32 Helen scolded Paris for being a coward, and the popsicle man died when he saw the light

The goddess of beauty is a god after all, how can Helen not listen to it. She returned to Jin Yu Diaohua's tent, and saw her husband Hippy waiting for her in the room with a smile, so she opened her mouth and scolded: "Die, you coward." You died in front of the two armies, but it was the will of heaven and the will, but it should be. It is also a blessing for the people of the whole city, and the one who causes the fire burns his own body, and he starts from himself.

From this day forward, I feel even more ashamed of being around you, and this is what you measure, Paris. (Alessandros' nickname.) ）

When you kidnapped me to cross the sea and stay away from home, you bragged like that, saying that you were stronger than my ex-husband, and that you did have a little kung fu except for doing stupid things, but it was just unsightly, and it was only in bed. ”

"Come on," Paris stretched out his hand to pull her, ", I'm going to do even more stupid things today." ”

"Don't touch me," said Helen, "I want to throw up when I see you, malignant." What else do you have besides bragging? You say that you have a lot of strength, you are stronger than him, you can use a wrench, you can throw a gun, you can do a fart. Go, if you have the ability, you can go, use all your strength, go and fight with him, if you win a decent life for you and me, otherwise you will die on the battlefield, and I will return to my hometown with my ex-husband. ”

"But," said Paris, "I'm really a little scared, and besides, he's got God's help, and if I have God's help next time, I'll beat him, and I'll see." ”

"Do you have strong hands, have you usually practiced? Definitely. Usually you just want to go to a nightclub, and you are a master of abducting little girls. It's not a hotel or a nightclub, it's not a dance hall or a net. When you are 100 years old, you don't have good luck, and you live a life of sighing and sighing all day long. ”

(This is a little quote from my mother's recollection of what my mother said to me.) That is: when you are 100 years old, you will not be lucky, and you will live a life all day long. If my mother once said to me: it's either a hotel or a nightclub, it's not a dance hall or a net. Then I shouted "Long live God!" ”）

"Who is not ignorant when they are young? You just say me! Paris said.

"Because you have now abducted me to be your wife, I don't care who cares? If you have the ability, you can fight, go and fight alone, don't cheat. Now you are worse off than dead, and man is worse than a beast. Do you dare to go out? Do you dare? Definitely. You are now a 'popsicle' and can only stay in the refrigerator every day to live, live in darkness, and die when you see the light. ”

(This sentence is that I think of Fang xX, and Han X, what BXb will die when he sees the light.) It's hard to be a man. I can't make money honestly, and I am scolded for being naughty and being scolded as 'dying when I see the light'. There used to be a saying that he was called a 'vegetative person,' and now there's a 'popsicle man'. ）

"Don't be ashamed of me like this, okay, it's not time to go to war, it's been dark for a long time, I just want to fight with you and my wife in bed now, please see what I'm good at." Paris began to undress himself, and at the end of the day, Helen laughed. He scolded in his heart: You dead ghost!

"Come on," said Paris, "I've never missed you like I did today, even if it was the first time I had sex with you, I didn't miss you and like you like so much today." My ** fire is burning my heart, if it is water or oil, please turn it all upside down, if it is water, it will extinguish me, and if it is oil, it will burn me to ashes. ”

"Oil your head," (your head.) These three words were once said to me by the girl I was in love with. Helen said, "People don't have any interest at all, they are selfish experts, they just want it, they don't ask others if they want it, they want it." ”

Women are like this, as long as men have the courage to say it, there is nothing that women are unwilling to say, although they say it so hateful and hateful, what kind of words are hidden.

Helen was a little bit of that, but she was still willing to work with him. Paris propped one hand on the bed, while the other hand was stroking her nose and snickering, and Helen began to get into bed.

The latter began to undress, and Paris could not wait for a moment, and stretched out his hands to tear Helen's bosom open, and two little white rabbits rolled out of it like magic, fluffy, white and fat, neither big nor small. It's called beauty, you know.

Helen lay down and hooked her hands around Paris's neck, and underneath, like a plane refueling in the sky, directed by the brain's navigation system engineering, was a natural phenomenon of knots.

Paris used the automatic control system to refuel the long-range plane, and at the same time, he used half his head to imagine the scene of life and death on the battlefield just now. He's having fun, if it weren't for his little face being white, this life would be over today, because the goddess of beauty had stolen his leg, and this time she reached out to save him, just to have a chance to steal his leg in the future. This is the value of life, mutual use.

Helen's heart was not so simple, she was drinking milk at the same time, she was also thinking: Is this the last glass of milk? If I could, I'd like to drink him to death in one gulp, swallowing the whole cup at the same time. Otherwise, smash it in front of the bed.

Our Helen is still thinking like this: which of these two men is more enjoyable, it seems that there is no heart to judge now, but there is anyway, even if it is a little, but it still has a little. Which of these two men makes me feel more flavorful in this regard? If there is no point, it is impossible.

This must close your eyes and remember it wholeheartedly, otherwise you will be biased towards this time, which is equivalent to other real life, and you will always treat the person in front of you who has been used by you as a good person.

Paris in this respect, is more gentle and delicate, while Menelaos, in stature, is more burly, thick and powerful, like the strength of wine. He belongs to the strong liquor, which is very powerful, and after using it, it makes people horny and dizzy. It's like a buffalo that is full at one time, it's really not good to lie on hard ground, but it's extremely comfortable to lie in the water. Because the cow is overfed, it will feel a kind of pressure when lying on hard ground. It is of course much better in the water, because the water is buoyant.

(Pull south, here is another "Newton", weighing gold with water.) ）

"Don't try to do it again, you can't beat my ex-husband, in addition to being able to draw with him in this regard, go to the battlefield to face off, you will definitely die." Helen said as she pulled the head of Paris's turtle with one hand, "I dragged it to death, and it was because of its disobedience that it killed so many people." But the problem is not solved. Do you do it, will I drag you to death now, or will I let you go back to the battlefield and let the bronze spearhead cut you in two? ”

This cicada B is pointing at the bird and scolding people, and the scolding is reasonable and has a very ironic significance. You listen to her scolding you, you don't listen, she is scolding the birds. It's the same to listen or not to listen, it's just a pastime in bed. That's a husband and wife in the truest sense of the word, you know.

This is the so-called beauty, which is not only tasteful in the light life, but also very tasteful in the dark side life. This is called beauty!

(Writing such a ghost novel is all about Laizi.) Is this art? Maybe. ）