Lu He's breathless panting.

"If I were ......"

"When"

"Do you think that this girl is a fool, I don't know anything about what you are going to do today!"

Lu He'an was still not convinced, but Song Shuyun knocked him on the head again!

"You want to pour dirty water on me, do you think I don't know! Do you think that at this time, in addition to beating you, I shouldn't be letting you bleed!"

Lu He'an was much more honest this time, but Song Shuyun did not relax her vigilance at all, and knocked it over again.

"Money is something outside the body, this girl is not lacking, and things will not be asked for you, and if it has anything to do with you, it will not become a private gift! Do you think I'm going to do such a down-to-earth thing!"

Lu He'an slowly stopped struggling, the doubt in his heart was still there, but he also understood at this time that Song Shuyun's so-called talk was simply to use force to directly make him succumb, where is it really to talk!

"But you man! I don't want money or things, there are really not many places that can be used, I pondered all morning before I figured out such a solution! Isn't it wise!"

Lu He'an: What do you mean, it's useless to say I'm useless?

Song Shuyun continued.

"You see, we didn't give each other privately, and we didn't lose your face in public, and I can beat you up while letting you quietly shed some blood! How nice it is!"

Lu Hean: ......

"Your father's term is only three places, I don't want much, these three places are given to Yuling's candidates!"

As soon as Lu He'an heard this, he came to the spirit again!

"That can't be! My dad has already written two letters of recommendation......"

Song Shuyun's big enamel basin knocked on it again.

"I'll give you that! Let your daddy trust the relationship go!"

"Autumn is still a few months away, my dad ......"

"When"

"Am I bargaining with you? I'm informing you!"

Lu He'an sneered.

"It's useless for you to inform me......"

"When"

"I don't have a place for you to hit me!"

"When"

"Huh! If you have the ability, you will beat me to death!"

"When"

"Come on! If you kill me, you are plotting to kill the relatives of the imperial court......"

"When"

Lu He'an was also angry, and resisted while arguing, but unfortunately all he got in exchange was "Dangdangdang......

"When"

"When"

"When"

……

Lu Hean thought that he would never be able to carry an enamel basin in his life!

Song Shuyun didn't say a word, waving the enamel basin and finally knocking him honest again!

"Hehe, boy, beat you to death? Didn't you say it, we had no grudges in the past and no hatred in the near future, what are you going to do! Quotas! You can talk!"

When Lu He'an heard this, not only couldn't let go, but became even more afraid.

"Really, Grandma, you are my own aunt! My dad won't give me three places! Really!"

Song Shuyun was noncommittal about this, but shouted at the door.

"Little tea comes in!"

Xiao Cha in gray looked nervous, still looking out of the door, she heard the voice in the house clearly, she knew everything that happened before, and it was because of this that she was afraid that someone would come.

People have already walked in, their heads still looking out the door.

She hurriedly took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from her arms, along with a box of ink.

"Miss, do you need the help of slaves!"

Song Shuyun waved her hand.

"No, you go out and continue to watch the wind!"

When Xiaocha heard this, she quickly ran out again.

Lu Hean felt humiliated at this moment.

No, your own lady stays with a man, and you don't have to worry about letting off the air outside the door......

Hey? Why is this statement as if the two have some ulterior relationship!

Lonely men and widows, in adobe houses, maids guarding the door, why do you think it's so exciting?

It's a pity, I definitely won't marry her, if her family is ruined, it's okay to take a concubine!

No, no, no! It's not okay to take a concubine!

I can't beat her myself!

You can't be beaten every day from now on!

But she's so pretty......

If you follow someone else......

What can be done to make her willingly commit to herself?

Lu Hean was probably stunned by Song Shuyun, and at this time he was stunned.

Song Shuyun pressed the paper on his back, and the brush occupied the ink to "brush and brush" and wrote the poem.

She can't write well, but this kind of poem doesn't need writing, the vernacular is the best, everyone can read it, and it will circulate faster.

Song Shuyun shook her head and sighed while writing, it is really not good to write with her left hand, what kind of thing is this painting!

After writing, she blew it again, looked down at Lu He'an, who had not spoken or resisted for a long time, and was amazed in her heart, and picked up the enamel basin and looked at the back of his head.

Lu Hean: ......

Song Shuyun didn't ask him what he thought, put the ink box on the ground, grabbed one of his hands, and in a blink of an eye, it was covered with ink.

Seeing this, Lu He'an hurriedly retracted his hand, this is to draw a charge!

This woman is perverted, she can do anything! Then how can you draw a charge!

But when Song Shuyun pointed at the numb tendons, he couldn't exert his strength in an instant.

Song Shuyun didn't care whether Lu He'an was comfortable or not, picked up the paper whose ink had not yet dried, and pressed it directly on his hand, the two of them were like high-fives, and Lu He'an was about to cry when he saw this.

Song Shuyun was in a very good mood, and patted it carefully to make his palm prints clearer.

Lu He'an struggled and half-turned his body and shouted excitedly.

"What are you writing about? What did you make me press!"

Song Shuyun had already taken the paper away from his hand, not caring about his emotions at all, and hit Lu He'an, who was about to turn his head, back.

This time the blow was heavier, Lu He'an only felt that his face was numb, his mouth was bitter, and his ears were buzzing.

Song Shuyun folded the paper well, and put it into the space with the action of putting it in her arms.

It took Lu He'an a few breaths to regain his breath, and all the thoughts in his heart disappeared, leaving only fear.

Only then did he realize that this Zhou Jiu girl was only afraid that she really had the ability to kill him.

Song Shuyun saw that he had eased up, sat on his back, and read him a poem, which was a limerick poem, to the effect that he was a short-sleeved man and wanted to be the emperor today......

Lu Hean: ......

He really cried this time, the corners of his eyes were cracked by Song Shuyun, and the tears flowed out and mixed with the ashes to stimulate his wounds.

"Miss Zhou, I really know it's wrong, this kind of thing ......"

Song Shuyun saw him like this, and didn't beat him again, if he beat him again, it would be bad if he aroused his ferocity.

She patted him on the head.

"Boy! What are you afraid of! As long as our Zhou family is okay and no one is looking for trouble, no one will find out about this piece of paper!"

Lu He'an touched the itchy part of his face with his hand stained with ink.

"Miss Zhou, this kind of thing is life-threatening! You can't use it if you keep it, I promised you all the conditions you said, and I won't trouble you in the future, really!"

He raised his right hand as he spoke.

"Lu swore to the sky, in the name of several generations of ancestors of the Lu family, he swore that what he promised Miss Zhou Jiu today would definitely be done, and if he violated it, he would let Lu suffer a thousand cuts......"