Zhou Yanan couldn't help but think that in the small carriage, Ling Li was wearing a blue-gray curved robe, and the texture of the fabric was excellent, and he could feel his body temperature through a layer of fabric. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info she obediently lay on his chest, like a lazy cat, with his breathing.

There is a faint fragrance on his body. The skin on Zhou Yanan's neck couldn't withstand the teasing of his exhalation, and he only felt itchy.

Zhou Yanan felt that he was happy that he hugged him.

But so what.

Even though he was so close to her, it seemed far away.

Zhou Yanan's eyes were bottomless sadness, but she pretended to smile at Yang Chengyu easily: "Speaking of which, I'm just as ...... as you."

She felt that she and Yang Chengyu were suffering from the same illness, and there was a vague feeling of sympathy for each other. There are also more things to say to Yang Chengyu.

"He never looked at me squarely, maybe he was just playing tricks on me, but I liked him tightly. ”

She stroked her hair, put on a more comfortable position, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "You also know this person, it is Ling Li you just mentioned." ”

Yang Chengyu's face was quite moved.

He didn't wait for Zhou Yanan to carefully grasp the meaning of his expression, so he rushed up and hugged her desperately, as if he wanted to crush her into his arms.

Zhou Yanan was hugged by a bear, very calm and calm. Because her head was crooked, she felt that her neck was very stiff and uncomfortable, and she could only hear her sigh faintly: "Lord Wang, it is very rude for you to do this...... Why don't you let it go?"

It's not just a faux pas, it's just a hooligan.

knew that she liked other boys, but she came to provoke her. What is the difference between his approach and those straight men who believe in some indescribable place that can go straight to the heart?

Yang Chengyu's voice was a little muffled: "Anan, in my life, I will never let go of you again." ”

"Is the prince joking with Zhou?" Zhou Yanan's smile became very stiff. King Su is not just a hooligan, he is simply robbing the people's daughters. She quietly took out a handkerchief lime powder from her sleeve and held it in her hand. This was specially prepared for Ling Li by her. She had thought that Ling Li would take the opportunity to do something to her, so this lime powder would be just in use. Unexpectedly, the first time she used it, it turned out to be on Su Wangye.

Of course, she felt sorry for Ling Li, and she may not sprinkle him with lime powder.

Yang Chengyu had a strange look on his face: "...... Actually, I'm Ling Li. ”

He just pretended to be King Su and probed Zhou Yanan's tone. He thought that Su Wang Ye and Zhou Yanan were quite close.

Zhou Yanan was stunned for a while before she understood what Ling Li meant by this. She screamed, and she didn't know where she got the strength to push Ling Li away. The lime-laden handkerchief fell to the ground and sprinkled with lime.

Her screams provoked Sister Han to open the door and stick her little head in to see what was going on. She was eavesdropping on those two people just now! The more mysterious Yang Chengyu is, the more she wants to find out the truth.

Sister last saw her sister being forced back into a chair, her mouth sealed by a man's mouth. She seemed to hear the sound of sucking. However, the two of them were neatly dressed.

Sister last let out an even louder scream.

She forgot to close the door and fled in a hurry. The few girls behind her didn't close the door, they didn't leave it open, beads of sweat on their noses, and they only fanned the wind desperately with their sleeves.

Although Sister Last has been led a lot away by Lou Wangshu and Zhou Yanan, who are not taboo in meat and vegetarians, her understanding of the relationship between men and women is limited to some post-processed poems.

"Red men and green women, floating flowers and waves, night moon and flowers, witch clouds and rain. She couldn't help but say it, and blushed when she said it.

Lou Wangshu appeared in front of her with a dog tail grass in his mouth that he didn't know if it was true or not, and jokingly said: "At your age, you shouldn't think about these things." ”

Sister last just wanted to refute her, but she said again: "What's the use of thinking?

It's true that a dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth. Sister last took a sip of her.

She longed for it, but she was only six years old...... A six-year-old child, who is making a lot of noise, will be laughed out of his big teeth.

Lou Wangshu turned on the comment mode again: "Your sister's emotions are too easy to be controlled by Ling Li. She went on to say what the disadvantages of this were and what should be done, which made Sister last feel bored to hear it.

She asked her more: "Sister Wangshu, there is a question that has been bothering me for a long time. You are very good at grasping human nature, why did you ...... "I capsized in the gutter and was killed by my husband and Xiaosan, so that she doesn't agree with what Lou Wangshu said at all now."

Lou Wangshu's words came to an abrupt end, and he only looked at her in a daze. Sister last thought she was looking at her lips, but later found that her eyes were not focused.

"I thought that if you met the right person, you didn't need a routine. ”

was with him, not because he met her conditions, but because after careful investigation and getting along, he found that it was a partner tailored for himself.

She wasn't born with these things. Maybe someone is born with a way to know how to be at home in love, but that's a very small number of people after all. Most people, just like her, have to learn how to love themselves, how to love others, and how to get along with their lovers in love battles.

She lived in a time when people were learning to drive, dress and groom, but they didn't know how to deal with intimacy.

Lou Wangshu has read all the sails and has seen through the tricks between the sexes. She just used her toes, and she also knew the meaning of those men's every move, and she didn't pay attention to the Dafa they learned to flirt with girls.

Only her husband is the only peach blossom left among those who knew him in his youth and frivolity. The one he knew was the original her. Lou Wangshu thought that he knew the bottom line and could become each other's closest partners.

As everyone knows, when she died, her retribution still came.

She felt that it was logical for her husband to take revenge on her. At that time, she didn't understand the world, and she held the image of a goddess on top, calling her suitors around, pretentious and virgin.

Even despicable. Men are jealous of her, and she takes pleasure in it.

Lou Wangshu has experienced growth. She learned to control her emotions and was no longer moody. She remembers that when she was young, her boyfriend was still willing to coax her girlfriend and called it the pleasure of the boudoir. Men of a certain age are only happy to be with women who make them feel comfortable. If a woman is angry, they are bored.

Love is not a necessity in their lives, but an occasional regulator.

When she was with her husband, she smoothed out her arrogance and edges and corners, and quietly made a good wife.

She felt that change could come in time at any time.

But some things in the early years still left an imprint on Mr. 's heart.

He took brutal revenge.

Ordinary people counterattack and retaliate, at most, "You ignored me back then, and now you can't climb up to me". Lou Wangshu's husband was outrageous, he accepted Lou Wangshu and married her. He believes from the bottom of his heart that Lou Wangshu, who has a "rich love history", is not worthy of giving birth to a child for her.

A rich love history should never be a reason for contemporary women to be attacked.

If Mr. likes girls with innocent love history, he shouldn't be with Lou Wangshu. He betrayed her, killed her and her children. He also thought that he was doing the right thing for heaven by getting rid of "unserious" women.

Lou Wangshu's husband is a strange thing in the era in which she lives, and he will be sprayed to death.

In the era in which Zhou Yanan lives, there are many such "moral models".