"Don't you know what kind of person I am? I have always respected the king like my father......" Seeing Yiren's weak shoulders that turned his back but couldn't hide his trembling weak shoulders, and the indescribable loneliness and helplessness, Liu Feng's heart was as uncomfortable as a knife.

"Who are you? The small prime minister of Zhongshan Kingdom, Zhu Xuhou of the Han Dynasty, Wang Shi, hum! After hearing this, the girl suddenly stopped the misery in her heart, stubbornly ignored it, and only had a faint grudge in her voice, which was heartbreaking. It's just that when I think of his kind of courtesy to his father, there is absolutely no hypocrisy, and the girl's confidence is not very sufficient, but she is still strong Don't look at him, and secretly smack herself, this is not all for his ulterior motives!

Walking over gently, gently hugging the girl's soft and boneless shoulders, silently feeling the girl's heartbreaking doubt, Liu Feng couldn't come up with suitable words for a while.

Wang Yu's body is seven feet five minutes tall, extremely slender and plump, but it is much taller than the average man of this era, and his figure is also at the level of a world supermodel in later generations. And although Liu Feng is also growing up fast, after all, the starting point is too late, and he has to be a few points shorter than Wang Yu. In the past, Liu Feng always had irrepressible palpitations when he saw Wang Xuan's slender and beautiful figure, but at this time he was a little discouraged. Looking up at a woman, after all, is not a good habit for a man, although looking up to his own woman is also an extremely wonderful thing.

Wang Yu naturally didn't care about Liu Feng's whimsical thoughts, but he couldn't stop his gentle comfort, and in a burst of rapid breathing, he finally couldn't shake off the firm hands on his shoulders, only to feel that his whole body was like a stove smoked, and he didn't want to move half a minute, and finally, he leaned softly into the arms of the person behind him.

Liu Feng couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, the close contact between the two was on a hot day, and the unique elegant fragrance on the girl with a light shirt was even stronger, more confusing, almost melting Liu Feng and getting drunk.

Confused only for a moment, Liu Fengqiang looked up to the trembling of his heart, put his hands on the girl's delicate lower abdomen, gently hugged her, through the open window, a round and a half moon was slowly rising, the stars in the sky were like a sleepy child, blinked his sleepy little eyes, and finally couldn't help but return tired.

She was drunk, and he was drunk.

After a long time, Liu Feng said leisurely: "Actually, I'm not also a son of a common people." My grandfather died early, my grandmother and my father depended on each other, in the early years, my grandmother had to get up early and go to bed late every day, weaving mats and weaving shoes refused to rest, as soon as the morning dawned, let my father who was still young go back and forth in the market to set up stalls to sell, winter and summer, rain or shine, but still avoid hunger and cold. If it weren't for the help of the elders in the clan from time to time, it would have been a pinch of loess a long time ago......"

In this way, it is not Liu Feng who is deceiving sympathy, in his memory, he clearly told him that the great grandmother was blind when she was not yet forty years old, which is because she gets up early and goes to bed late every day, but she can't hold the lamp and work in the dark. This is also the occupational disease of many working women in this era, they are busy during the day, but they have to sew and cut for their husbands and children at night, but ordinary people still can't afford to hold oil lamps, so they can only do things by moonlight, or even starlight, and they will be boiled down early to be a daughter. This is also the reason why there are so many blind old women in this era, in fact, how can ordinary women from poor families survive to the word "old", but they are already at the end of their lives in their thirties and forties.

Liu Feng's story made Wang Yu feel sympathetic, and the strength of his belly turned into tenderness.

Without too much embellishment, Liu Bei, a child of the declining royal family, has indeed declined very badly, and it is no wonder that the enemies who fought against him later would scold him in person as a "shoe seller", and the clever literati ridiculed him for pretending to be a clansman. Imagine that in the 21st century, where the so-called equality of all people has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, how many immature teenagers can still be pressed by the three words "soil buns" for half their lives, not to mention that this is the most distinct hierarchy of the Han and Ji Kingdoms, how can the old farmers in the countryside who weave mats and sell shoes get along with those emperors and nobles? Even if it is a clan relative, such a poor and hungry clan member doesn't smear His Majesty the Emperor's face?

Ten percent of them are fake!

And Liu Feng's childhood was not much happier than Wang Feng's. Of course, this morning pointed to the Liu Feng before the age of ten. When he was less than a year old, his father Liu Bei, who was the pillar of the family, went out to study with the sponsorship of clan elders Liu Zijing, Liu Yuanqi and others, and studied under Lu Zhi with Gongsun Zhan. I went for six years, but after six years, I came back empty-handed. Well, after coming back, he pulled up a group of people to form a primitive underworld, and he became the boss, and he can be regarded as a small figure on the streets of Zhuo County, which also liberated the old mother and wife from labor, so that the young Liu Feng no longer has to worry about hunger. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, less than a year after Liu Bei came back, Liu Feng's mother Wang died of dystocia, and it didn't take long for his grandmother to die of illness. If it weren't for the fact that a descendant of the 21st century came to borrow the corpse to resurrect his soul, Liu Bei lost his father at an early age, lost his wife and son in the prime of life......

It is not difficult to understand why Liu Bei was so tenacious when he was fighting for hegemony in the world, he was overturned and dying again and again, his wife was separated again and again, and he was able to become a hegemon again and again, but he was able to become a hegemon for a long time, but he was used to it for a long time, and he was used to bearing disasters.

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"You are now the Hou Ye, and it is rare that you can still remember the days of the past." After a long silence, I don't know when Liu Feng had successfully snuggled Wang Yu into his arms, hugged him horizontally, sat on the high-backed chair he designed for Wang Yue, and shared this period of peace in the darkness in front of the bright moon. It's just that Wang Yu is not the confused and stupid woman after all, she is always clearly aware of the disparity between the identities and status of the two, and unexpectedly gives this charming a basin of cold water.

Listening to the girl's slightly sour voice, Liu Feng gently pecked Wang Yu's wonderful earlobe, and said very seriously: "In front of you, there will never be a Hou Ye, and I will always be just that stupid boy who doesn't know the height of the sky." ”

has been a human being in two lives, and the woman who really fascinates Liu Feng is only the girl in his arms. Being able to get the approval of the Yiren really made the always shrewd Zhu Xuhou stupid and stupid, but he would rather just be stupid all the time.

The damp heat behind his ears aroused a burst of embarrassing palpitations, and Wang Yu finally recovered from the intoxicated sweetness, hatefully grabbed the evil hand that was crawling up along his holy lower abdomen, and snorted coldly: "If there are two more stupid people like you in this world, others will not live anymore!"

Liu Feng's hand was painful, and he retracted it in a hurry, but his heart was as sweet as honey, and he couldn't imagine that the Yiren in his arms would say such playful words, and the feeling of fine fat was even more crazy. A rapid heartbeat made him can't help but close his eyes, his lower jaw against Yiren's soft fragrant shoulder, and his hot face was pasted with the exquisite nephrite jade that was also hot like boiling oil......

In this soft and bright moonlight, no one noticed the confused and intoxicated young girl, the small light on the table had long been secretly extinguished at some point, and the two people in obsession did not know when they lost their traces, only the scattered clothes, the rapid gasps, witnessed everything that had happened here.

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Adolescent boys and girls in the impulsive period, normal reaction, hehe......