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43 Miss, I will do the rest

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    Yang Qingshan went back to the beach casually, casually glanced at the dinosaur and Xiaoliu who were still confronting each other, stretched out his middle finger contemptuously, and then walked towards his two-story building.

    "Yang Qingshan, where is the master?" Dinosaur looked around on the beach, but he didn't see the master, so he asked suspiciously.

    "The master has been eliminated by my brother."

    "Brother, it's too fierce." Xiao Liu said in surprise, and then yelled at the dinosaur: "Hurry up and get out, wait for the police to catch it."

    Dinosaur and his subordinates looked at each other, glanced at Yang Qingshan, and then looked at the beach in disbelief, but still didn't see the master, so he turned around and left after a few harsh words.

    "Walk slowly, I won't see you off." Xiao Liu said with a shy smile.

    "Stop laughing, go rest, and do business tomorrow." Yang Qingshan smiled while standing at the entrance of the small building.

    "Okay."

    Yang Qingshan walked into the small building on the second floor and looked around. He was relieved that there was no damage.

    After taking a shower, Yang Qingshan went to the kitchen to make a bowl of noodles for himself, took it to the rooftop, set up a sun umbrella, and ate noodles comfortably under the umbrella.

    After eating the noodles, Yang Qingshan lay on the deck chair under the sun umbrella, thinking about the battle on the cliff.

    Yang Qingshan was very nervous. The battle on the cliff didn't seem to last long, only a few tricks passed, but the opponent was a master after all, the reason why he won was because the big bald head was too pretentious and careless, and the second was that the big bald head didn't think of Yang Qingshan  Qingshan will also be angry.

    However, Yang Qingshan also had a feeling that the big bald head didn't seem to be a very good expert, but rather a master who could pretend to fool people. When this kind of thought appeared, Yang Qingshan felt weird.

    "I knew the old man's qigong is powerful." The corners of Yang Qingshan's mouth curled up, and just as he smiled smugly, his face suddenly changed, and he stood up suddenly and looked at the sea: "Oops, that master was thrown into the sea. I don't know if he died or not.  It will be troublesome.¡±

    As soon as he thought of this, Yang Qingshan saw a figure appearing on the beach, swinging his arms vertically and weakly, he walked slowly onto the beach, glanced at Yang Qingshan, laughed and walked towards the road.

    Yang Qingshan heaved a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that a master is a master, his arms were crippled and he could swim out of the sea alive, so he went downstairs with the bowl to wash the dishes. When he entered the kitchen, he felt that the kitchen was a little different.  The pot in which a bowl of noodles was cooked just now is gone.

    "Where's the pot?" Yang Qingshan searched all over the kitchen but couldn't find the pot, he didn't pay attention to it for a while, after washing the dishes, Yang Qingshan went to the rooftop, enjoying the summer wind and rain by the sea.

    "The body doesn't tremble anymore." Yang Qingshan looked at the occasional blue light in his hands while being lucky.

    "Boom"

    An unknown voice suddenly sounded downstairs.

    Yang Qingshan squinted his eyes, concentrating on the movement below, wondering if the dinosaur was not convinced that he had won and wanted to plot against him, but when he listened carefully, the sound disappeared again.  Yang Qingshan didn't understand the sound, it sounded like eating, especially noodles.

    Yang Qingshan went downstairs quietly, and with the faint light of the mobile phone, following the sound, he saw a petite figure in the kitchen, sneaking around.

    "Who?" Yang Qingshan asked.

    "Ah!" With a scream, the figure ran out of the kitchen in a panic, bumped into the sofa in the living room, and then fell silent.

    Yang Qingshan shrugged, first turned on the kitchen light, and there was an overturned pot on the ground, which was the pot he used to cook noodles.

    "Thinking that I want to eat my food is not authentic." Yang Qingshan cursed, turned on the light in the living room, and the figure hiding on the sofa screamed again, and ran to the outside, but Yang Qingshan was faster, one lunge  He rushed up and grabbed a soft arm.

    "Ah! It hurts!"

    "It's you?"

    Yang Qingshan stared dumbfounded at his dirty white dress, a pair of muddy feet with shoes on and one without shoes, a smudged little face covered with strands of rain-soaked hair, and the corners of his mouth  The shredded noodles that hadn't been eaten were exactly the suicide girl who was rescued by him a month ago, and the eldest lady of Mengdu Group, Murong Qiushui, who was looking for with a lot of material and police force.

    "Hi, hello." Murong Qiushui said weakly, lowering his head, holding the skirt with his dirty little hands, because the skirt was wet from the rain, and the white underwear inside could be seen.

    "Are you hungry?" Yang Qingshan asked with a smile, his tone was soft, and he turned and went to the kitchen.

    "Since you're here, stay here. Missy, how can you eat leftovers. I'll make you some fried rice." Yang QingshanHearing movement in the living room, probably Murong Qiushui wanted to sneak out, so he said calmly.

    Murong Qiushui, who had already reached the porch, was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and came back obediently, wanting to sit down, but seeing how dirty he was, he didn't dare to sit down, and stood crookedly in the living room without saying a word.  hair.

    "Take off that shoe, aren't you tired?" Yang Qingshan started to heat the oil and said to the outside.

    Murong Qiushui did not speak, looked down at his feet, pursed his lips, and took off the lonely sneaker.

    The smell of fried rice soon wafted out from the kitchen, Yang Qingshan glanced at Murong Qiushui in the living room and said: "The water heater in the bathroom is broken, but you can still take a shower, you go take a shower, the fried rice will be gone soon  alright."

    Murong Qiushui didn't move, Yang Qingshan said with a smirk: "Wash your hands after eating, if you don't take a shower, I won't give you food."

    Murong Qiushui pursed his lips and seemed very unconvinced, clenched his fists and went to the bathroom. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Yang Qingshan's underwear drying in the bathroom, blushed, pretended not to see it, closed the door and locked it, and began to undress.

    Hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, Yang Qingshan smiled, and quickly brought the fried rice to the dining table in the living room. After thinking about the hard fried rice, he went back to the kitchen to make soup. When Yang Qingshan finished cooking the soup and came out, Murong Qiushui was still there.  Come out of the bathroom.

    "Are you ready? Is it dizzy? I'm coming in." Yang Qingshan asked loudly while sitting on the sofa.

    "Yes, yes, do you have any clothes?"

    "Wait."

    Yang Qingshan went to the room and took the t-shirt and beach pants he usually wears casually, came to the bathroom door and knocked on the door, waited for a while, saw the door opened a crack, Yang Qingshan was about to send the clothes up, the door  A scent wafted from the crack, and Yang Qingshan's hand stopped.

    Murong Qiushui inside the door was so nervous that he hid himself, tilted his head and saw that the clothes were outside through the crack of the door, but it happened to be delivered just a little bit, but why did he stop, and he was embarrassed to say something to remind him  , looking hard at the clothes.

    "Here." Yang Qingshan quickly woke up and sent the clothes to the door.

    A small white hand quickly stretched out from the crack of the door, grabbed the clothes and retracted, and the door closed with a slam.

    Yang Qingshan chuckled, went back to the living room to smoke, and asked Murong Qiushui why he got here, but Murong Qiushui didn't speak.

    After waiting for a while, Murong Qiushui returned to the living room with a completely new look. He didn't even dare to look at Yang Qingshan. He sat on the dining table and stared at the fried rice and soup. The smell was so strong that Murong Qiushui took a sip of his saliva.

    "The fried rice is seafood fried rice, and the soup is seafood soup. If you don't like it, I'll go get something else." Yang Qingshan said.

    Murong Qiushui swallowed a mouthful of saliva, said a word of thanks, and finally couldn't help but start to gobble it up.

    Yang Qingshan quietly looked at Murong Qiushui from the side, and couldn't help but feel a little moved. This is such a woman who needs to be loved.

    A delicate face is very pale, black hair is casually draped over the shoulders, and the body is thin because of being hungry for several days, the big T-shirt is very wide on the body, the lower body seems to be wearing nothing, a pair of white and tender  The smooth legs were tightly closed, and the white feet were naturally placed on the floor.

    "Where are the beach pants I gave you?" Yang Qingshan asked suddenly.

    Murong Qiushui was drinking soup, almost choked when he heard it, blushed and whispered: "It's too big, I can't put it on, I, I"

    "I'm sorry, how can women wear men's underpants casually, then I'll wash your underpants for you, and then dry them with a hair dryer. You're wearing your own underpants." Yang Qingshan stood up after speaking.

    When Murong Qiushui heard this, his pale face turned red, and he rushed into the bathroom first, but his feet were soft, and he was about to fall down, and the big T-shirt was lifted, revealing the crocodile underwear inside.

    Yang Qingshan took a step forward and hugged Murong Qiushui who was about to fall, looked down at Murong Qiushui's underwear, and then remembered the underwear he had confiscated in the bathroom, feeling his body that was so thin that it seemed weightless, he smiled angrily  : "Miss, your task is to eat, I will do the rest."

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