After hearing this, Xiao Yang heard a confusion sound in his throat, and then he asked, "What's the matter?"

Qinghe, in front of her, crossed her hands before her lower abdomen, looked shy and lowered her head shyly, and said in swearing: "Mr. Xiao, now... I don't know how to speak!"

At this time, Xiao Yang could already understand that Old Man Zhuge made the fake Qinghe in front of him want to use such means to keep him here, and he secretly had a plan in his mind, trying to use the trick, so that Old Man Zhuge could completely reveal his fox tail.

What the fake Qinghe in front of him didn't expect was that Xiao Yang suddenly stretched out a hand to hold his wrist, and said softly as if he had changed someone, "Qinghe, you don't have to say more. I know what you are going to say to me, but this is not the place to talk. How about we change the place?"

The fake Qinghe in front of him was stunned by the sudden scene in front of him. He didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him for a moment, but Old Man Zhuge had given him a death order. No matter what Xiao Yang did to him, he could only grit his teeth and endure it. He would never reveal any of his feet that were seen through by Xiao Yang, otherwise Old Man Zhuge would never spare him easily.

A smile appeared on his face with a far-fetched look and said softly: "Where is Mr. Xiao who wants to go, Qinghe is here to accompany you!"

Xiao Yang did not make a sound, but pulled the wrist of the guy in front of him and walked out of the room. At this time, the sky outside the room was already dark, and a crescent outline could be vaguely seen in the night sky. He led the fake Qinghe behind him all the way out of the Xiao family's mansion, and then walked into the deserted forest not far away.

Along the way, he kept paying attention to the movements behind him, and did not notice that people other than them were following him, so he also felt relieved.

But the fake Qinghe behind him was just a weak woman. He looked at the withered around him like a skeleton, and a look of panic appeared in his eyes, and cold sweat oozed out from his forehead.

Xiao Yang's big hand was still tightly capturing his wrist, and he didn't dare to break free. After all, his top was the death order issued by the old man Zhuge.

After moving forward for a long time, the night became darker and darker, like thick ink. Even the moonlight above the head was faintly vaguely. Xiao Yang suddenly let go of the fake guy behind him, then put his hands into the pocket of his trouser pocket, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the guy behind him with a faint look, and said, "Now there are only two of us here!"

After hearing this, the woman naturally thought of some bad scenes in her mind. He panicked and subconsciously protected her chest with both hands, took a step back slightly, and said uneasy: "Mr. Xiao, are we... we... we are a bit too fast?"

"Haha, if I'm not wrong, the meaning of what you said to me in that room is. Isn't it natural for such a thing to happen?"

Xiao Yang's playful smile even more, and he asked with a laugh.

The cold sweat on the woman's forehead dripped down the flag, her eyes full of horror. He stared at Xiao Yang with horror, and for a moment he felt at a loss, and he couldn't even say anything.

Xiao Yang then took another step forward, scaring the woman backwards repeatedly, with blood on her face disappearing, as if a piece of white paper, his whole body was trembling, like a sieve, and his voice continued to tremble, "Mr. Xiao, can you give me some time to consider?"
Chapter completed!