The wind blows the flowers and aromatherapy cave room, and the light shines on the beam in the mirror during the day. The grass in the back garden is warm and the butterflies are dry, and the dust in front of the hall falls on Yanxiang.

The first to wake up,

It's Siniang;

Siniang turned sideways and looked at the lord lying beside her.

There is no loss, no hesitation, and no sweet honey sweet nine-turn corridor.

Only the gaze is like water, and what is transparent is a pure one.

Intercession and love and the like,

For the Demon King, it's just hypocrisy in hypocrisy.

Plainly

It supports people's ethics and morality and is the universal thickness of people's lives.

Ordinary people, when they are old enough to study, when they are old enough to go on a blind date, when they are old enough to give birth to a baby, when they are old enough to send away the elderly, and then to the old age, they are sent away as an old man.

Every stage of life is arranged clearly.

This law does not apply to everyone in the world, but it is definitely a microcosm of most people;

Most people do this, it is the conventional rule, and taking a step back is morality.

But the thickness of the demon king's life really surpasses this common sense.

Siniang once said that in this world, there is no man who can make her tempted.

She's seen too much, she's seen too much,

It is often the hustle and bustle below, the voices of the people are boiling, the warblers and the swallows, and then below, it is dirty and filthy, how many tears are flying;

And she,

is sitting on the roof,

Or leaning against the railing,

Either

a cigarette in his hand, or, a jug of wine;

Like a person in a painting,

But it was as if I was admiring the painting.

Just like now,

She looked at Marquis Zheng.

This man,

It is undeniable that

In terms of temperament, it is becoming more and more flavorful, and, in this life, he is practicing martial arts and fighting, and his figure, I don't have to say, and then I have just the right scars;

It's like the best condiment, bringing out the most just right masculinity.

But you have to say that you like him, that you want to be close to him, that you desperately want something to happen to him.

Not really.

So

He said he wanted it,

She didn't come back until she was done.

Tell the truth,

When a woman is self-reliant and strong to a certain extent, a man, for her, is really just a dispensable pendant.

But

If you really want to talk about it,

In this world,

If there is another man who can touch his body without disgusting and disgusting himself, it is him.

Not love,

Not intimacy,

It's just that

Not exclusive.

Then

Zheng Fan woke up, he opened his eyes, saw Siniang's gaze, and said:

"Why did you wake up before I did?"

"The Lord is disappointed?"

"I thought I'd wake up first, and then lie down like this to see you who are too tired and still sleeping, so that the painting style is right."

"It's the slave's negligence." Siniang lay back and said, "The slave family is too tired, and the body seems to be paralyzed, please forgive the slave family for not being able to serve the master to wash this morning." ”

"Huh."

Zheng Fan smiled and asked:

"How does it feel?"

Siniang shook her head and said, "I can't say it." ”

"Isn't it bad?" Zheng Fan pursed his lips, slightly nervous.

"If there is no object to compare, how can you compare?"

"Yes."

"But it's also comfortable."

"That'll do."

Zheng Fan got up,

Siniang also got up.

Zheng Fan's legs trembled a little, and when he went down the steps, his body shook, and Siniang stretched out his hand and vigorously supported his man.

"It's a little soft."

Marquis Zheng was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, this kind of embarrassment, in front of Siniang, did not feel ashamed.

They can't talk about each other's affection, but they are very pure, and they don't need any disguise and cover-up at all;

maybe

This is the highest level of raising eyebrows in the legend?

"Three times is still too much."

Siniang said strangely.

"Aren't you afraid you won't have enough to eat?"

Marquis Zheng sat down,

Siniang put on her clothes and brought water.

When Zheng Fan was washing, Siniang stood in front of the mirror, combed her hair, and said:

"They all said that after that, there will be obvious peach halos on the face, why didn't you see it?"

"It should be, yes?" Marquis Zheng is not very sure.

"Perhaps, this is like the Lord you often ridicule those civil officials who write military letters, love soldiers like sons at every turn, and suck abscesses at every turn, perhaps, these are also fake?

For example, the Lord said, I want to wake up and see the slave family tired and lying there.

Since ancient times, how can an ox that ploughs the land really go to the ground? ”

Marquis Zheng nodded and said; "So, generally I can't do it myself, and I regret it, so I use words in the book to describe it all?"

"Stories, just like in reality, what do you do when you look at the story, look at yourself, and look in the mirror?"

"Incisive."

"However, it may be that the slave family has a different physique, such as Sister Qing is from the past, don't talk about it, when the master comes to Xing Liqing, the slave family wants to observe and observe on the side."

"Next to ......... Observe? ”

"The Lord doesn't like it?"

"Jumping and jumping, it's a bit powerful."

"It's all up to the Lord to his own liking."

"Hmm........."

Zheng Fan washed up,

Rise.

Siniang also sorted it out here, and didn't ask Zheng Fan, but chose clothes from the cabinet to help Zheng Fan wear them.

Asking a man how to style his clothes is a waste of time;

Most of Zheng Fan's clothes were made by Siniang in her free time before, and with the promotion of official positions, they will be updated.

Siniang is a red long skirt, simple and atmospheric.

In fact, whether the clothes look good or not, the key is still in the people.

"This dress ......... to wear"

"What's the matter, Lord?"

"There is a smell of Lin Qingxia's version of the undefeated Orient."

"I remember that the lord seems to like Wang Zuxian in A Chinese Ghost Story."

"Ming'er, we can change it again."

"That's right."

Get dressed,

Zheng Fan was about to say something more,

Siniang said first:

"Lord, you don't need to be born like this, and it's not that you won't sleep in the same bed in the future, after all, you may not be able to conceive a child once."

"Haha, too."

Marquis Zheng walked out of the bedroom,

Outside

The sunshine is already high.

Back

Look at the bedroom door again,

Marquis Zheng suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he was the bride last night.

Facing the sun,

Take a deep breath,

The legs are not soft now, and the whole person is refreshed.

Wait outside,

In the middle courtyard,

The Sword Master stood there, looking at Zheng Fan who was slowly coming.

"Last night, nothing happened." Juggernaut spoke.

Zheng Fan nodded solemnly,

Road:

"Good work."

"I always feel that things are a little wrong."

"There are some things that are inconvenient to explain right now."

Juggernaut frowned slightly.

Zheng Fan continued:

"I'm also for the most proper, you know, in the land of Jindong, there are so many homeless people, and they are still counting on me to survive."

"You're very wrong today."

Juggernaut's sixth sense is really strong.

Generally speaking, real masters, especially Kai Erpin, are almost masters of "the unity of heaven and man", and already have a certain ability to predict good luck and evil.

"Maybe, after all, after the marquis, I used to make a small fuss and didn't care, but now, the family business is big, and I know that the burden is heavy."

"Who the hell wants to do it to you?"

"Don't say."

Without waiting for the Juggernaut to continue asking,

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand,

Lightly pointed to the West.

A very vague answer, a very illogical answer.

but

But it just happens to unravel the atmosphere at this time.

Juggernaut sighed,

Road;

"I don't ask."

"Okay."

"Because I have a hunch that if I break the casserole and ask to the end, I may not be able to resist a sword and stab you to death."

"Hmm......... It's really hard to imagine, how can you have such a dangerous idea? ”

Juggernaut turned,

Waving hands,

Ready to leave,

Road:

"Remember, the yard has to fix the chicken coop for me and leave a small vegetable patch."

"Would you like a little pond? A few more koi fish are stocked. ”

"You dare!"

………

"So, what about the bottle of wine I treasured?"

In the ice cellar,

Ah Ming frowned.

At this time, Liang Cheng walked in.

"You took it?" Ah Ming asked.

"What?"

"Red wine."

Liang Cheng shook his head and asked, "It's precious?" ”

"The private collection of a nobleman in the Chu State, the kind of private collection brought to the ancestral tomb."

Liang Cheng frowned slightly.

"You hate it?"

Ah Ming seems to have discovered an extremely interesting thing,

Road:

"You're a zombie, you hate what's in the coffin?"

"Can't?"

"I just think it's a little weird." Ah Ming stretched and said, "Aren't you training recruits?" ”

"Come back and transfer the troops, go and pick up the blind men."

"Do you need to go in person? Wouldn't it be nice to let that alchemy go. ”

Obviously, alchemy has become a ......... that even the Demon King recognizes Own.

"Last night, the lord gave an order, and alchemist stayed outside the lord's mansion all night."

"Hmm, what's the situation?"

"I don't know, you don't know?"

"I'm busy with things in the workshop, you don't know how high the backlog of orders to be shipped is, yesterday there was a fire in a perfume workshop, I went to extinguish it, and I came back to find Siniang to help me sew up and treat the wound."

Saying,

Ah Ming pointed to his back.

Ordinary injuries can be dealt with by himself, but when extinguishing the fire, sand is obviously used, so the wound must be cleaned first, otherwise his back will always be potholed and not beautiful after recovery.

Liang Cheng and Ah Ming walked out of the cellar together,

Outside

Xue San and Fan Li stood in the garden,

Xue San sat on the pergola and swung three oars.

Fan Li was holding a piece of baked potato in his hand,

Squatting there, skinning.

"Yo, what a coincidence." Ah Ming said.

It's rare for everyone to get together so busy.

Xue San said; "It was Siniang who sent someone to call us back, saying that the Lord meant, the big guys will have a meal together at noon."

"What's the matter?" Ah Ming asked.

Xue San shook his head, "I don't know, just now Ah Li and I went to see Siniang, Siniang said that we would eat together later, and I didn't say anything."

I think it's okay, the big guy has been busy these days, and he has to take a vacation to catch his breath. ”

Then

Squatting on the ground and biting the fan of the baked potato,

With your eyes closed,

Looking at the sky,

While chewing, I began to feel the preciousness of food,

Road:

"Hoeing Day Afternoon ......"

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Don't wait for the next chapter, it will be a long time, so let's get up tomorrow morning and read it.