Chapter 250: Dun Lun Li
Chang Qianfo has a large number of Buddhas, not to mention that except for the brothers who played with him, none of the guests in the audience had any intention of getting him drunk, and they toasted in a circle, although they had a drunken face, their eyes were still clear.
The group of people who were determined to make trouble-Li Zhe, Lin Lu, and the disciples who put down their cruel words early and wanted to overthrow him on the happy day of Chang Qianfo, somehow let Mu Ziyan target themβexcluding Li An'an.
Li An'an has always felt that the cow-like way of eating wine is very unelegant.
Mu Sangongzi is notoriously fierce, and if he doesn't drink the wine he toasts, he won't be able to fight.
There are a large number of disciples in the medicine hall, so it is not to be feared.
However, Mu Ziyan's side was full of ruthless people.
The head of the Wen family, looking at the gentle as jade, was heroic when he drank the wine, and his face remained unchanged when he drank bowl after bowl of spirits.
Mu Ergongzi is a master who doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, but his delicate new daughter-in-law is too strong. came up and didn't say a word, he picked up a jar and drank it all over the altar, his eyes were clear and blinking, and he was not drunk at all. Then he licked the corners of his mouth and discussed with his husband, saying that this wine is so sweet and delicious, can you allow her to drink another jar?
- Who are these people!
Without waiting for Chang Qianfo to come back after the toast, he was gearing up for several days, and the children of the medicine hall who were waiting to show their skills were half drunk by the magical combination of this team of uncles and sisters-in-law and aunts.
Chang Qianfo retreated with his whole body.
Although the man is sober, he does drink a lot of wine. He stood in the courtyard and blew the wind for half a moment, dissipating the smell of alcohol, and dissipating a lot of the heat of his body, before quietly returning to his room.
I didn't want Mu Dian to sleep, and waited for him as promised.
The room was burned with a dragon, and the warmth was melting.
She must have washed up, stripped off her heavy and gorgeous wedding dress, and wore only a light red thin silk shirt, and a skirt, and sat cross-legged by the bedside reading a book.
The side face that washes off the lead is delicate and white, like the best mutton fat white jade.
Chang Qianfo's throat rolled, and his restlessness regained - the fabric was too light and soft, outlining his body and graceful, bulging and concave in places, just looking at it, you can smell the faint body fragrance.
Mu Dianke didn't pay attention to reading, but Chang Qianfo's footsteps were too light, she didn't notice it for a while, and it was too late when she caught a glimpse of the figure.
People are a little panicked. "Snapped" the book was closed, and his hands were hidden behind him in discord, his cheeks flushed.
Chang Qianfo had already seen it, smiled and deceived the person to surround him, supported the edge of the bed with both hands, and looked at a peach blossom powder noodle play, seeing that Mu Dian was embarrassed and at a loss, so he went around her with his arm behind her, touched the book, turned around and threw it on the dresser, and said with a smile, "Those paintings are not good." β
Remembering that he had just glanced at it in a hurry, there were still words on the book, so he said, "It's not good to teach." β
Mu Dian was stunned, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, the blood vessels in his body exploded, and his brain exploded, and he inexplicably thought of what Liao Qiqi asked her that day, "Didn't Chang Gongzi teach you?" β
She hurriedly suppressed those thoughts and whispered to herself several times.
- What kind of nonsense are you thinking!
"You... How do you drink, drink so much? Her cheeks flushed, her smoky eyes glanced around, and she stammered to her left and right about it.
Chang Qianfo couldn't help laughing, his short nose sniffed at himself, and he did have some residual wine, so he laughed, "Smoked you?" I'll go wash up first. β
He was far away from the bed, and he was about to walk out of the door, before Mu Dianke reacted, "Have you seen it, have you seen this... Draw? β
I must have seen a lot, otherwise how would I know that people don't paint well?
Her mind was also bright, and she raised her eyebrows and glared at the man at the door, "How do you know... Do you know what you can teach and what you don't teach well? β
Clearly nervous, his neck was red.
Shameful, fierce, and so cute.
Chang Qianfo laughed, "I can't tell you this-"
That's pretty much it.
Seeing that the bridge of Mu Dianke's nose was wrinkled and he was about to show his fierce appearance, he hurriedly took the next sentence, "The art of yin and yang harmony is also a kind of medical skill, young lady, you should understand, and my husband will slowly teach you in the future." β
Who wants him to teach!
Mu Dian was so ashamed that he turned around and threw himself into the big red pillow of Shuangyan Xiangyun, burying his face in.
Hearing the louder laughter at the door, she was so annoyed that she grabbed the pillow and threw it over.
Smash it into the air.
Chang Qianfo laughed and walked away.
He dared to hide! Mu Dian was even more angry, grabbed the pillow and knocked on the futon again, and kicked it with his foot, "Bad guy!" Frivolous! Lecher! β
What kind of medical skills, who knows if he sees a doctor or silver!
And laugh at her!
Thinking of this, she became annoyed - she had always been sharp, why didn't she hear footsteps?
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After this embarrassment, Mu Dianke remembered that the fire avoidance map thrown out by Chang Qianfo was still spread out on the dresser, and hurriedly got up and put his shoes away.
If this is seen by the maids of Wuyuan, how can she still have a face.
In the past, Wuyuan only lived in Chang Qianfo, a master, and the house was spacious, and the bedrooms were connected to the five major rooms.
The new room is particularly spacious facing north and south, with a clean room and a tea room on the left and right, and a door that connects to an enclosed corridor leading to the hot spring pool.
For more than an hour, Mu Dian didn't have much to do, and he walked around inside and out, and he had already figured out the layout inside and outside the room.
At this end of the corridor, near the end of the room, there is a small room separated by iron pear wood, and there are rows of cabinets for changing clothes and storage.
She picked an inconspicuous corner in the compartment, stuffed the embroidered shoes, pillows, porcelain doll ornaments and other things that Yu Yi gave her, and kept the keys herself.
The fire-avoiding diagram was also locked in - what a misstep into a thousand hatreds!
Thinking of the joyful appearance of Chang Qianfo when he went, she was annoyed.
No one saw it, and she was like a thief, she turned the lock hole lightly, and just opened the cabinet when a gust of wind came from the corridor.
When I turned around, I saw Chang Qianfo stopping, his body still leaning back, holding a big cotton towel in his hand, and kneading his wet hair.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, burning in his eyes more than surprised.
Mu Dianke's hand shook, "Bang-", and the book fell to the ground.
There will be no more chance to pick it up.
The wedding dresses of the two, the clothes of the four seasons, including the change of clothes on the wedding night, were all arranged by Chang Huaibi. The soft shirt and soft skirt are good on the good fabric, and the pity is cracked under the hands of Chang Qianfo.
From the cubicle to the pulling of the bed, it dragged on the floor.
Mu Dianke's breath was hot, and he was still wondering when he fell into the thick and soft mattress in a daze, "How... So fast? β
Obviously, she had only been there for a short time, and she had just finished dropping two pillows......
Chang Qianfo bit her neck dissatisfiedly, leaving a row of shallow tooth marks, "You'd better remember what you said - don't change your words!" β
What are you angry about......
Mu Dianke felt that this man tonight was really incomprehensible, but he didn't bother to think about it, and he didn't have time to think about it.
The heavy bed curtain cut off the lights outside the tent, but she couldn't die, she threw the bead that Chang Jihai gave her as a gift on the bed.
The quilt and mattress were all messed up, the pillow was of course not in its original place, and a bead the size of a goose egg rolled out, and the light shone out, illuminating the space in the tent ten feet long and ten feet wide as day.
Chang Qianfo was also really stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "It's still Mrs. considerate." β
Thoughtful about what?
Mu Dianke looked at the entangled figures reflected in the brocade tent of the hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren, and was so ashamed that he wanted to hit his head against the wall. Reached out to grab the beads that rolled to his waist, but Chang Qianfo preemptively held down his hand. Lifting her foot to reach it, it was just what he wanted, leaning over, hooking the knee socket, and she was forced to wrap her feet around his waist "passionately".
Mu Dianke was about to cry, watching the shiny and round bead roll around on the bumpy big bed, and finally rolled to the feet of Chang Qianfo, she couldn't reach it anymore.
- This man of bad taste!
But he gradually softened his body, and he no longer had the strength to care whether it was bright or not.
Spread out a pillow, she was as soft as a beach of water, her eyes were like water, and she unconsciously raised her arms to hug the sucking head that was buried in front of her moon.
On the other side, the snow is piled up, and the peaks and mountains are fused under the palm of a rough hand, and there are ridges between the five fingers.
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Cross-necked jaws, cross-necked jaws, overnight was turned red waves.