PS: The potential is signed, in order to celebrate, there will be a change later, about ten o'clock.

Zhou Xiaocao became interested and asked, "Oh? What do you think of this story? ”

Simon said: "There are no opinions, but there are only a few problems. First, Cinderella didn't have an invitation, how did she sneak into the dance hall? What do the janitors eat? The prince is still inside, so don't you pay attention to safety? ”

Zhou Xiaocao: "Huh? That's a question."

Simon then asked the second question: "Second, Cinderella dances with the prince to the music, and cooperates quite tacitly, which must require more practice, right?" But according to what you said, Cinderella has been bullied all the time and has to do housework, where does she have time to practice her dance steps? ”

Zhou Xiaocao stared at Simon Enen dumbfounded, saying that when he read this story when he was a child, he didn't have so many questions, where did these problems come from?

Before he could think about it, Simon Ernn had already asked the third question: "The third and most important question, you listen." Cinderella's clothes, pumpkin carriages, minions, etc., all disappeared due to the failure of magic when the time was up. However, only the glass shoes left in the dance hall have not changed back, why is this? There were so many women in the country, the prince didn't remember Cinderella's appearance, so he tried it with his shoes. But there are always a few women whose feet are as big as Cinderella's, right? This cannot be used as a criterion. From here, it seems that this prince is a fool and not worth entrusting with for life. ”

Damn, why didn't I find any of these questions when I was a child? Could it be that illusions are all full, and the truth is always weak? I hate Brother Grimm! How do you write such a flawed fairy tale, are your brothers' brains all mush?

Ximen Enen looked at Zhou Xiaocao speechlessly, shook his head and said, "You still write poetry, you are not suitable for storytelling, really." ”

Zhou Xiaocao fled in despair, and even Ximen Qing didn't go to see him, and ran out of Ximen Mansion directly. This grace is amazing! If this is put in modern times, maybe another film critic will be born, you see this loophole. However, as long as I, Zhou Xiaocao, grasp your only loophole, you will be Amitabha, sins and sins, don't say, don't say!

It was approaching evening, and the setting sun was hiding behind the clouds, releasing the last rays of light. Zhou Xiaocao was bored and walked home, and it would take another quarter of an hour to walk. The current Cangzhou City cannot be compared with the nature of that time, and the towns in ancient times were generally relatively small, without so many people and shops. In ancient times, it was an era of agriculture, and the existence of cities and towns was only to form a political center, in which there were all kinds of power institutions and all kinds of yamen. The merchants, on the other hand, are dotted like trees on the grassland, and they are not the mainstream.

Thinking of the time when Simon Enn got along with him, Zhou Xiaocao couldn't help but think again. It seems that my brother's peach blossom luck has not dispersed yet, and I just ran two, and here is another one. Maybe, I can meet another beauty tomorrow, Zhou Xiaocao thought beautifully in her heart.

No, we have a good character, how can we think like this? It should be like this, with a new lover, don't forget the old one, oops, I'm really talented!

As if to confirm Zhou Xiaocao's thoughts, a touch of white flashed around the corner. However, Zhou Xiaocao has been sharp-eyed since he was a child, but anyone who passes by him, he can quickly tell what other people look like, and remember it clearly - only for women. Although the woman in white was only a flash, it was even shorter than passing by, but Zhou Xiaocao could still see that this woman was wearing a scarf, and her figure was very similar to Yan Qixia.

Aha, I knew you hadn't left yet, you must be reluctant to me, right? Kiss your wife, I'm here, see where you're still fleeing!

Turning the corner, Zhou Xiaocao continued to chase in the direction where Yan Qixia disappeared. After walking a short distance, I saw Yan Qixia again. This time she saw clearly, and she turned into the courtyard of a house. That figure, that posture, is worthy of being a woman, it is a skill!

Zhou Xiaocao came to the outside of the yard, only to see that the gate was hidden, Zhou Xiaocao pushed open the gate and broke in: "Wowhaha, kiss my wife, I'm here!" ”

"Uh, you guys are"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhou Xiaocao immediately discovered that the situation was wrong. Greeted by a middle-aged man, beside the big man, there were four women standing neatly. All four women had weapons in their hands. Obviously, they all have martial arts. And the woman in white who mistook Zhou Xiaocao for Yan Qixia just now, and the woman in white who brought Zhou Xiaocao here was also among them. Now, the four masked women all looked at Zhou Xiaocao with cold eyes. That look was like looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered, which made Zhou Xiaocao unhappy for a while.

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Tell me, what is your relationship with the female assassin who assassinated the little prince?" If you don't know her at all, how can you fall for this and come here? ”

Damn, even my wife has someone pretending, please you will play it all in the future, and sleep with me, I will find out again that this is not my wife, and then we will break up, wouldn't we all be happy?

Well, it seems like it's just yourself who rejoices. It's like, just this is enough to trick yourself. Test, I'll just say, my IQ needs to be strengthened!

Zhou Xiaocao fiercely reviewed his IQ, and the middle-aged man looked at Zhou Xiaocao very patiently, not seeming to be in a hurry.

Zhou Xiaocao said: "You're talking about the soul searching witch, she is my wife, haven't I always called her wife?" You heard that just now, didn't you? ”

The middle-aged man's face turned pale and he asked, "Is that really the Soul Searching Witch?" Are you sure? ”

Zhou Xiaocao nodded affirmatively: "That's for sure, who else will she have?" Anyway, my wife is a soul witch, and we have a good relationship. I also went to the Autumn Poetry Talk that day, and I saw a masked beauty in white on the way - oh, exactly like this sister. ”

The woman in white snorted softly and spitted, "Which is your sister!" ”

The middle-aged man was very interested and asked, "Go on!" You saw the woman, and what happened after that? ”

Zhou Xiaocao said: "After that? Then I saw her run into the woods, and I followed. Then, I made a poem for her, oh yes, the poem I chanted that day, and a lot of people were there at the time, and they heard it. As for this soul-seeking witch, she was fascinated by my talent. Then, after kissing her, she swore to be my wife, and she became my wife! ”

The middle-aged man said: "What nonsense! Tell the truth, or I'll kill you!" ”

Damn, what Young Master Ben said just now is true, why don't they believe it? Sometimes that's the case, the more the truth, the more no one believes it; The more lies there are, the more people tell them every day.

Zhou Xiaocao's eyes rolled, and he said in his heart, it seems that he has bluffed you. Hehe, if it hadn't really happened to me, I wouldn't have believed it myself, let alone others?

Zhou Xiaocao stared at the four girls, and his eyes returned to the woman who was pretending to be Yan Qixia. Mmmm, it's still her boobs big enough and imposing enough!

"I said, you haven't used the beauty trick yet, how can I confess?"

"Shameless!"

A woman picked up the leather whip in her hand and was about to whip it at Zhou Xiaocao's body. This outfit, coupled with that look, is really a standard S-M queen dress.

Zhou Xiaocao subconsciously tilted his head, but heard the middle-aged man say: "Okay, a few of you will use the beauty trick to see if he confesses or not." ”

The woman with the whip said, "But"

The middle-aged man's face sank: "This is an order!" ”

"Yes!"

The four women responded in unison, and then dragged Zhou Xiaocao into the room. In the courtyard, the middle-aged man touched the beard on his chin and pondered. This week, Xiaocao's words are not true, and it is very likely that there is real content just now, but I just don't know which sentence it is. It is undeniable that his IQ is clearly not low.

After a while, Zhou Xiaocao's unique obscene voice came from the room: "Hey, why do you take off my clothes?" Let's talk about it first, don't kill me! ”