"Warlord III: Xiao Shuai" 055 October deadline, all released (first update)
"Warlord III: Xiao Shuai" 055 October deadline, all released (first update) Cheng Yang served the chicken soup, and the fragrant chicken soup came to his nose.
Cheng Yang drank one spoonful after another.
"Is it delicious?" Xiao Yiqin asked softly.
Cheng Yang ate chicken by the way and nodded, "Well, I like to drink chicken soup since I was a child, but the old hens in the family used to wait to lay eggs." ”
The fat girl on the side immediately smiled and said, "Miss Cheng, if you like to drink, you will have chicken soup to drink every day in the future." ”
Cheng Yang was drinking, raising his eyes to look at Xiao Yiqin and the fat girl in front of him, and the master and servant were both staring at him with such joy and concern.
Cheng Yang suddenly thought of something, "Fat girl, I suddenly remembered that I just drank white fungus lotus seed soup last night, and today I came to chicken soup again?" ”
Cheng Yang turned his eyes to look at the man, "Xiao Shuai, do you really plan to raise me into a rice worm?" ”
Xiao Yiqin reached out and rubbed the woman's face, looking doting.
"Langyang, don't think too much, spoil you, and you will enjoy it."
Cheng Yang looked suspicious, "Xiao Shuai, why don't I think you are a man who will hurt people, this sudden favor, you shouldn't have dug some gentle trap for me, right?" ”
"Hahaha~" Xiao Yiqin laughed loudly.
"Luong, where did the gentle trap come from, come, don't think about it."
Xiao Yiqin brushed away the chicken soup stained on the corner of the woman's lips with his fingers, his movements were gentle, and his eyes were deeply doting.
Cheng Yang looked at the man, and his voice became stern, "Xiao Yiqin, don't try to fool me with this set, when will the people from Hongyi Hall be released?" ”
Xiao Yiqin stretched out his hand and picked up the woman's chin, his eyes were gloomy, "There are some things that need to be verified now, and I can't let them go for the time being." ”
"I don't think you want to let go!" Cheng Yang's eyes were displeased.
"Who said they wouldn't let it go?" Xiao Yiqin clasped the woman's shoulders with both palms, "Believe me, after ten months, if I haven't found out the truth I want, I will also release the people from Hongyi Hall." ”
"Ten months?" Cheng Yang asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's only ten months, if it hasn't been verified in ten months, I will let all the people in Hongyi Hall go."
Cheng Yang was a little unconvinced, "Are you serious? ”
Xiao Yiqin leaned over, leaned closer to his face, and kissed the woman's cheek, "My Xiao Shaoshuai seems to be a man who broke his word?" ”
Cheng Yang's eyes sank, and he naturally knew in his heart that Xiao Yiqin dared to take ten months as a deadline, and he must be completely sure.
Time passed quickly, and the night passed.
The next day, early in the morning, the magpies chirped at the base of the wall.
The subordinates of the Young Marshal's Mansion began to be busy, preparing for tomorrow's wedding banquet.
Back house.
When Cheng Yang woke up, he found that Xiao Yiqin had left.
He lowered his head and tidied up his messy clothes.
Cheng Yang recalled last night, and felt more and more incredible, Xiao Yiqin became very gentle last night.
Not to mention the lack of BT's fetish, even the normal joy is like that, and she can feel his caution.
Could it be that this indulgent beast has changed sex?
It's kind of unbelievable.
Cheng Yang got out of bed, stretched out his hand and yawned, muttering, "It's really weird, why have you been sleepy lately, so you get up from bed, and you feel so tired, shouldn't you really become a rice worm?" ”
After Cheng Yang washed and changed clothes, he came to the front yard.
Looking around, I found that I really couldn't find a single wicker.
Cheng Yang's eyes fell on the green bamboo forest not far from the back house, remembering that when he first came here, the fat girl told herself that it was a forbidden place.
She has a curiosity deep in her heart and wants to find out.
"Miss Cheng, come over for breakfast." The fat girl shouted.
This shout interrupted Cheng Yang.
Cheng Yang came back to his senses, glanced at the green bamboo forest, and turned back.
Back in the room, the dining table was full of all kinds of pastries and side dishes, rice porridge, and a dazzling array of dishes.
Cheng Yang looked at the breakfast on the table, and felt more and more funny, "Fat girl, I eat so much alone?" ”
The fat girl smiled and said, "Miss Cheng, make more, you can pick and eat." ”
Cheng Yang's eyes flickered, and he said tentatively, "Fat girl, why did your young marshal suddenly be so courteous to me recently, could it be some conspiracy?" ”
When the fat girl heard this, she covered her mouth and smiled, "Miss Cheng said that she laughed, the young marshal really feels sorry for you, and soon Miss Cheng will find out that the young marshal is really attentive to you." ”
Cheng Yang leaned closer, "Fat girl, tell me the truth, do you know anything?" ”
The fat girl's eyes flashed panicked, and she pointed outside, "Miss Cheng, I still have a piece of osmanthus cake that I haven't served, I'll serve it." ”
The fat girl's dodge deepened Cheng Yang's speculation more and more.
Sunset and moonrise.
Soon the day passed.
Late at night.
Cheng Yang combed his long hair in front of the grooming bronze mirror, with beautiful eyebrows and watery eyes, clear and lovely.
"What do you do during the day?" A pair of iron arms wrapped around the woman's thin waist from behind.
Cheng Yang dropped the wooden comb in his hand, and swept behind him, "I've been bored for a day, and I'm really irritable." ”
"Oh?" Xiao Yiqin's palm slowly untied the woman's coat, revealing the woman's beautiful skin and fragrant back.
The man bowed his head and kissed softly with his thin lips.
"What's upset? I'll go out for a walk with you in two days. ”
"No!" Cheng Yang turned around, holding the man's face with both hands, his eyes were anxious, "Xiao Yiqin, although I don't know what you're planning?" But let me tell you, if I find out that you are calculating Hongyi Hall, I will be welcome! ”
"My darling, how are you going to be polite?"
Cheng Yang stared at the man's eyes, "Xiao Yiqin, do you think that I have no cards to play in my hand Cheng Yang?" I haven't played the last card yet! ”
Xiao Yiqin's eyes deepened a little, and his heartstrings tightened suddenly.
"Luang, don't mess around, soon you will know that I, Xiao Yiqin, have never calculated Hongyi Hall, if I really calculate, I will count you alone."
Cheng Yang's eyes sank.
The man stepped forward, picked up the woman with his arms crossed, and walked towards the bed.
Cheng Yang hooked Xiao Yiqin's neck with both arms, and his eyes were full of solemnity.