Tang San, eat and drink.

I ate whatever was on the table, and stuffed it all into my mouth, soft and hard, sweet and salty, and what I ate and drank.

Eat, eat, drink, drink!

"Hey, have you eaten enough? Let's talk about ...... here."

"Wait, wait, wait!" Tang San directly interrupted the invitation of the "princess" and continued to look at the food on the table.

Eat, eat, refresh!

What should I do if my stomach is already full? It doesn't matter, keep stuffing! Save five days' worth of food and save money on food.

One person eats the amount of five people.

"Come here, come to my couch, and we'll ...... further," the princess urged softly.

"Wait!" Tang San directly waved his hand to interrupt, this hasn't been enjoyable yet, what is urging.

The curly-haired queen exploded when she landed: "You can't come, you don't know what to do, the old lady is looking for you to feed the pigs!" ”

"......Hiccup" At this time, Tang San also happened to be full, his stomach was 3 times bulging than usual, and he looked like he was seven or eight months old.

The original table of food was swept away, and the plates and bowls were as bright as if they had just been smashed.

Queen: "Full?" ”

Tang San: "Hiccup—"

Queen: "Come and sit." ”

This woman is domineering, and she speaks with an aura of "I don't allow you to object".

Tang San walked over in response and walked towards the couch.

The curly-haired queen raised her hand to the living room pool, "Over there." ”

It meant to let Tang San sit on the big golden sofa - just not let him go to the couch.

Hmph, do you think the poor monk wants to go to your broken mat?

I came to the sofa in the living room pool and stopped.

The curly-haired queen squinted, urging in her heart: Sit, sit down, sit down and you will become my caged bird, sit! Hey.

It turned out that this large sofa was a trap set by her.

But Tang San didn't know, seeing that he bent down and was about to sit down-

I'm going to sit down soon—

It's a little bit close-

"Forget it, the poor monk should stand."

"I'll go." The queen almost didn't fall off the couch, "Why don't you sit?" ”

Tang San touched his bald head embarrassedly: "It's too hard to eat, and I can't go down my waist." ”

This Nima, the queen is almost squirting, is this bald head a sand coin? I know how to eat, eat, eat, I am such a beautiful woman here, he only knows how to eat?

It's really wonderful, do you think you're the Monkey King?

The queen regains her posture, and she must find a way to get the bald head to sit on it.

"Little handsome guy, lie down, you don't have to sit, it will be more comfortable to lie down."

"No, no, no, the poor monk is comfortable to stand. The matter is important, the poor monk's trip is not only to return the shoes, but also to tell him an important matter. ”

"Oh?" The queen was slightly curious, "Say it." ”

"Hmph," Tang San paced around the sofa and said in a whispering voice, "In the hometown of the poor monk, there is a custom of throwing hydrangeas to set Langjun. When the princess of a country has a favorite man, she will aim at the hydrangea and secretly throw it to him. ”

"Huh? And then what? ”

"Hmph," Tang San smiled slightly, and continued, "But the poor monk also grew up listening to Cinderella's stories, and in Your Excellency's country, leaving a crystal slipper for the beloved one is the same as throwing a hydrangea." In other words, the crystal slipper is equivalent to a hydrangea. ”

Queen: "And then." ”

Tang San: "Do you still need to say it?" Your red shoe is the crystal slipper you left for the poor monk. ”

"Hahahaha!" The queen looked up to the sky and laughed, and roared in her heart: This bald head is really a sand coin, no wonder it was deceived so easily, it turned out to be voluntarily hooked.

But the queen decided to do the trick: "That's true, you're smart." ”

Tang San smiled: "I have won awards, but I haven't lost in terms of IQ." So—"

He suddenly returned to seriousness: "You can start, what you want to say to the poor monk." To put it bluntly, you want me to be a colt, right? ”

The queen was stunned at first, but quickly nodded vigorously: "That's right, that's what I thought." ”

I'll lie to you first, and then I'll say that he doesn't care what a colt is.

"Ask me!" Tang San is colorful.

"Huh? What to ask? ”

"Ask me if I'd like to!"

The queen couldn't bear it anymore, but she still said it in a dignified and affectionate way—

"Will you, will, be my colt?"

Oh mom, no, I'm embarrassed. She was on the verge of throwing up herself. Say yes, little bald, I can't stand you anymore.

Tang San finally smiled again, a smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Poor Monk ......"

"Refuse!"

"What?" The queen sat up from her couch and said, "Say it to me again?" ”

Tang San took a step forward and shouted heroically: "The poor monk refuses!" 100% refusal! ”

The queen "banged" and popped the edge of the couch, and her curly hair flew wildly: "You dare to fool me? You don't have a cat all the gizmos! ”

This princess is so fierce.

However, Tang San was fearless, shook his eyes coldly, and said the second purpose of his trip-

"Hmph, before you ignored the beauty of the poor monk and let the poor monk go? Do you think the poor monk can forgive you? Let me tell you, no one in this world dares to insult the personality of a poor monk, if there is-"

"Slap" slapped his palm on the sofa: "If there is, the poor monk will definitely return to the king and counterattack and slap his face!" So, now the poor monk is going to tell you that this donkey, Lao Tzu treats it as. You princess, get out of the way! Roll as far as you want! ”

The queen was dumbfounded.

What happened? Can anyone explain what exactly she did wrong?

Why was he suddenly slapped in the face? Why does this face really hurt so hotly?

She was stunned as if she had lost her soul, how could a man dare to talk to her like this in her life, and he slapped her in the face!

If you don't want to be her colt, let her go???

Who the hell is this man? Is he crazy? Why could he refuse her beauty?

Is he still a normal man?!

Almost then, the queen was about to start wiping away tears.

Tang San was completely satisfied.

This is the ultimate meaning of his trip -

What kind of pretending to be a criminal, a tsundere girl, in the poor monk, there is only a slapped in the face.

Just hit you in the face, just hit you in the face, are you convinced?

"Gone!" After slapping his face, he ran away, and sure enough, 666.

At this time, the curly-haired queen finally came to her senses, and seeing that the cooked duck was about to fly, how could she give up.

"Stop!"

With this scolding, Leng Buding threw out something and exploded directly in front of Tang San's eyes.

Thankfully, he was quick to react and dodged with a single shot.

But I saw that the curly-haired queen had a fierce look in her eyes, and she grabbed this leather whip six or seven meters long in her hand, and the explosion just now was a leather whip.

Judging by this kind of power, if it is pumped on people, I am afraid that it will not be flesh and skin.

"Okay, you're a shrew, and you're angry when you're slapped in the face? Think a small leather whip can keep the heart of a poor monk? Delusion! ”

Tang San is leaving, who can stop him?

"Hmph, who said I want your heart?" The queen held a huge leather whip in her hand, and stepped down from the couch, her curly hair hung down to her waist, her skin was white and beautiful, and she dragged the hem of her long pajamas behind her, full of fairy spirit.

If it weren't for Tang San's ruthlessness, he would really have to be planted in the hands of this woman today, tsk.

"Do you really think you can be my colt? I don't want to see if your bean sprouts are enough. Hmph, I'll take a look. It's not enough to even stuff my teeth, you little thing. ”

Dot?

Are you talking about him?

Tang San was furious at that time!