Chapter Ninety-Two: The Old Lady Is Not a Disciple
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Have you ever heard the Buddha say some love words? Have you ever seen Guanyin's heart sprout?
Ning Miaoxuan's surprise now is no less than these.
This good Rui Shizi, when he talks about meat, it is really unbearable.
No matter how deep your Sanskrit cultivation is, you can't bear to pray for Yurui's peerless posture, and say these words to you with tenderness.
Ning Miaoxuan felt that she seemed to have been teased again for no reason.
But helplessly, eating other people's soft hands and taking other people's hands short, Ning Miaoxuan thought that she still had some need to let Qi Yurui go.
After eating a meal, Ning Miaoxuan was blushing and heartbeat, but Qi Yurui was calm, only cooking with Ning Miaoxuan from time to time, and then watching Ning Miaoxuan's face become redder and redder, there is a tendency to be even more red than this year's rich peony.
Qi Yurui said leisurely: "Miss Ning, is this hot?"
Ning Miaoxuan wanted to nod, but suddenly felt that such a cold night was actually a little cold, so she shook her head.
Qi Yurui asked again, "Why is that so blushing?"
Blush?
it!!
Are you kidding!!
When I was pulled by more than a dozen rough men to play with handsome guys, I didn't change color in the face of a row of handsome guys, but today, Qi Yurui just said ha, which made her blush.
Miss Ning suddenly had a feeling that she was going back more and more, looking at Qi Yurui, she couldn't wait to beat up his scourge face to relieve her anger.
But when I came, I noticed Qi Yurui's room, I don't know how many secret guards are guarding in the shadows outside, if I can really give Qi Yurui something, it seems that I have to go out of this princess's mansion horizontally.
There was a sudden sound of porcelain resting on the rosewood table next to her ears, Ning Miaoxuan raised her head and looked at Qi Yurui in a daze.
"Why don't you ask someone to fetch a cooler?"
Ning Miaoxuan's face turned a little redder, and a burst of blood rushed to her head, "Qi Yurui, why do you always think about these dirty things in your mind?"
Take people to his room at every turn, and if you can't move at every turn, you have to let the girl change her clothes?
Although she is the legendary girl, Miss Ning said that Rui Shizi's behavior is really a bit of a disgrace to the virtues of a sage and saint of a famous family.
Tell me, throughout the ages, there has not been a saint who has asked a girl to enter the wing room with him at every turn and change his clothes, this, isn't this a clear bully?
Although Ning Miaoxuan is dull, she is not stupid, and her mind is very clear at this time.
However, Qi Yurui smiled helplessly, shook his head and sighed, and said with emotion: "Rui didn't know that Miss Ning was thinking about it in the long run. It's just a change of thin clothes, Miss Ning, where do you want to go?"
This Miss Ning pulled Ning Miaoxuan back from all kinds of thoughts.
Thinking of the affairs in Fang Cai's mind, Ning Miaoxuan suddenly blushed and had a thick neck, and glared at Qi Yurui through gritted teeth, but she couldn't explain it too much, she could only say, one thing descends one thing, isn't she planting a heel in Qi Yurui?
Then in Qi Yurui's smiling gaze, Ning Miaoxuan finished the meal without knowing anything, touched her bulging belly, stood up, and lay down on Qi Yurui's soft couch, and was suddenly speechless.
"Qi Yurui, you really enjoy it. ”
Qi Yurui smiled silently, and only asked Zhanli to make Ning Miaoxuan a diet tea, then held a fan and sat next to Ning Miaoxuan.
This night, although it was cold and thin, it was still a hot summer after all, and it was still a little stuffy.
Qi Yurui's fan was fanned behind Ning Miaoxuan like this, and he sat on the side, his eyes were warm.
When Zhanli came in with the consumption tea, Ning Miaoxuan was already asleep, and Qi Yurui was still on the side, gently fanning the wind, this face was like a thunderbolt that cut straight away from the heavenly spirit cover.
I have been serving for so many years, and I don't use my hands to block the sun.
I have been serving seriously for so many years, and my ten fingers do not touch the spring water!!
The son, who has never been close to a woman who has never been seen in so many years, actually lies next to Miss Ning and her clothes, and still fans the wind and cools?
I must have seen it wrong, I was dazzled, no, I was blind!!
Ning Miaoxuan was full, and the soft couch was really comfortable, so she slept peacefully.
Qi Yurui didn't make the slightest sound, and at this time, Zhanli was shocked, and the tea cup in his hand slid down his hand.
Without waiting for Zhan to come back to his senses, Qi Yurui had already reached out with the folding fan in his hand and steadily caught the tea cup that almost fell to the ground.
Zhan Li hurriedly caught the fan, nodded gratefully to his son-in-law, and knelt down thirty-six degrees to thank him.
However, Qi Yurui looked at Zhanli with a disgusted expression, then got up lightly and draped the cloak on Ning Miaoxuan's body.
In the early morning of the next day, Ning Miaoxuan was still dreaming, in the dream, she was still training recruits, and she was tossed half dead by her Miss Ning one by one, at this time, Ning Miaoxuan crossed her hands on her waist and laughed wildly: "Look at my aunt, I can't clean you up!!"
After speaking, with a wave of his hands, he was about to high-five his comrades-in-arms around him, celebrating that he had scared the recruits this time, and then, with a crisp sound, Ning Miaoxuan's palms were numb and painful, and she couldn't help cursing: "What the hell, my mother's dream, why does it still hurt?"
In fact, Miss Ning's slap was on the head of the bed, Rui Shizi naturally avoided it with a black face, glanced at Ning Miaoxuan meaningfully, sighed,
Zhan Li, who was passing by the door, sighed thirteen times this morning, and must be grateful to Miss Ning for not doing anything unpleasant last night.
Xiao San: Rui Shizi sighed thirteenth, he must have laughed at Miss for her ugly sleep!!
In fact, Qi Yurui sighed, purely helpless.
Someone occupied his bed, and in the middle of the night, he dragged him to prevent him from leaving, and Rui Shizi, who was harmed, could only turn sideways by the bed and be wronged for a night, and someone who occupied his bed has not woken up until now.
Ning Miaoxuan seemed to have dreamed something, blinked her eyebrows, opened her eyes, and suddenly saw Qi Yurui's face, and immediately blushed, and the peach blossoms in her eyes, "Early~~"
The voice was soft and glutinous, and people's hearts trembled slightly.
When she sobered up and sat up, Ning Miaoxuan realized that something seemed to be wrong.
Where is this? Not quite like my own room.
Why Mao Da got up early in the morning and saw a beautiful man sitting at the head of his bed?
"Why are you here? Qi Yurui, what are you doing to Miss Ben?"
Qi Yurui glanced at Ning Miaoxuan coldly, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "Miss Ning should ask, what did you do with Rui's clothes last night?"
Drag, pull clothes?
This, this must not be true.
Ahem, Miss Ning just didn't hear it, didn't hear it, looked around, then looked around, and shouted: "San'er, wash your face." ”
After speaking, he climbed out of bed with a familiar way, because Qi Yurui was sitting at the head of the bed at this time, Ning Miaoxuan wanted to climb out of bed, and she must step over Qi Yurui's body.
At this time, Rui Shizi was upright and motionless.
Miss Ning lifted and retreated, but she always felt that something was not suitable, so she secretly put down her legs, arched her body, and was about to climb out.
Coldly, Qi Yurui suddenly grabbed Ning Miaoxuan, and quietly withdrew his hand, stopped Ning Miaoxuan's movements, frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Ning Miaoxuan's eyes flew straight with the knife,, what is the old lady going to do?
Thinking of this, Miss Ning was even more angry, hugged Rui Shizi and rolled again, pressed him under her, and said angrily: "Qi Yurui, Miss Ben told you, even if something really happened last night, what Miss Ben really did to you, Miss Ben will never be responsible for you!!Hmph!!Anyway, Miss Ben doesn't like your weak little white face the most, except for being a vase decoration, there is nothing to do..."
Miss Ning, who was poor in words, frowned for a long time, but she couldn't remember what to say about the word beast.
Then, after Miss Ning was hesitant for a long time, Qi Yurui said leisurely: "This is my bed." ”
In one sentence, Ning Miaoxuan was instantly scorched on the outside and tender on the inside.
the groove···
What's the situation?
Whose bed?
Pray for Yu Rui's?
Just kidding...
This must not be true...
God, can I shut down and restart?
However, God didn't give Ning Miaoxuan this opportunity, only when Ning Miaoxuan was stunned and annoyed, Qi Yurui's murmuring voice flowed out: "Are you planning to live a lifetime on Rui?"
Are you planning to live a lifetime in Rui?
With these words, Miss Ning was split again, and there was no room at all, Ning Miaoxuan almost smoked all over, glared at Qi Yurui angrily, and scolded: "Deng's disciple!!"
That's swearing, isn't it???
Ning Miaoxuan didn't know why she felt elegant even when she scolded in front of Qi Yurui, she was no longer a shameless bastard, but a disciple. It's probably the red one who is close to the Zhu and the black one who is close to the ink.
But at this time, Ning Miaoxuan's sentence of the disciple is obviously not useful to Qi Yurui, because, who is the disciple?
It's Ning Miaoxuan.
Qi Yurui glanced at Ning Miaoxuan lightly, and then said with a smile: "Okay, I should have gotten used to Miss Ning like this a long time ago." ”
Ning Miaoxuan: ······ Why don't you go to heaven if you're so awesome? Polite hypocrite, you still pretend to be garlic, do you know that the old lady is your ancestor garlic?
Ning Miaoxuan was so angry that she wanted to bombard Qi Yurui with a series of cannons in one go, but when the words came to her lips, she turned out to be again: "The old lady is not a disciple." “
You can imagine how pale this explanation is.
Ning Miaoxuan should know that if Rui Shizi is a disciple, how many women's wishes will be fulfilled.
Qi Yurui, who has lived for so many years, is like an elegant and noble snow lotus on the top of the mountain, inviolable, sacred and elegant, which can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.
Miss Ning touched her nose and pushed Qi Yurui, and before she could get up, Zhanli came in with a basin of face wash, her eyes looked at the ground, as if she knew what the battle situation was here, and she didn't take a second look at it at all.