Chapter 39: Isn't It a Mass Grave?

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Zhao Yan saw their expressions and smiled lightly, "Don't do this!" Get dressed! Let's go to the courtyard to enjoy the flowers! ”

Miss Zhou Qing didn't want to move in this state, so she raised her leg and said, "Zhao Lang, dress me!" The slave family is now in pain, and he can't move! ”

Abi also took Zhao Yan's big hand and was coquettish.

Zhao Yan had no choice but to dress these two beauties, from the inside out, smelling the unique smell on the clothes, he felt very good, he was simply refreshed, conquered the two beauties again, and sowed the seeds.

The four of them sat in the pavilion, watching the lotus flowers bloom very brightly, Miss Zhou sighed: "I originally wanted to take you to see my master, presumably her old man knows some secret arts, and she can use Zhao Lang's jade tripod body!" ”

Miss Abi also said: "I want to take Zhao Lang to see my father!" Now it's a delay! ”

Zhao Yan hurriedly comforted and stroked the chest qi of the two Nizi.

Miss Abi smiled: "Zhao Lang will tell us a story!" The slave family wants to hear from you! ”

Zhao Yan smiled: "Have you read all the books I wrote, have you read through them?" ”

Miss Abi nodded, "It's all turned upside down!" I couldn't see anyone before, so I could only flip through books, but now that I see a real person, I can eat it in my mouth, and I still want to listen to the story! ”

This kind of thing couldn't be simpler, he thought about it casually, and then began to talk about it. The three beauties slowly listened attentively!

Miss Abi shouted: "This Yin Zhiping is really not a good person! ”

Zhao Yan smiled, didn't speak, and continued, so the day passed, but he only talked about Guo Jing's martial arts conference in Xiangyang.

Zhao Yan looked at the three women staring at him, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, I have to talk about it after eating the meal!" If this continues, people will starve to death! ”

Abi smiled sweetly and put vegetables for Zhao Yan, and then Miss Zhou and Lu Yatou both took the vegetables and put them in Zhao Yan's bowl.

Zhao Yan was stared at by the eyes of the three women, so he had to quickly solve the problem of eating, and said, "It's already dark, let's go back to the house and talk about it!" ”

So four people, one man and three women, came to the room, turned on the lights, and began to tell the story of the Condor Heroes overnight! It can be said that it is simplified, and it is said very quickly, and the original work of the real beginning is generally talked about in detail and complicated, and I am afraid that it will involve more.

The three beauties heard such a martial arts love story for the first time, and they were so infatuated that they went from the table to the bed, and lay on Zhao Yan with their arms around them, and let him continue to tell it.

Zhao Yan said: "There is actually a prelude to this story, so I'll tell you about it!" "This time he learned from the experience and talked about things, but he was so tired! If you keep talking, your tongue will stick out! When he had finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, I saw three beautiful women with panda eyes. Miss Abi said coquettishly: "It's all to blame!" It hurt that the slave family couldn't sleep all night! ”

Miss Zhou Qing also said: "Tell half the story, the sisters can't dream of it!" ”

Lu Ya stared at Zhao Yan without speaking, but her eyes were red.

Zhao Yan said speechlessly: "Are you going crazy?" Don't do it! He really couldn't understand the severity of the knowledge shortage in these years, and the ghost stories told by the elders to scare children were all passed down to the public. As if it were a real thing, he said everywhere that he would be separated from the next generation, and such an old man was afraid that he would not even be able to coax a child.

Zhao Yan held the bowl and the dishes, and fed the three beauties in a trance one by one, these three were not bright! Seeing that nothing is in a state, even eating.

Zhao Yan shook Lu girl's head fiercely, "Ah Lu, let's eat quickly!" What kind of hysteria? I've starved myself like this, but what can I do? ”

Lu Yatou's little hand reached out in Zhao Yan's arms, hugged Zhao Yan, and said, "Will my husband love me like Brother Guo loves Huang Rong?" The little face was close to Zhao Yan's heart.

Zhao Yan's face was stunned, and a light flashed in his mind. "Does anyone still believe in this routine? Is this story still read? Who will talk about this martial arts in the future, I'm afraid there will be no one who will even watch it! What a bloody routine! The routines of martial arts have rotted from the inside to the outside! ”

But it's still important to coax the beauty, Zhao Yan put down the dishes and chopsticks, stared at the eyes of the dew girl, and said, "Ah Lu, do you know how this story came about?" That's what I came up with! Guo Jing in the story is me! Huang Rong is you! This story is what I wrote to you, to commemorate our love! ”

Lu Yatou didn't understand it, but she understood, her little face couldn't stop being happy, and her little mouth was torn to the ground, "Xianggong will coax me!" Saying that, Xiaozui kissed Zhao Yan's mouth sweetly, and began to eat with a smile, and slanted at Zhao Yan with small eyes.

Zhao Yan was happy in his heart, he was still a beauty at this time! It's over!

Miss Abi's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she shouted, "Brother Zhao is also coming to coax me!" ”

Miss Zhou Qing also said with a smile: "Zhao Lang is so good at coaxing people, coaxing Sister Lu's heart to bloom!" It's really honey on my mouth, and I want it too! ”

When Zhao Yan heard this, he wanted to say it twice. Who knew that Miss Abi laughed so much that her eyes were crooked, but she said, "Xianggong! You can make up another one! You told Sister Lu about this, the slave family wants to hear something else! "The chest is going to hang on Zhao Yan's body.

Zhao Yan thought for a while and said, "The mountains have no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king. This sentence is really too classic, and more importantly, it saves effort, so you don't have to think about it anymore.

The little girl listened to the film until the corners of her mouth were cracked, and her eyes narrowed together.

Miss Zhou Qing opened her eyes wide, waiting for Zhao Lang to say the most touching love words to her, her whole body became excited, her emotions were also brewed, and her two thighs were stirred together.

Zhao Yan saw Miss Zhou's appearance, and without thinking about it, he opened his mouth and came, "You and me, you are affectionate." There are many feelings, and the heat is like fire. Put a piece of clay, twist a you, shape a me. Break the two of us together. Mix with water. Pinch another you, and mold a me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. I was born with you and died with the same coffin. When he said the last sentence, he was a little hesitant, if his own women were all in a coffin with him, how big would the coffin be? But this is a complete poem, if you don't add the last sentence, I'm really sorry for this poem, it's too classic, at least at the level of the love poem.

The three women all looked at Zhao Yan with their eyes open, with different meanings, Zhao Yan looked at their looks, and felt that they were going to be finished, did they still have to say love poems and love songs for a day? This is damn! There are few love poems in Chinese history that can be passed down to future generations.

Lu Yatou turned her eyes back, and only glanced at Zhao Yan with slanted eyes. This means that Zhao Yan understands, he has never said this word to Lu Yatou, she is jealous!

Zhao Yan quickly gave a look back, but Lu Yatou didn't answer, she only buried her head in eating, and her eyes were sluggish.

Miss Zhou Qing came back to her senses for a long time and shouted, "Does Xianggong want to be buried with me?" ”

Miss Abi also mixed in: "What about me? What about me? "She's going to have to make a good spot for herself, too.

Zhao Yan had a headache all of a sudden, his own women were all buried together, Nuwa taught so many sisters, isn't it a mass grave?