"Anyway, they have gone far away, I'm afraid that no one will pay attention to you if you scream." Leng Yanji ignored this. She was eager to take revenge and raised her hand and patted her hard.

With a crisp sound, Shen Lang's face turned red. He lived for more than 20 years. He experienced countless bloody storms, but he was beaten up with his butt. This was the first time in his life. This made him sigh that it was indeed the feng shui that was changing, and the rewards of cause and effect were unhappy!

But how could he know that Leng Yanji had experienced countless ups and downs and was also slapped by him as shamelessly. The annoyance in her heart has not yet passed.

So, after a while, Leng Yanji had almost no hesitation, and her delicate little hands gave Shen Lang's body a "friendly" greeting.

"Hey hey! Are you really here?" Shen Lang shouted: "It's enough to ask you to hit you twice. I'm really annoyed if you do this! You have to know that in fact, I can't cooperate with you in the previous situation, and you will definitely not be able to get better tonight. And I cooperate with you to cheat them away, and I have already taken a step back. Now let's take a step back, isn't it better for each other to be at peace?"

"Ha." Leng Yanji thought to herself, you were annoyed after just two blows. This saint has been hit at least dozens of blows! Now I want me to stop? Where is such a cheap thing in the world?

And she felt that the touch was quite good when she hit Shen Lang. Especially when she saw Shen Lang's face flushed and showing a look of shame and anger, she wanted to struggle but couldn't do anything to her, she felt very happy.

So, in order to be more pleasant, she raised her slap again.

Seeing that Leng Yanji was really over, Shen Lang simply tore his throat and shouted shamelessly: "Help! Murder your husband!"

In the quiet night sky, this shout was so loud, and the sound was endless. Even a group of nightingales who were looking for food in the flowerbed outside the door flew into the distance in a frightened manner.

"The Saint wants to kill someone..."

Shen Lang seemed to want to continue shouting. Leng Yanji was afraid that if she continued to shout like this, she would really alarm others again, so she quickly picked up the quilt and covered the guy's head, and stuffed the loud shout into the quilt.

Then she raised her white and tender little feet like white lotus and kicked Shen Lang aside. But she leaned on the head of the bed in anger, not wanting to pay attention to this shameless guy anymore.

Shen Lang lifted the quilt covered by his head, leaned against the end of the bed and looked at her angry, showing a very proud, victory-like smile.

"Shameless." Leng Yanji cursed.

"Hehe." Shen Lang smiled and said nothing, but his expression was even more proud, as if that shameless sentence was some kind of praise for him.

When Leng Yanji met such a shameless guy, she was helpless. Although the high priests and the others had already walked away, if she really let this guy yell, she would always alarm others. The high priests and the others would be attracted sooner or later.

She had thought of using socks to block the hateful guy's mouth, but she understood that both her and him had a tacit understanding of using true energy or demonic energy.

Once she did something even more excessive, Shen Lang would definitely use his true energy regardless of everything. If she used a bigger magic technique like in the Holy Mountain and took out the Sun Immortal Sword, even if she was not sure to subdue Shen Lang in an instant, she would probably make more noise and make things even more unending.

"I really can't understand why the high priest and others were trying to help you like this." Leng Yanji said angrily: "What secrets do you still have?"

"How can I know this?" Shen Lang said innocently: "Maybe they suddenly opened their eyes, and then they watched the sky at night and saw the zimuth star flashing. They speculated that I was a noble person born with great opportunities, so they were afraid that you would secretly harm me."

"Tsk, what a great opportunity?" Leng Yanji said disdainfully: "Can you be a little shameless?"

"Hey! Having said that, are we real couples or fake couples?" Shen Lang suddenly asked.

"What are you thinking? Of course it's fake." Leng Yanji said: "And don't think I don't know your thoughts."

"Then can you tell me what your little thoughts are?" Shen Lang asked.

"Why should I tell you?" Leng Yanji asked back.

"I won't say it." Shen Lang waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go down, it's getting late, I'm going to bed."

"If you want to go down, you will go down, the bed is mine." Leng Yanji leaned against the head of the bed, without any intention of getting out of bed.

"Hey! Are you reasonable? This is not your Saint's Mansion, but my Xiaoyaoju." Shen Lang said with a stern look: "The mansion is mine, the room is mine, and of course the bed is mine."

Leng Yanji said: "But who asked you to carry me over with an eight-carrying sedan chair and then carry me to this room in person? Now I am also the owner of this room."

Shen Lang said: "But I have made it clear just now that we are fake couples, and you are not my wife, how can you sleep in my bed?"

"Then it's true now." Leng Yanji looked rather unreasonable.

Let her hit the floor under the bed? What a joke? The body of a saint is so delicate. Although it is not as if there is a bean under the pillow that makes her unable to sleep, at least she sleeps on a soft bed. Even if she doesn't like the hard bed, she doesn't like it, so how can she sleep on the floor?

Besides, she has suffered a lot of losses tonight, so where can she suffer any further?

Shen Lang looked at her cheating look and asked with a dark face: "Are you sure it's a real couple?"

Leng Yanji saw his expression and knew what the shameless guy was thinking. He said bluntly: "I advise you not to have any bad thoughts, and don't want to do something strange to me while I'm asleep, otherwise..."

"What can you do?" Shen Lang asked.

Leng Yanji looked at somewhere on Shen Lang and showed a devil-like smile: "I will let you lose your son and grandson."

"Uh..." Shen Lang looked down at his crotch, and suddenly felt that the air at night was a little cool, and he felt a little cowardly. Because he knew that this witch should really do what he said.

But even so, Shen Lang still didn't want to get out of bed. Because in his opinion, he could not give in to everything that happened on the first night after the marriage. Because he gave in and timidly, he would become more and more timid and he would become more and more unfair when getting along.

Seeing that Shen Lang was still unwilling to get out of bed, Leng Yanji was too lazy to continue driving him. Instead, she showed a bright smile and said, "Husband, then I will go to bed first. Please ask for more blessings. It is best to be honest when sleeping, so don't touch me. Otherwise, if I misunderstand in my sleep, I raise my leg and kick your baby who passed on the family line. That consequence, hehe..."

"Tsk!" Shen Lang wrapped his quilt and leaned against the edge of the bed and said, "I have always been honest when I sleep, but you should not touch me on your own initiative."

"Who cares about you?" Leng Yanji pointed at a distance, extinguished the big red festive candle on the table in the distance, and immediately returned to darkness in the room.

Just like this, Leng Yanji slept at the head of the bed, Shen Lang slept at the end of the bed, and the room gradually became calm...
Chapter completed!