But if she can stay with Zhou Lang for a long time, she would rather eat sweet and sour every day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The stomach is full of sorrow, and the sour taste has turned into a faint astringency on the tip of the tongue.

Yuqiao raised his eyes and looked at the half-light and half-dense mountains in the distance, and for a long time, he silently withdrew his gaze and stared at the edge of the ridge in a daze.

The spider was quietly mending the torn webs, and her thoughts had already lingered beside Zhou Zhenwei, the governor's office.

I don't know if the Zhao guards can deliver the antidote to aphrodisia in time, I don't know if the medicine can really cure aphrodisia. Or did you finally find a prostitute and love it?

If she really has something with the prostitute, how should she deal with herself? Don't talk to him? He couldn't help but ........

Thinking about it, my heart trembled, and I kneaded the silk handkerchief in my hand into a flower.

That's it, it's good to always be alive, and some things will become demons if you think about them!

"Madame let the old slave find it easy, my wife can't find you, she is crying! Come with me. ”

An old woman in green cloth was panting sharply, and her little feet trembled and trembled towards her.

Yuqiao pouted noncommittally, tiptoe to avoid the wet grass, and shyly followed her.

As soon as the woman in a pink shirt and dark pants came close to pass her shoulders, she suddenly turned around and came over, it was Xiaojin.

Yuqiao walked intently, as if she didn't see her, this girl was awkward, the more popular she was, the more she flattered, there was no simple and kind peasant girl.

"Madame Governor, do you think my bouquet of red begonias is beautiful?" She squinted and giggled as she stretched out her arms to bring the flower closer to Yuqiao's chest.

"Beautiful!" Yuqiao's gaze slipped lightly from the flowers, half-open and half-blooming, like rouge.

That is, I opened my eyebrows and didn't want to look more.

"Do you want it, I'll send you!" Xiao Jin "tsk", although he said this, he retracted his hand with flowers.

Yuqiao stroked her belly and took a deep breath: "I don't like red begonias, you can keep it for yourself!" ”

"You don't like it?" Xiao Jin tilted his head to look at her carefully, and sure enough, his eyebrows and eyes were the same, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't want to say anything more. I really don't like it!

"If you don't like it, I'll give it to you!" She pursed her lips and shoved the bouquet of red begonias into Yuqiao's hand.

A fatty fresh fish jumped out of the field, and an arc was drawn and "snapped" into the stagnant water. Xiao Jin was obviously interested, no longer paid attention to Yuqiao, and pulled up his trouser legs and went to the field to catch fish.

Yuqiao held the begonia tightly and walked more than ten steps, making sure that the ghost girl was no longer coming, so she buried her little face in the petals, although there was no fragrance, she took a deep breath, and sniffed out a fragrant smell.

Looking up again, the eyebrows and eyes are already full of spring water, the corners of the red lips are upturned, the pink cheeks are like a layer of honey, and the whole face is full of sweet joy. Even the old lady next to her seemed to feel her joyful energy, and glanced at her strangely.

Yu Qiao pursed her lips and chuckled, how could this grandmother understand that it was difficult for her to draw her mood at this time, when Xiaojin threw the bouquet on her chest, she could tell at a glance that it was given to her by Zhou Lang.

Whenever he gave her flowers, he would always tie a concentric knot with tender wicker to please her.

This concentric knot was taught to him by himself, and he was clumsy and ugly in Su Ri, and this time he was particularly good at fiddling.

He's coming! I'm going to pick her up!

In the hazy chaos, she heard someone calling her Qiao'er, but she couldn't find a familiar figure everywhere.

It must be blocking the two of them from seeing each other, it doesn't matter, he can't see him, she goes to find him!

........

The former governor of Shandong named Lin Gengzhao, thirty years old, is a man with a strong body, and his wife is seventeen years old, quite touching and delicate.

Since Lin Gengzhao died in the red luan tent of Xiaofeng Chunqing Spring Courtyard, this little lady's situation is embarrassing and embarrassing, and it is very difficult.

The prefect went directly to Qingchun Courtyard to carry back the body of the governor, and immediately conducted an autopsy to inform the people of the city that they were really excited and their veins burst and died.

This damn is fragrant and mysterious. If Xiao Fengchun died, it would be a symbol of a man's majestic soul, but now that the man is dead, he is still a young and strong man.

How fatal is that ecstasy? It has become a joke for the people in the market to chew on after dinner.

Xiao Fengchun's worth has risen enough to bankrupt Xiaomin, but the governor's little lady was poked in the back, and she was always ridiculed and ridiculed openly and secretly.

The little lady is from a beautiful background, how can she resist such a shame.

In front of Lin Gengzhao's tomb, under a hundred-year-old laurel tree, she placed a piano mat, a guqin, a pot of wine, and a white silk.

Sitting on the piano cushion, playing a song and forgetting each other, drinking half drunk, hanging the three-foot white silk branch.

Wrongdoer, I want to catch up with you on the bridge, and from then on I will never become a stranger.

She didn't take Huangquan Road, didn't go to the Nai He Bridge, and didn't see the negative person.

Wake up slowly, look at the top of the pomegranate-red brocade tent, and look sideways at a shirtless man sitting on the edge of the couch, dressing neatly.

And she didn't have a wisp of herself, she was lazy and soft and didn't want to move, and her legs were sore and weak, and the slippery traces were still there.

In an instant, she went crazy!

.......

"Where have you been? Why did you leave me alone? You have no conscience. A little woman's eyes were full of tears, and the tip of her nose was red and she was sobbing with a handkerchief.

Seeing that Yuqiao was being gently pushed by her grandmother, she reluctantly lifted the curtain and entered the room.

She was happy and aggrieved, hurriedly stepped forward to grab Yuqiao's hand, and kissed her forehead against her soft shoulder.

Yuqiao wanted to vomit a little, and wanted to roll her eyes and flick her head hard.

She still wants to be coquettish on Zhou Lang's broad shoulders tonight!

So she can't throw up, she can't play this crazy woman's brain.

"Mrs. Fan, what's wrong, I just think it's stuffy in this room, go out and breathe!" Yu Qiao said lightly: "My stomach is so numb and my legs are very swollen, can you let me sit down and have a tea break?" ”

"Don't call me Mrs. Fan, call me Ruyi." The little woman's face turned pale suddenly, and she grabbed the jade warp and shook it lightly, only screaming with hatred.

"Which play is this? Ruyi? A chuckle suddenly came from outside the curtain, the peach shadow flashed, and Xiaojin Shi Ran walked in.

The little woman named Ru Yi let go of the jade warp, looked at Xiao Jin in a daze, suddenly smiled, and stepped forward to ask her affectionately: "You call me Ru Yi, I like you the most, do you want to give me delicious food today?" ”

"Who said Ruyi was crazy? I think you're the smartest, what is this? Xiao Jin lifted a fresh fish dressed in wicker with his right hand and shook it in front of Ru Yi's eyes: "This is a live fish, it tastes very good, do you want to taste it?" ”

"Miss Xiaojin, just let my wife go!" The old woman knelt down slightly, pleading with snot and tears.

"Look at what this grandmother said, I really don't like it." That Xiaojin raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, but his eyes were fixed on Ru Yi, and his eyes were piercing like thorns: "If you are really crazy, you will definitely like to eat this fresh fish." ”