Money-making son, black-bellied mother

"Mother, the man in your space should have woken up!" In the evening, there were only mother and son left in the room, and as soon as Fei Yang lifted his jade hand, Jun Tianjue came out of the space and landed on the ground.

"Ugh!" Jun Tianjue let out a muffled snort. He actually woke up a long time ago. At first he didn't know where he was, but gradually he felt that it seemed to be a space, but he couldn't be sure, after all, there was no one there. The space can be so large that you can't see the edge at a glance.

But when he was released from the space, Jun Tianjue was stunned again. This woman is not only a master, but also possesses the most precious treasure in the world.

"Who are you guys? Why are you always against us." Jun Tianjue was no longer bewildered by Shen Feiyang's beauty at this moment, and he also instantly became vigilant.

Shen Xiaobai was very upset seeing Jun Tianjue at the moment, thinking of Mao Mao in his brain, it has been a night and a day, wondering if Mao Mao had anything to eat after being taken away by that man.

"Hmph! It's because you have done too many bad things to fight against you." Shen Xiaobai was puzzled and kicked Jun Tianjue hard on the lower abdomen.

"Ugh! What kind of gentleman are you, brat who plots against people behind his back? If you have the guts to let me go, let's go one-on-one." Jun Tianjue gritted his teeth and stared at Shen Xiaobai.

Shen Xiaobai looked at him with a cold smile, "I'm not a gentleman in the first place." Then he kicked Jun Tianjue's stomach.

"Stinky boy, if you dare to do something, I will definitely make you look good when I go out."

"Hehe, then I'll wait for that day." He raised his foot again, "It was kicked by Maomao.

"Stop making trouble!" Suddenly Shen Feiyang quickly stopped Shen Xiaobai.

Shen Xiaobai and Jun Tianjue looked at Shen Feiyang at the same time.

"There are people in the void!" Fei Yang's voice was very heavy.

"How is it possible, how can you feel that there are people in the void in reality." Jun Tian couldn't help talking to himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you can't, it doesn't mean others can't." Shen Xiaobai yelled at Jun Tianjue.

"Do you know who it is?" Every cell in Shen Xiaobai's body tensed up, ready to fight at any time.

Feiyang didn't use clairvoyance to penetrate the void, because Jun Tianjue is here, and it's better not to expose some situations.

Feiyang lowered his head and swept Jun Tianjue on the ground. He wanted to put him in the void, but suddenly, he looked down at Jun Tianjue and a faint smile appeared on the corner of Jun Tianjue's lips.

"What do you want to do?" Seeing Feiyang's smile, Jun Tianjue felt the hairs all over his body stand on end.

"Why don't you know after a while?" Hua Luofeiyang stepped forward and touched Jun Tianjue's acupuncture points, "..." In an instant, it was impossible for Jun Tianjue to move or make a sound.

Feiyang quickly jumped away from the rope with a dagger, grabbed Jun Tianjue's belt and threw him directly onto the big bed, with a wave of his wrist, the quilt covered him, and the curtains on the bed fell down.

"People are approaching, let's hide quickly." Said Feiyang pulled Shen Xiaobai to hide behind the screen on one side.

"Sister, are you going to let Jun Tianjue take the place of the dead ghost?"

Fei Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Sometimes people who break into houses at night may not necessarily be killers, but may also be flower pickers."

Feiyang's phrase "flower picker thief" was intended for Jun Tianjue on the bed to hear.

Jun Tianjue was nervous just now, but now he feels goosebumps all over his body. If he is really a flower picker, then the men outside will treat him as a woman.

I dare not think about the things behind...

Just when Jun Tianjue was afraid, Shen Xiaobai's voice came out, "Flower picking thieves don't necessarily only like women, they may also like men, my lord, you can enjoy it for a while!"

At this moment, Jun Tianjue scolded both of them, but he couldn't move or make a sound, so he could only pray in his heart, that he was not a flower picker.

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