyu over and kissed him.
Although so many years had passed, the kiss was still so warm that she let her go down immediately, and then she heard Zhao Yinfeng's voice shouting: "Who put the armor on me!" I saw more and more human heads popping out of the water.
Yang Zhao, Meng Su, He Li, and Zhao Yinfeng were all wearing armor. Zhao Yinfeng was unusually burly, and Ling Qingyu specially put on full body armor for him. After splashing in the water for a few times, he sank. Ye Shiyi, who was next to him, lifted him up with one hand, swam to the side of the boat, smiled brightly at Ling Qingyu, and called, "Sister~"
"Eleventh..." With a soft moan, before Ling Qingyu's voice fell, Ye Shiyi jumped onto the boat with Chuanxuan on his hands, and brought Zhao Yinfeng up, while Chuanxuan had already put several hands on it.
"Zhao..." "Meng Su..." "He Li..."
One person and one hug, so close, as if the separation for so many years did not exist.
When Su Mu Yingjiu helped Cheng Jia onto the boat, Ling Qingyu's tears could not stop falling.
"Ye Po!" Ying Shisan called out in the water, a red bloodstain floated on the water, Yan Qi, who was near them, reached over, picked him up with Ying Shisan, and sent him to the boat.
Blood was still flowing from Ye Po's chest, and his face was pale, but he grinned at Ling Qingyu who was frightened.
What Bai Ze said about fulfilling his wish meant letting them come back with her? !
Before he had time to think about it, seeing that everyone was already on board, Ling Qingyu pulled the boat's engine and drove the boat straight to his villa on the edge of Taihu Lake.
The boat was unlike any they had ever seen, especially the rattling thing that made the sailless boat go at breakneck speed.
Looking at the wine bottles and glasses on the boat table, the eyes of the group of people stared at her again.
"Hehe..." Ling Qingyu laughed sarcastically, turned his head away, and didn't meet his eyes.
"Spirited wine." Cheng Jia picked up the bottle and sniffed it, then said.
"Return two bottles?" Yan San glanced and said.
"More than that." Yan Qi took out two more empty bottles from under the table.
"No wonder he passed away drunk." Ye Shixi concluded.
If you don't say a few words, you will die! Ling Qingyu blushed unconsciously, and said, "I'm not drunk to death, I just fell into the lake."
The boat with the motor fully turned on was very fast. Ling Qingyu leaned the boat against the pier of his villa skillfully, then jumped onto the pier, and said back, "Go home first."
Looking at the bleeding wound on Ye Po's body who was being held by Ye Shiyi, Ling Qingyu hurriedly ran to his villa.
Pushing open the glass door facing the lake, he took off his shoes and turned on the lights. The floor heating in the villa was still on, and the room was very warm. Ling Qingyu ran upstairs, turning on all the lights while running. The isolated villas on the edge were brightly lit.
Went up to the second floor, found the medical box from the bedroom, Ling Qingyu picked it up and hurried downstairs, saw them all standing in the doorway in a daze, and said: "Why are you in a daze? Come in, come on eleven, Put the night soul on the sofa."
Seeing that she was barefoot, the men also took off their boots, walked on the warm wooden floor, and looked around with incredulous expressions.
Opening the medical box, Ling Qingyu looked at Ye Po's wound, the wound on his chest was still bleeding, presumably she came back, so he followed him, the soul sacrificial platform did not have time to heal his wound in the future.
"Yan San, come here. This is alcohol, this is a bandage, and this is Baiyao. There is no golden sore medicine over there." Ling Qingyu handed the medical kit to Yan San, picked up the phone beside the sofa and dialed.
"Damn, Huadong! Don't sleep, answer the phone!" Hearing the beeping sound on the phone, Ling Qingyu murmured anxiously to himself, looked at Ye Po who was pale but still smiling, and even more so. Is impatient, dialed the past again.
"Ling Qingyu! You want to die! Look at what time it is!" Huadong's furious voice came from the phone, but it made Ling Qingyu happy.
"Hua Dong, ask your cousin to bring the guy to my house on the Taihu Lake right away, and I'll give you half an hour. If it's less than half an hour, we will break up!" Ling Qingyu also said loudly.
"Did you have an accident? Why are you looking for my cousin?" Hua Dong seemed to be awake and asked.
"Yes, yes, I can't figure it out. I cut myself a cut, and now I'm bleeding to death. If you don't come here again, just wait for me to collect the body!" Ling Qingyu said anxiously. Then he smiled at the twelve knife-like gazes and made a reassuring gesture.
"You idiot, pig head! What are you doing? For a scumbag? Let me tell you, if you die, I will never forgive you. I will curse you with a villain!" Huadong cursed.
"If you hang around any longer, I'll really die." Watching Yan San make a simple bandage for Ye Po, Ling Qingyu sighed.
"Wait for me, I'll be there in fifteen minutes, and you'll have to bear it if you die." After Huadong finished speaking, the phone hung up.
The men were sitting or standing, all looking at her. Standing up, Ling Qingyu bowed and made a western salute, saying: "Well, welcome to my world."
Smiles spread across the faces of the men. Yang Zhao, who was closest to her, hugged her and was about to kiss her, but Zhao Yinfeng pulled her away.
"Wait! Wait!" Ling Qingyu, who was stunned by several people, shouted: "First change clothes, take a shower, and then let's sit down and have a good chat."
"You change it first." Yang Zhao touched the sweater that was already soaked on her body and said.
"I'm fine." Touching the iron armor on Yang Zhao's body, Ling Qingyu's eyes turned red, he took Yang Zhao's hand, and said, "Come!" Then he said to He Li and Meng Su: "You three go upstairs together. The master bedroom." Then he said to Cheng Jia and Zhao Yinfeng: "You guys also come with me."
After bringing a few people up, Ling Qingyu pushed open the door of his master bedroom, and said to them after entering the bathroom: "Take a bath and change clothes first, you see, this is hot water, this is cold water, just put it in this position , the hot water comes automatically, forget it, I’ll turn it on, you just don’t turn it off.” After adjusting the water temperature and turning on the faucet, Ling Qingyu took Zhao Yinfeng and Cheng Jia to the second bedroom next to him, and turned on the faucet as usual , let them wash themselves.
"Yan Qi, Sum, Thirteen, Nine, come up." After placing these people, Ling Qingyu shouted to the people below while lying on the stairs on the second floor. After the four of them came up, they took them to the other two second bedrooms and turned on the water.
Letting them undress by themselves, Ling Qingyu went up to the third floor and came out with a large stack of bath towels from the closet. Fortunately, in this villa, she often held receptions and placed a lot of toiletries.
"I'll do it." Ye Shiyi took the bath towel she was holding that was almost over her head, and asked, "Is there anything else I want to take?"
"Eleven," Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to caress his beautiful face.
"En." Ye Shixi smiled lightly, his eyes filled with happiness.
With tears in her eyes, she reached out and hugged his waist, her fingers caressing the wet red dress on his body...
"Oh my God! I still need to find clothes for you!" Ling Qingyu yelled after regaining consciousness, wiped away her tears, and took Ye Shixi to send the bath towels into each room first, and then ran up to see if there were any before. Menswear left behind.
After rummaging through the utility room, I found a dozen T-shirts and trousers left over from the event. They haven’t been unpacked yet. After thinking about it, the men downstairs are all tall, and there is a super tall man Zhao Yinfeng, Ling Qingyu stroked his forehead, then unpacked the package of clothes and walked down.
"Zhao, divide it up." Ling Qingyu put the clothes on Yang Zhao's hands who had just come out of the bathroom, and was about to go downstairs to see Ye Po, but was held back by Yang Zhao.
"Go down by yourself first, and change your clothes." Yang Zhao was wearing a towel around his waist, looking at her with a nervous expression.
"I'm not in a hurry," Ling Qingyu said with a smile. Seeing that Yang Zhao's expression sank, he said, "My friends will come later. If I see you all wearing those clothes, I... can't explain, Zhao, we Here is no better than that, don't worry, things like colds are easily cured here."
Seeing that his face was still worried, Ling Qingyu lifted his foot to touch his lips, and said, "I know how to measure it, don't worry, this is my territory."
Yang Zhao let go, and Ling Qingyu hurried downstairs, ran to Yan San's side, looked worriedly, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's a bit dark." Yan San frowned slightly.
"Master..." Ye Po looked at Ling Qingyu with a smile on his face, and whispered.
"Don't be afraid, Po'er, a good doctor will come later." Ling Qingyu held his hand and said.
"Flower movement?" Yan San looked at her and asked, he had heard this name before, after being drunk that time.
"Well, my girlfriend, ah, is my good friend." Ling Qingyu said with a smirk. Every time I get drunk and make a mistake, I'm afraid there will be someone talking about Huadong, a bad friend. When Yan San and Yan Qi heard this name, the expressions on their faces were oh, so there really is such a person...
"Qing Yu..." Yan San put his arms around her neck, and kissed her deeply, with deep thoughts and love.
A bang of an emergency brake sounded in the front yard, bringing a mournful echo in the silent night.
Ye Po, who was reclining on the sofa, grabbed the dagger he brought with him and was about to get up.
"Wait." Ling Qingyu pressed his hand, let go of Yan San, and then said to the men rushing out from the second floor: "It's okay, my friend is here, go back and get dressed!"
"Yan San, you go up and change your clothes first." Ling Qingyu said to Yan San while getting up, and walked quickly to the front door.
"Ling Qingyu! Are you dead? Open the door if you're not dead, or I'll smash the glass!" Before she reached the door, there was a knock on the door.
"Here we come!" Ling Qingyu hurried forward to open the door, and welcomed Huadong and Huazhonghua, who was still sleepy, in.
Huadong grabbed her and looked up and down, and said, "You're not hurt! Are you kidding me?"
"Hua Hua, come here, come here quickly." Ling Qingyu threw her hand away, grabbed Hua Zhonghua's arm and dragged her towards the sofa.