In a house decorated with a simple decoration and an antique courtyard, Li Ruanhong, who was blushing, was applying makeup to the bronze mirror in the house, and her rosy lips were softly humming an obscure mountain song.

Maybe because of the depression and loneliness of long-term widowhood, Li Ruanhong had no sleep all night last night, she tossed the unconscious Yang Huaiping in bed several times by tricks, until the sky was bright, Chen Ruanhong let Yang Huaiping go.

A warm winter sun shone into the room through the carved hollow window, Yang Huaiping slowly opened his heavy eyes, he felt very tired and didn't even want to move.

Li Ruanhong, who was wearing light makeup, saw Yang Huaiping wake up from his sleep, she twisted her waist and walked to Yang Huaiping's side and said coquettishly: "Little brother, was it comfortable last night, did you have a feeling of ascending to heaven, you see that my sister didn't let you move if she was okay with you!"

"Fuck! let go of me, you immoral woman has used such despicable and shameless means to defile my body!" Yang Huaiping, who was lying on the bed, struggled violently a few times, but it was all in vain, and he suddenly found that his hands and feet were all buckled by iron buckles and made a roaring sound.

In Yang Huaiping's subconscious, being forced by a female overlord is definitely a very hurtful thing to his self-esteem, and he can't accept this feeling of being at the mercy of others from the bottom of his heart.

Just as Yang Huaiping was about to transform into a colorful butterfly and fly away, Li Ruanhong casually threw out a pack of light blue medicine powder at him, Yang Huaiping was caught off guard and smelled the dark blue medicine powder, and he suddenly felt that the true qi in his body could not be raised at all, but the strange thing was that he did not faint this time.

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Yang Huaiping watched the clothes on his body fade away by Li Softhong, and in desperation, Yang Huaiping could only close his eyes and wait silently for him to be disgusted with what happened.

It didn't take long for the rhythmic creaking sound of Li Ruanhong's wooden bed to sound again, and Yang Huaiping's heart was broken at this time, and at this moment he deeply experienced the feeling of helplessness.

After about a pillar of incense, the wooden bed in the room stopped shaking, and after Li Ruanhong got dressed, she walked to the kitchen humming a mountain song with a happy face.

Yang Huaiping opened his eyes and began to scold non-stop, he resisted this kind of absurd thing from the bottom of his heart, although Li Ruanhong had nothing to pick in terms of appearance and figure, but as a man with strong self-esteem, he was very resistant to Li Ruanhong's behavior.

It didn't take long for Li Ruanhong to bring out a bowl of dumplings with leeks and eggs from the kitchen, and she walked to Yang Huaiping's side and made a gentle and sweet voice, "Little brother must be hungry, I specially cooked you a bowl of leek-filled dumplings, come and eat one!"

In the face of Li Ruanhong's frivolous words, Yang Huaiping didn't speak but turned his head to the side with a gloomy face, Li Ruanhong saw Yang Huaiping like this, she crossed her waist and scolded sharply: "Your little brother Chen Weisuo has recruited me, he said that you are afraid of Sai Yanjiao and you are afraid to die, today I will tell you clearly, Sai Yanjiao and I are good sisters, if you don't eat the dumplings I pinched, I will call my sister Sai Yanjiao over and let him feed you personally!"

Hearing that Sai Yanjiao had a lot to do with Li Ruanhong in front of him, Yang Huaiping suddenly felt a dense cold sweat break out of his back, and he thought to himself that if he really became the chrysanthemum boy under Sai Yanjiao's seat, what kind of withering and bleak his life would be.

After taking a long breath and calming down his emotions, the corners of Yang Huaiping's mouth outlined a smile that was more ugly than bitterness, and he turned his head and said: "That Li Ruanhong, you bring me the dumplings, I can't eat them, don't you let that Sai Yanjiao come over, if she comes over to give me a torture, I'm afraid I will collapse on the spot!"

Li Ruanhong saw that Yang Huaiping's expression was submissive like a little daughter-in-law who had just passed the door, she giggled and leaned over to whisper something ambiguous in Wang Huaiping's ear.

Yang Huaiping swallowed a mouthful of saliva after hearing this, his face instantly became like a frosted eggplant, Yang Huaiping cried and said: "That Li Ruanhong, isn't this method a bit too much, give me some dignity for a change, okay?"

Li Ruanhong clenched her teeth and said firmly: "It's not good, the old lady just tastes what it's like to be a queen!"

It was still snowing outside the window, Yang Huaiping looked out the window at Chen Weisuo, who was shivering in the cold wind in the courtyard with falling snow, and was tied to the toon tree by a big iron chain with a dog, he snorted coldly and scolded: "This stupid Chen Weiding can make Lao Tzu miserable, even if his thing freezes to death in the snow, he deserves it!"

At this time, Li Ruanhong handed a dumpling to Yang Huaiping's mouth with a spoon and said: "Eat quickly, otherwise, when you run errands for a while, you still have no strength, if you don't serve my sister and me well, then I have to call my sister Sai Yanjiao over and let her teach you how to do it!"

Even though Yang Huaiping had 10 million dumplings in his heart who were unwilling to eat Li Ruanhong's leek filling, he had to bow his head under the eaves, after all, he was afraid of Na Sai Yanjiao to death.

After swallowing a bowl of dumplings, Yang Huaiping looked at Li Ruanhong, who was as slender as a water snake's waist, and said, "That Li Ruanhong, can you help me find the blackened cigarette bag pot that fell on the bed, I want to smoke a bag of cigarettes and have a repulsion!"

After Li Ruanhong glanced at Yang Huaiping with a charming expression, she took out the green cigarette box and the blackened cigarette pouch pot from the bedside table, Li Ruanhong opened the green cigarette box and twisted out a few strands of tobacco and stuffed them into the copper cigarette pouch pot, she lit it and put it on Yang Huaiping's lips.

When Yang Huaiping was holding the cigarette pouch pot, he couldn't help but touch the taste of the liquid in Li Ruanhong's mouth, Yang Huaiping's lips trembled a little, and he took a deep puff of spicy dry tobacco and said, "That Li Ruanhong, when are you going to let me go?"

"Maybe it's today, maybe it's next month, maybe it's next year, it depends on your performance!" Li Ruanhong straightened out the wisps of green silk that blew off her cheeks, looking charming.

Yang Yu pursed his lips and began to comfort himself in his heart, Han Xin was humiliated by his crotch, Sima Qian was tortured by the palace and wrote a historical record, Yang Zhi also sold ancestral treasure knives on the street, and King Yue Goujian lay down and tasted gall and other vivid examples flashed in front of him.

Thinking about the pain, Yang Huaiping began to accept the fact that the boat capsized in the gutter, and he decided to use what he had learned all his life to serve Li Ruanhong, and then escape from this demon cave that eats people and does not spit out bones.