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"Mom won't know, let's go together!" Yang Ling said with a shy smile.

"I'm going with Xinglin, you are not allowed to go!, otherwise we will ignore you again!"

Sun Xiaojing turned off the communication with a red face, and soon the two women disappeared from Yang Ling's thoughts.

The class leader is too smart, and it is obvious that I am not pure in the 3P concept, and it seems that ...... Today is destined to stay up all night alone in the empty room!

Yang Ling lay down again with a bitter face, with the character of the class leader, it was impossible to accept that he was going to be with the two of them.

After lying down for a while, Yang Ling laughed a few more times and opened the follower's light curtain again, choosing Han Xue.

Soon Han Xue's figure appeared on the light curtain, in the warm room, she was wearing a pink belly pocket and sitting on the big bed with the quilt, the majesty on her chest was towering and the small belly pocket was pushed up to the old high, still shaking slightly, and the snow-white and full skin was exposed from the belly pocket, flashing with a crystal moist light.

"Xiao Ling, why haven't you slept in the middle of the night? Didn't you go back to your hometown with Linlin and them?" Han Xue was surprised, she was obviously sleeping just now, and she just sat up.

"They are not used to sleeping in my house, so they went to play in Yufu Cave!" Yang Ling stared at her full ****, and her saliva almost flowed out.

"You~!, you're just a greedy little wolf, and you can't eat enough at any time. Han Xue persuaded angrily and funny, "Xiaojing is not me and Linlin, don't be too anxious, as the saying goes, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and after a long time, maybe she will promise you slowly." ”

Yang Ling thought about it for a while, feeling that this day was still far away, and seeing that the room behind Han Xue should still be in the Wisteria Mountain Villa, he asked: "Sister Han, it's been twenty-nine in a few days, don't you plan to go back to the countryside for the New Year?"

Han Xue shook her head lightly a little lonely, "How dare my sister go back like this, I look about the same age as Linlin now, and I don't know how to explain it to my parents and relatives and friends when I go back!"

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, feeling a little guilty in his heart, this matter is indeed difficult to explain, among all the people who have been transformed by him with pills and vitality aura, Han Xue has changed the most, a young woman in her thirties now looks like a little girl of eighteen or nineteen, the change is too great, it was for this reason that she resigned from the Geology and Mining Bureau, and now she is hiding when she goes out, and she has to pretend not to know some acquaintances when she meets them, and she has to bypass them far away, and even Han Xinglin's house does not dare to go.

"Sister Han, I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this......" Yang Ling said apologetically.

"Xiao Ling, don't say that, my sister can become like this, it's too late to be happy, young and beautiful, but it's the dream of all women!"

Han Xue regained her usual gentleness, and slowly untied her belly pocket, "Xiao Ling, if you feel uncomfortable, my sister can come over to accompany you!"

"Boom~"

Looking at the light curtain in front of him, Yang Ling only felt that he was about to explode, and the pair of majestic and white skinned people shook so much that he could hardly open his eyes, and then directly chose to follow Han Xue's avatar.

In the gloomy room, there was a slight fluctuation of energy, and Yang Ling's figure was lost in the blink of an eye.

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On the thirtieth day of the lunar month, Yang Ling got up early in the morning as usual, and the sky was not yet completely bright.

Dad had already lit the fire in the fire pit, the iron kettle was steaming white, and Mom was getting up early to prepare breakfast in the kitchen.

Yang Ling swept it with his divine thoughts, and the two women didn't know when they were already lying on the bed, sleeping with the quilt diagonally, Zhengxiang, with a jade body and a fragrant flesh, full of extreme temptation.

Yang Ling smiled, stood in the courtyard and played a set of specious Tai Chi, then made another cup of tea, and when the sky was bright, he picked up the paste bucket and began to paste the couplet.

The couplet is still the same couplet, which my father bought in the town, and the bright red paper is still printed with dull words, but the meaning is different from previous years.

The pastoral scenery of spring and autumn is not old,

A year of wind and rain, the world has changed again.

Over the years, a touch of novelty has been pasted on the door frame, adding a bit of festive atmosphere.

This year's Spring Festival, not only a new life has appeared, but also two more charming women, which are destined to be a little different from previous years.

By the time Han Xinglin and Sun Xiaojing got up, Yang Ling had already finished pasting all the couplets, and was sitting in the courtyard with a teacup and drinking tea comfortably.

On the opposite side of the mountain, a fiery red appeared, the warm light penetrated the thick fog, and the quiet mountain village seemed to suddenly come to life, and in an instant, the sound of dogs, cowbells jingled, and the roosters crowed one after another.

A new day begins.

The reunion dinner of the Chinese New Year's Eve was held at the uncle's house, and the family was happy to reunite.

The first and second and third years of junior high school took the two new daughters-in-law to visit relatives for the New Year, bragging and chatting, playing cards and drinking.

The fourth day of the new year was repaired for one day, and on the fifth day of the first month, he took his parents to Chang'an to meet Han Xinglin's parents and his parents, and the in-laws met and officially set the marriage date of the two on the seventh day of the seventh month of this year's lunar calendar, of course, this is also the result of Yang Ling's consideration for a long time.

The system requires him to conquer the Mine Star within half a year, and now almost a month has passed, and there are still five months to go, during which he estimates that he will not be able to find time to get married, and he is very worried about whether he can get those scorpion monsters on the Mine Star, if one or several scorpion ancestors in the virtual realm pop up, it is estimated that it is still a problem whether he can succeed in this marriage.

Because once the war starts, there will definitely be some special circumstances in the system, and he will definitely not be allowed to escape.

I was busy until the eighth day of the new year, and the year was almost over.

Returning to the Xishanju Villa, Yang Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, because considering that Ding Cong and Dou Yuntao would also live in the Xishanju after they came, it might not be very convenient, Yang Ling simply sent Sun Xiaojing to the Wisteria Mountain Villa.

The relationship between the three women is very good now, the most important thing is that they actually spend most of their time in Kunlun Yuxu Palace and Yufu Cave Heaven, raising fish and flowers, helping to take care of the medicinal materials in the system when they have time, and then they are responsible for being beautiful and beautiful, as for the war...... Don't let them get involved, Yang Ling didn't dare to imagine if the three delicate and fairy-looking women would faint in fear when they faced a bunch of hideous and terrifying Yuan Scorpions.

What's more, they didn't know that Yang Ling had a mining star at all, and they didn't know that all of Yang Ling's things were obtained by desperately dying all their lives, and Yang Ling never mentioned this matter to them.

Fighting, it's a man's business.

But the only exception is Yukiko Oda.

She will be Yang Ling's absolute main fighting force in the future, not only cultivating hard, but also full of fighting consciousness. (To be continued.) )