Chapter Seventy-Four: Sheng Weiqiao: This time she crushed the whole process...

"......" Sheng Weiqiao continued to wipe his hair, looked at the handkerchief in his hand and then at the quilt under him that had obviously seeped water stains, frowning slightly, as if he was a little asked and couldn't answer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoww.la

But......

She realized that "if you want to fight that sleeping crane, you must show more face than him", how can it be so easy to be exhausted? !

So Sheng Weiqiao tilted his head and thought for a while, and then smashed the handkerchief in his hand towards Sheng Sleeping Crane's head, and then crossed his waist and went crazy, "I know that your sister has only been soaking in the cold water for a while, so why don't you hurry up and get some hot water to let me soak in the cold, but staring at the handkerchief quilt and feeling distressed! There is a conscienceless brother like you in the world-are you your own brother?! Sure enough, you keep saying that you hurt me, and I just talk about coaxing me!"

"I still treat you as my own brother, and I listen to all your words in my ears and take them to heart!"

"You bad brother with no conscience, I really misjudged you completely!!"

- Lao Tzu is so stupid, really, Lao Tzu already knows that she is learning Lao Tzu's ridicule of her to deal with Lao Tzu, and she actually takes the initiative to give her such an opportunity......

Sheng Sleeping Crane took off the veil on his face expressionlessly, and when he walked out of the inner room, he thought viciously: Lao Tzu will beat that obedient girl one day!!

He believed that Ning Weihou Xu Zijing probably didn't dare to beat the Nan clan in his heart!

Therefore, he is a dignified crow slaughterer at sea, ruthless, and famous, and when he goes ashore to be the eldest son of the Sheng family, he is also talented and proud!

How could he be a slave to be a wife-to-be!?

That kind of talent and beautiful jade are obviously Xu Zijing and Xu Baomo!

Their Xu family is a family heirloom fear of guilt - wait, Sheng Sleeping Crane suddenly thought of a serious problem, that is, the Sheng Lanci he is calling his father now, is also a person who volunteered to wash Feng's feet and pinch his wife's shoulders and beat his legs when he has nothing to do, so if Xu Baomo inherits Xu Zijing's fear of guilt, then he ......???

"No, no, no!" Sheng Shenghe stood up in shock, "Lao Tzu is not Sheng Lanci's biological son - what does he have to do with Lao Tzu if he is afraid of guilt?! Moreover, Lao Tzu has spent a lot of time with the old lady of the Sheng family in the past two years, and Lao Tzu will definitely be able to manage his wife obediently and honestly like the old lady Sheng manages the old lady in the future, so that she does not dare to go east to the west, let her beat the dog and dare not catch the chicken, let her kneel and kneel, let her get out...... It must be so!!"

Once again, he confirmed that he would be a majestic husband in the future, and any kind of tigress in the backyard had to lie on his stomach, even if a dozen female dragons came, he had to be coiled, and the sleeping crane calmly adjusted his clothes, and went out to call someone to pour out the water in the bath bucket, wash it and then change the bucket of new hot water.

The next person thought it was quite strange: Didn't this eldest prince just ask for a bucket of water, and it took time to finish washing? Why do you want hot water again?

I simply dazzled and saw the wet marks on the placket of the sleeping crane, and suddenly suddenly: I just bathed well and got the water unintentionally, so I want to wash it again?

Although I didn't find out that this eldest prince loves to be clean to this extent, it's just a bucket of water, and he can't talk too much at night, which makes the master unhappy!

Leaving Sheng Sleeping Crane to notice his gaze, his face suddenly darkened: what the girl said just now was so straightforward that he had forgotten that the clothes he had just changed were splashed wet!

"And it's good for Lao Tzu to get her a bucket of hot water, why do you have to tell your subordinates to wash the bucket clean?!" Sheng Sleeping Crane stood at the door, asking himself with a sad and indignant face, "What did she just say to ward off the cold, it was all for the sake of strong words, and threw Lao Tzu with a handkerchief, she obviously just thought Lao Tzu was dirty! Such a sister, Lao Tzu didn't beat her on the spot, it's very good, now not only get her water, but also let people wash the bucket for her seriously...... Doesn't this mean that you also admit that Lao Tzu is dirty?!"

Although he has to practice his fists and feet several times a day to ensure that he will not be unfamiliar with the martial arts he has worked hard since he was a child because he has not fought with others for a long time, so that he will sweat all over his body after every practice, but at this time, he will immediately bathe and change clothes, okay?

I'll bathe again every night before going to bed - what's so dirty about this?!

Thinking of this, Sheng Sleeping Crane felt that he had to indulge Sheng Weiqiao's petted temper: "Lao Tzu just let her, but he wasn't afraid of her!"

Although he still thinks that he should go to Chang'an Gaomen to marry a powerful father-in-law's wife, and Sheng Weiqiao should also marry a bully boy in Chang'an, there is an accident: if Sheng Weiqiao marries someone other than him in the future, no matter what kind of means she develops to toss her husband, Sheng Sleeping Crane will be happy to see it!

But what if?

In case this unfortunate person in three lives is the one who sleeps with the crane - how can he let this obedient girl give orders and dictate from now on?!

After realizing the importance of rebuilding the majesty of the eldest brother and establishing the prestige of the eldest brother, the sleeping crane walked into the inner room with a vigorous stride: "Good girl!!"

Holding the idea that "the quilt is already wet anyway, it won't dry if I change the place I sit", Sheng Weiqiao, who was still sitting on the edge of the couch, glanced at him very calmly, a little surprised: "The water is ready so quickly?"

As he spoke, he stood up and walked out.

"It's so unbelievable!" Sheng Sleeping Crane saw it, felt very angry, and said secretly, "Where is this attitude to talking to my brother!

So he decisively said, "No!"

"Then what are you doing when you run back?" Sheng Weiqiao immediately sat down again when he heard this, looking at him with a face of "how can you be so stupid", "You have to go outside and wait!

Sheng Sleeping Crane felt that it made sense, and turned around and walked out---before he came out of the inner room, he suddenly came to his senses: No! Lao Tzu came back to teach that girl to respect her brother! Why was she kicked out by her?!

"Good girl......" walked into the inner room again, and before Sheng Sleeping Crane finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sheng Weiqiao, who was frowning: "The water is coming?"

Sheng Sleeping Crane said angrily: "Don't worry about the water all the time!

"Can I not worry about the water!?" Then Sheng Weiqiao sneered, shaking the coat of the sleeping crane wrapped around his body, "In the middle of the night, I am alone in the inner room with such an untidy appearance, brother, if you really have something serious to come in and tell me, it's okay, but the water didn't come at all, you have already come in twice - what do you say you want me to think of you?

She looked suspicious, "I know you've always liked to make me angry, but this kind of thing is no joke!!

Sleeping Crane: "......"

Swallowing a mouthful of blood silently, he said weakly, "Brother Wei just wants to ask you, before the water comes, do you want to drink some hot tea to ward off the cold?"

After a long time, after making hot tea and setting up pastries for Sheng Weiqiao, Sheng Sleeping Crane was euphemistically driven to the door to wait for the water, beating his chest: "Lao Tzu is going to Xingshi to ask for sin! It's to teach her to respect her eldest brother! It's to give her color so that she won't dare to be spoiled and spoiled in the future! Why didn't Lao Tzu say a word of asking for sin, he didn't say anything after being reprimanded by her, and finally made tea and snacks for her like a maid?!"

"This must be because Lao Tzu has been playing the role of the eldest son of the Sheng family for the past two years, and he is too deep in the play!"

He anxiously reflected on himself, "So that although I intellectually knew that the girl was not related to Lao Tzu, emotionally I had already treated her as my own sister, so I indulged and spoiled her...... It must be so!"

Then in order to confirm this, Sheng Sleeping Crane imagined that he would one day see his own sister, who was as pampered and willful and unreasonable as Sheng Weiqiao, and bullied his brother in various ways.

Then he must ...... I must shoot her to death!

Even if she is not pampered, willful, or arrogant, or bullying herself at all, she still wants to shoot her to death!!

"Those people ......" Sheng Sleeping Crane thought of the past a long time ago, and the original anxiety and hesitation disappeared in an instant, replaced by a rich resentment and murderous intent in the depths of his pupils, which seemed to be substance and could not be dissolved!

He unconsciously went out of his mind, and all kinds of emotions flashed between his eyebrows: joy, apprehension, disappointment, expectation, surprise, happiness, surprise, fear, worry, eagerness, despair...... In the end, it became an unforgettable hatred!

"It's only fourteen years - they're all still alive, aren't they?" The sound of heavy footsteps carrying buckets came from the stairs, which woke up the sleeping crane who had fallen into a memory, and he suddenly closed his eyes, and after two breaths, the man who opened his eyes had returned to normal, and only thought faintly in his heart, "It's good to be alive!

――In this way, when he was beaten into the dust, he could fully appreciate his feelings back then, right?

Because of the memories, although Sheng Sleeping Crane concealed his emotions in time, he was a little unhappy.

Next, she was not in the mood to quarrel with Sheng Weiqiao again, according to her command, she quietly went upstairs to get a set of dresses, and put an embroidered stool next to the bathtub to facilitate her access, so she avoided entering the inner room, and when the little ancestor finished bathing and changing, he sent her back to the room, restored the mechanism to its original state, turned it back to his room from the porthole as usual, and called someone to clean up the bath barrel, and it was settled.

At this time, when I touched the futon was damp, I remembered that I had been wet by Sheng Weiqiao before, but because I was tired and even more tired, I didn't bother to get up and open the box to change it, so I slept directly inside, avoiding the wet one, and slept like this.

He slept very badly this night, because he kept dreaming of people and things that he buried deep in his heart and didn't want to mention a word.

Although he swung his sword again and again in his dreams, he also set off several fires, destroying corpses and scattering ashes. But after waking up, I didn't feel happy at all, but felt an obscure and gloomy mood, overwhelming.

This made his heart full of indescribable irritability, and he had an urge to grow wings and rush to Chang'an immediately to take revenge - but he also clearly understood that even if he currently had a family background and starting point that ordinary people envied in the eyes of ordinary people, compared to those people, it was still slim......

Emotional anger and rational restraint frantically fought, and at last Sheng Sleeping Crane sniffed a faint fragrance that seemed to be absent, and he thought, this fragrance was very similar to the faint fragrance of the girl's hair that was lying upstairs on his floor, and I thought it was left behind when she sat on the edge of the couch to wipe her hair—I wonder if the girl was also tossing and turning?

Or is it the same as the last time in the valley, sleeping quickly and heartlessly, maddeningly?