Zhao Shenping had a dream. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A spring dream.

He dreamed that he had become a man and fought Huang Rong for three hundred rounds, and before he could have any fun, the precise biological clock in his body ran out to make trouble.

Zhao Shenping opened his eyes in distraught and found that he was being held in his arms by Huang Rong, who was only wearing a belly pocket, and he could feel the smooth skin by moving his head slightly.

It's just that the urge in his body to scream, like when he gets up in the morning, he suddenly wants to poop very much, and the feeling, the sourness, makes him uncomfortable. Just looking at Huang Rong in the quilt, Zhao Shenping gritted his teeth and with great perseverance, he forced himself to hold back the strange physiological impulse, and he couldn't get up in Huang Rong's arms.

On the one hand, the psychological experience of the senses is extremely fragrant, and on the other hand, the sour and unbearable physiological impulse in the body, Zhao Shenping completely experienced an alternative ice and fire in this morning.

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Huang Rong slept comfortably and didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning. And Zhao Shenping, who was lying in her arms, saw Huang Rong wake up, and couldn't hold back the surging impulse in his heart anymore, and suddenly flew out of Huang Rong's quilt, jumped to the ground, and sang loudly.

"Oh oh . Oh... ”

After the fight, Zhao Shenping shook his feathers, his whole body was refreshed and smooth, and then he looked at Huang Rong with a serious face to get up and dress, the round and snow-white fragrant shoulders, the small waist that Yingying held, and the straight legs without a trace of fat, tsk, I really can't see enough.

Huang Rong finished dressing, opened the doors and windows, came to the first floor with Da Hong, ordered some food, and waited for Huang Rong to put Da Hong on the table, and then supported her head with both hands, looked at him curiously and asked, "Da Hong, you Ming so late today, are you worried about disturbing me?"

Zhao Shenping was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded happily.

Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes were as beautiful as a crescent moon, she reached out and touched Zhao Shenping's back, and said with a smile: "Da Hong, you are too smart, right?

Zhao Shenping shook his head again and again, and at the same time, a pair of small eyes stared at Huang Rong's pretty face, trying to distinguish whether she was already suspicious or just casually.

Huang Rong didn't seem to notice Zhao Shenping's nervousness, stroked his back, blinked, and said mischievously: "It doesn't matter if you're a monster, you won't hurt me anyway, right." ”

Zhao Shenping's heart was relieved when he heard this, and he subconsciously wanted to nod, but he suddenly felt that her words were a little ambiguous, if she nodded and was recognized as a monster by her, it would be troublesome, thinking about it like this, Zhao Shenping felt that it was better not to answer. After thinking about it, he took two steps forward, stretched his neck slightly, and rubbed his head on Huang Rong's face to show his closeness.

Huang Rong stroked Da Hong's clean and gorgeous feathers, but she always felt strange in her heart: "This Da Hong is also a little too smart." There was no comparison before, and Huang Rong didn't think so, but in the past few days, looking at the performance of the little red horse, and looking at the performance of the big red, it always made her feel that the big red is more like a human than a beast.

Soon, the shopkeeper served two white-flour steamed buns, a plate of exquisite side dishes, and a bowl of exquisite eight-treasure porridge, Huang Rong and Zhao Shenping had breakfast, led the little red horse and left.

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Walking on the bustling street, Huang Rong was a little entangled, the original plan was to sell the little red horse and exchange it for gold and silver, but in the past few days, the little red horse has behaved well-behaved and obedient, although it is a little stupid compared to the big red, but Huang Rong is still slightly reluctant.

After walking for more than half an hour, Huang Rong suddenly heard the noise of people in front of her, and the sound of cheers was endless, looking from afar, there were a lot of people around, I don't know what I was looking at. Huang Rong was curious, and looked into the crowd, but she was thin and small, and she could only see a blur, and in a hurry, Huang Rong turned over and got on the horse, so that she could see it really.

Zhao Shenping has been standing on top of the little red horse's head, and he has long seen the situation in the field clearly, and he can't help but sigh in his heart: "The inertia of the plot is really powerful, and this can also make Huang Rong meet Mu Nianci's martial arts competition." I just don't know if Guo Jing's kid will also arrive. Thinking of this, Zhao Shenping took a closer look at the people on the field, but there were too many people, shoulder to shoulder, so that he couldn't see clearly at all.

At this time, two people suddenly came up in the ring at the same time, and from the east came a fat old man, with a thick face and a gray beard, and he was in his fifties. It was even more funny that he came from the west, he turned out to be a bald monk.

Without saying a few words, the two fought.

Huang Rong was very happy to see it right away, but when Zhao Shenping saw the two of them, he suddenly remembered that Yang Kang was going to appear next, without Huang Rong, and I don't know how the plot of this martial arts competition will develop.

Not long after, Yang Kang really came, wearing a brocade robe, with dozens of healthy servants, riding a high-headed horse. Next, Yang Kang teased Mu Nianci, and his father Yang Tiexin was angry, and reasoned with Yang Kang, and then was injured by him.

Huang Rong watched it with relish, until Mu Nianci was forced to commit suicide with a knife, and his father blocked it with his hand, and the blood flowed, then he sighed in shock, his face showed unbearable color, and his heart became disgusted with the brocade boy.

When Zhao Shenping saw this, he came to his senses, and secretly thought: "The critical moment has finally come." ”

Yang Kang was about to get on his horse and leave, but a person suddenly popped out of the crowd, blocking Yang Kang's way, and said, "Hey, it's not right for you to do this." ”

Zhao Shenping took a closer look, and although he only saw a back, he still recognized him, it was Guo Jing. Zhao Shenping didn't take a closer look at what happened, but lowered his head and pondered: "Without Huang Rong's help, how did Guo Jing escape from the hands of the four ghosts of the Yellow River and Hou Tonghai." If the plot is strong, it can't be so big, right?" Zhao Shenping was puzzled, but after thinking about it, Guo Jing is also the protagonist no matter what he says, and it is normal to have other encounters.

Huang Rong also found that person at this time, picked up Zhao Shenping, pointed at Guo Jing with a smile and said, "Da Hong, look, do you still recognize that person?" Haha, he is going to be beaten again." ”

Zhao Shenping looked quite speechless, and said secretly: "Little sister Huang Rong, you stole someone's sweat and blood, it's just a matter of seeing that the owner doesn't run away, and you are still gloating, isn't this too arrogant!"

Huang Rong naturally couldn't know what Zhao Shenping was thinking, and he still watched and shouted, and he was so addicted that it wasn't until Wang Chu entered and Yang Kang had some scruples that the matter ended hastily.

Although Huang Rong was still unsatisfied, she could only turn the horse's head and prepare to leave, when suddenly a loud shout came from behind her: "Hey! ”

Zhao Shenping looked back when he heard this, and secretly said that it was not good. The person who spoke out was Guo Jing.

Huang Rong didn't care about Guo Jing, but had some scruples about the Taoist priest next to him, that person was strong in martial arts, and he had a soft spot for that stupid boy, so he still slipped away first, thinking about it, Huang Rong suddenly grimaced at Guo Jing, and he was angry like thunder, and then giggled, and as soon as his feet clamped the horse's belly, he was about to leave.

The little red horse took a docile step, ready to accelerate. Suddenly, a loud and familiar whistle came, and subconsciously paused, and when it looked back, the sound reminded it of its previous owner.

Seeing this, Huang Rong was suddenly annoyed in her heart, raised her whip and slapped it on the little red horse's buttocks.

The little red horse neighed, and no longer heeded the whistle, but opened his limbs and ran.

Seeing this, Guo Jing stomped his feet fiercely, and was about to step forward to chase after him, but was pulled by Wang Zhi one by one.

Seeing the little red horse go away, Guo Jing knew that it would be difficult to catch up, so he had to give up in his heart, turned around and saw Wang Chu's concerned eyes, remembering his life-saving grace just now, Guo Jing knelt down in the snow and kowtowed to Wang to thank him. Wang Chuyi hurriedly helped him up with both hands, grabbed his arm, squeezed out of the crowd, and walked towards the suburbs as quickly as his feet.