Love apartment under one person

Chapter 61 Wang Ye: Where is Zhuge Qing?I'm going to get rid of him.

After waking up from his afternoon nap, Meng Lang rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom. He saw Wang coming out of the bathroom, wiping the corners of his mouth as well.

"Hey, how is Taoist Wang resting?"

Seeing that it was Meng Lang who was speaking, Wang Ye subconsciously took half a step back, and at the same time quickly switched his facial expression to the mode of dead fish eyes and facial paralysis: "It's not bad."

Meng had no self-consciousness to be annoying, and said with a familiar look: "Brother Wang, wait a moment."

After speaking, he turned and went back to the room, took a piece of sportswear he usually wears and threw it to Wang Ye.

"Put it on, wear a Taoist robe with holes and blood, let others see it and think that we provide some special services."

Wang Ye: (￣ー￣)
Watching Wang also go back to the bathroom again, Meng Lang whistled and walked to the refrigerator, and took out a glass of Dali brand mixed juice and a bottle of coke that had recently been put in the refrigerator and was not very cold.

'Well, keep the iced ones for yourself. '

As soon as he turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down, he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening.

Wang also rubbed his hair and walked to the sofa to sit down, with a far-fetched smile on the corner of his mouth and said:

"Brother Meng, although your actions are confusing, but no matter what, Mr. Wang owes you a huge favor this time."

Hearing that Meng Lang didn't speak, he just handed over the Coca-Cola in his hand to signal Wang to take it too, then unscrewed the cap of Dali brand juice and took a sip.

"Ha~~"

Sighing comfortably, Meng Lang straightened up under Wang Ye's gaze, and asked seriously, "Master Wang, what is a warlock?"

Wang Ye was taken aback when he heard the words, then he also didn't speak immediately, and slowly unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle.

"Ha~~"

Following Meng Lang's example and sighing comfortably, Wang Ye lowered his eyelids slightly and said quietly:
"How should I put it, warlocks are just a group of people who take advantage of the trend while exploiting loopholes, that's all."

Meng Lang snapped his fingers in agreement, "That's right! So, even if you've learned Fenghou Qimen, you don't think you're a qualified warlock, right?"

Hearing this, Wang also lowered his head thoughtfully, and did not answer for a long time.

Although he couldn't see his expression, Meng Lang could vaguely feel that Wang Ye was shaken deep in his heart, so he struck while the iron was hot and said:
"Brother Wang, do you want to know why I bet with you?"

"Why?"

"Because you resemble a good friend of mine."

"Like? Which aspect?"

"Proud and sharp, but the talents of the sky have not been honed as they should be, just like you are now using Fenghou Qimen but always like to go against the trend."

"Where did I go against the trend?"

"The fact that you came to me is going against the trend."

Wang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That's why Brother Meng painstakingly arranged such a beating for Xiaodao, so that Wang can feel the beating from the society?"

Meng Lang waved his hand casually and said, "Don't call me Brother Meng, it's okay to call me Meng Lang or Lao Mengdu in the future, but it's more for the sake of forming a good relationship with you."

Wang Ye scratched his face when he heard the words and said, "Okay, Lao Meng! You can also call me Wang Ye or Lao Wang, but please be careful not to say Wang, civilized you and me."

Meng Lang laughed, toasted Wang Ye and took a sip of his drink.

Wang also raised his glass and took a sip of Coke without ice, and then asked: "Old Meng, do you still need to have a relationship with a small person like me with such great ability? You spent so much money to buy a building just to teach me Be human?"

Hearing what he said, Meng Lang answered inconsequentially and asked, "You know, your father used to be my grandfather's soldier."

"I didn't know at first, but my father mentioned it to me when I asked about you yesterday."

"My grandfather taught me the most saying 'It's hard to light a fire with one tree, and it's hard for one person to be a job'. I didn't quite understand it before, but I gradually understood it after working."

"If I don't have connections, wouldn't I be cold when something urgent happens?"

"For example, for a lone ranger like you, once something happens, the family members will be questioned whether they can keep it safe, right? Do you dare to let the circle know that you will be a successor?"

When Wang also heard this, he couldn't help but see the terrifying scenes simulated by Meng Lang with the "Phantom of the Heavenly Palace" in his mind.

Thinking of this, Wang Ye's dead eyes widened in an instant, and at the same time, his whole person's painting style changed suddenly. In Meng Lang's surprised eyes, a seven-day lock of love than Jin Jian sealed his joints, and then shouted forcefully:
"Your uncle Meng Lang, what kind of grudge do I have against you? You want to show me those things? Don't you know that the trouble is worse than your family? I'll lock you up!"

Sensing strange sensations from his limbs, Meng Lang felt a little chilly, and shouted angrily:

"Wang Ye, get up for me! What are you pretending to do? That is an illusion I made, and it is also your real worry in your heart. You are just afraid that the news of Feng Hou's strange family will hurt your family."

Seemingly realizing that his act of forcibly locking men was inappropriate, Wang also let go of his hands and feet resentfully, but he vaguely felt that this feeling seemed to be quite good.

'Since Meng Lang can't do it, why don't you find someone else to try in the future? '

Wang also shook his head, drove out the inappropriate thoughts in his mind, looked at Meng Lang and asked:

"So I'm here, right? If you help me, it won't be a problem to ensure the safety of my family in the future, right?"

Meng dug his ears expressionlessly, and said nonchalantly, "If I'm in a good mood then, I can really consider helping you."

Wang Ye smiled all over his face when he heard this: "Then how can you feel better when you're dead?"

"Just promise me something."

"I have a good friend named Zhuge Qing. If you see him in the future, beat him up for me. It doesn't need to be too hard. Just beat him until he loses his appearance."

Wang Ye: (￣┏＿┓￣)
"Uh, Lao Meng, are you sure that's your friend?" Wang also had dark lines all over his face.

However, Meng Lang took out a book that said "Intimate Heaven" on the cover from nowhere, and opened the first page, which clearly read:

On XX, XX, 2020, today, my bad friend Zhuge Qing made fun of me for taking the blame for their whole village. This grudge——I wrote it down.

Taking a closer look at the date, Meng Lang nodded fiercely to Wang Ye: "That's right, he is my best friend, for my sake, please be ruthless!"

Wang Ye: (-ω-)
"As long as you finish this matter, I promise you - if there is any trouble in your family one day in the future, someone from Meng will settle it for you."

Wang also lowered his head and pondered for a few seconds, then took a deep breath, looked around and saw no one else, and leaned in front of Meng Lang and asked in a deep voice:
"Where is Zhuge Qing now? I'll get rid of him immediately!"

rash:()!

Right here, when Meng and Wang were conducting a series of indescribable transactions, in 3601 Zhuge Dali's room.

Zhuge Dali, who had gone to great lengths to send Hu Yifei away, secretly took out the demon refining pot from under the pillow.

After rubbing it carefully for a while, the little girl gritted her teeth and decided to do something shameful
PS: (I have something to do at noon, the update is ahead of time) The second update is completed today.Recommendation tickets and book reviews during this period are very important to the author, please support me a lot.

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