The man is a stone, the woman is water, and the droplets of water can make the stone pierce.

Women are cars, men are wheels, and no matter how the car runs, it is the wheels that are worn.

Of course, these are too literary. The most popular and classic is the saying that men are cattle and women are land, and there are only tired cows, and there is no ploughed land.

After being a virgin for twenty-six years, Yan Murong thought that with his physique, even if he was three wives and four concubines, he would be able to sing every night, and the king would not be early in his reign. But now he knew he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Nearly two hours later, Yan Murong, who was forced to pay three public grains, lay on his back on the bed, his little face turned pale, and his heart was sincerely sympathetic to those emperors in ancient times - he finally knew why these guys who were emperors didn't live long. There are so many girls in the harem, and they don't let Ya stop cooking for two months, which is worthy of him. Look at Zheng Wuming, he can't hold on in less than a month.

"Alright, now let's get down to business."

Su Qingwu's face flushed, and she looked at Yan Murong with a satisfied expression and said. The outside temperature is warm, but the temperature in the quilt is really high, there is a layer of watery sweat on the body, and the long hair on the forehead is wet, and the strands are attached to the forehead one by one, but it also shows a different kind of charm.

"Let me catch my breath." Yan Murong said weakly. "You're trying to kill me."

"It's just you." Su Qingwu said angrily, it has been two hours, although she was tired several times and almost collapsed, but after it was over, she was full of energy, which made Yan Murong, a guy who claimed to be a miracle doctor, very incomprehensible. In other words, the medical profession today cannot perfectly answer the question - why are men more tired than women when doing such things?

Stretched out his hand to pick up the information from the bedside, no matter what Yan Murong said, he carefully read it from beginning to end, and said. "The information on this is the information of the Chang family, but it seems that the only thing that can make a fuss is Chang Pozhi."

"It's better to have than not to have it." Yan Murong rested for a while, his physical strength also recovered a lot, and he also had some strength to speak. "When you reach this status, you must take care of your ass more, how can you not wipe your ass clean after pooping?"

"Vulgar." Su Qingwu snorted, slapped Yan Murong's shoulder angrily, and said. "But with this little thing, you can also let the Chang family drink a pot."

"Do you have a solution?" Yan Murong's eyes lit up and asked urgently.

"Not yet."

"I'm excited." Yan Murong muttered and complained.

"You should be excited." Su chuckled. "I said I couldn't help it, I didn't say I didn't have ideas."

"Damn, you're bored with me?" Yan Murong complained unhappily.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qingwu raised her eyebrows and said. "If you don't accept you, let your little guy try to make the old lady hard, and see if I don't throw it up."

As soon as he heard this, Yan Murong suddenly died down. "Yes, the little one knows that he is wrong, the heroine, you raise your noble hand."

"Hmph, make you arrogant." Su Qingwu smiled provocatively and said. "Tell me what you think first, are you going to make a big deal out of it, or do you just want to disgust them?"

"It's a big deal!" Yan Murong said without hesitation. "The bigger the trouble, the better, and the whole of China will know about it—but don't get around them and catch me. It was enough to get me into Guoan once last time, and I don't want to go in the royal apartment and eat a royal box lunch again. ”

Yan Murong was not stupid, knowing that if he showed a little bit of a tail that could be caught by them this time, then they would definitely attack him. At that time, although no one could protect him, he also made up his mind to disturb the capital and live in seclusion in the mountains. However, how could Old Man Yan not be closed? At that time, even if the old man could keep him, what he had to sacrifice was the interests of the entire Yan family.

Yan Murong is a good boy who is diligent and thrifty, and he will never allow such a loser's behavior.

Some people say that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are struggles.

What is the struggle? To put it bluntly, if you give me a set, I'll give you another set, and see when you can get your own set around the other party's neck, then whoever wins.

"It's a big deal." Su Qingwu thought about it and said. "Then this thing really can't be stabbed to the media, stabbed to the media, with the energy of the Chang family, it is estimated that it will not take half an hour for these things to evaporate from the world - besides, even if they are stabbed to the media, they may not dare to broadcast it outside."

"You mean just do it in-house?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"That's what it means." Su Qingwu nodded. "Since it can't be stabbed at the media, then poke it out of this circle. In this case, it is useless for the Chang family to hide it even if they want to. ”

As she spoke, Su Qingwu sneered again and again. "People are terrible, these four words are not said casually."

"It's dark." Yan Murong sighed repeatedly. What kind of virtue his wife is, he already knows it after being sold by Su Qingwu a few times when he was a child.

"How can you live without thick black?" Su Qingwu said. "It's the 21st century, how can you live without being a little darker? ――Don't you know, the magnum opus work "Thick Black Studies" by the Thick Black Patriarch Li Zongwu is a must-read for every successful businessman and official. ”

"Okay, then do as you say." Yan Murong nodded and asked again. "How do you get this information out?"

"How do you poke it out?" Su Qingwu suddenly laughed, and that smile, the more she looked at it, the more Yan Murong felt flustered. "You've seen flyers on the street, right?"

"I've seen it." Yan Murong asked with a blank expression. "Don't tell me you want to print this thing out as a flyer."

"What's not to do?" Su Qingwu laughed. "From tomorrow onwards, you will go to the gate of the military compound to squat, enter a person, you will send one, no matter who it is, as long as it is a person, you will send it, no matter how powerful he is often broken, he can't get used to where you stand, right? - Besides, there are words and illustrations on it, how vivid it is, and it looks better than a villain book. ”

"Sister, are you mistaken?" Yan Murong looked shocked, and his eyes widened. "You're telling me to hand out flyers? Or run to the gate of the military compound to send it? Damn, is it good to have guards standing guard? Aren't you afraid to beat me into honeycomb coal? ”

"It's up to you whether you go or not." Su Qingwu pouted. "You let me come up with an idea, and now I've got you covered, and as for whether to do it or not, that's your business—I just found out that you're more hypocritical than a woman. Isn't it just a flyer, and you don't want to die? ”