An Zheng, who squatted there and ate a bowl of noodles, looked like there was some master's demeanor. In the middle of the night in the bitter cold of winter, when the blood flows out and freezes instantly, there seems to be nothing more satisfying than a bowl of hot noodles.

Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was still an egg.

"Leave it for me, do you know I'm coming?"

"You think too much, I ordered myself just two bowls of noodles and two eggs, and this is just what I gave to you. ”

Nie Qing sighed: "The word alms are used in extreme seconds, do you think that if I say this, I will not eat this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or eat the noodles and leave this egg?"

An Zheng: "If you can say this, it means that your self-esteem is not very strong......."

Nie Qing used chopsticks to sandwich the egg in half, and put the smaller half in the bowl: "There is still a little." ”

An Zheng: "Do you think that I won't be able to eat half of your egg like this?"

Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks and put the half of the egg back into his mouth, and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance." ”

An Zheng stood up, put the dishes and chopsticks aside, then stretched his body, his eyes swept over the room: "Among the people who used to live in this courtyard, there must be a diligent and respectable hostess, and a male owner who feels sorry for the hostess and does not throw things away and deliberately suppresses his little boy's heart." ”

"You're right, but what do you want to say?"

"Clean up. ”

An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house out of the courtyard, certainly not staining his clean hands. To make the noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes." ”

Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"

An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so I feel sorry for her, her man suppressed the surging heart of his little boy and did not throw things away." However...... When a woman begins to willingly tidy up the house and do housework, what they let go of is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. ”

An Zheng patted Nie Qing on the shoulder: "Why, is it a woman who cleans up the housework? A person who is pampered as a princess at home has to become a servant-like existence after marrying off...... If my daughter lives like this in the future, even if she herself willingly, I will let the man my daughter choose know what a father's wrath is. ”

Nie Qing: "You...... Isn't it a skewer?"

An Zhengleng for a moment, and then smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, it's indeed a bit of a string." ”

He straightened his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes." ”

Nie Qing snorted, although he didn't know why An Zheng came with so much emotion, but he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him be a servant in another stinky man's house. He Nie Qing is a man who stands up to the sky, and his daughter must be proud like a princess, he thought while washing the dishes, every bowl has been washed twice, and so is the pot.

When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, pinching his waist, he suddenly came to his senses, he shook his head and scolded-you-Uncle.

An Zheng sent out that emotion, and let him sigh together, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill people himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to participate in this danger. Just like Nie Qing handed over Fei Qiansong to An Zheng and made the choice when he left Yancheng alone.

An Zheng is a bastard.

Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house, which turned out to be a bit beautiful in ink painting...... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, the one who writes is An Zheng.

I'm so proud.

Nie Qing strode out of the courtyard, plunging headlong into the night in the darkest hours before dawn and chasing after the smell of blood.

The people who had shouted long live were already asleep in their own warmth, and at least tonight was safe for them. The messenger of Buddhism, the princess of the Jinding Kingdom, how many people are thinking of these falling asleep? Maybe there will be a spring-heart-budding little boy dreaming that he has saved the beautiful princess and hugged the beauty. Of course, this kind of budding is not read by young men, and the fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene, and they generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge, and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to give her arms.

In the dark night, there are sweet dreams, and if it is small, it is obscenity, and it is big, and it is the feelings of family and country...... There are also nightmares, and Anzheng is a nightmare.

An Zheng is like a ghost that travels through the darkness of the night, always appearing where his enemies think they should least be. Since obtaining Da Qi's skeleton, An Zheng's physical body has been unbelievably strong. But An Zheng must carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it is not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.

However, some things always come unexpectedly.

Nie Qing sensed the arrival of the warrior, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up the dream of living and amphibious with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the demons had already arrived. The strength of this demon is far more powerful than that of the warrior.

Du Slender bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng, and the hard days for Du Slender are gone. An Zheng said that everyone with good intentions should live a good life, the most tyrant kind. Du Slender is a person with good intentions, kinder than most people's hearts, so his life is very rich, at least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks that it is too expensive but sees others wearing it and feels inferior, let alone because he wants to eat something and scolds this fucking world after thinking about the price.

The world doesn't fuck up, it's just people who scold the world for fucking up but are still idle. I always feel the injustice of heaven, but I forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice, and hard work is the same as slave pronunciation. Some people have turned themselves into lazy nemesis through hard work, and some people have become slaves of human laziness.

There were buildings in this large area, which once belonged to a very famous wealthy merchant in Yancheng, who spent decades accumulating huge wealth and created a fairytale manor in Yancheng. He thought that he could live here for a long time and live a life that everyone envied. However, when that night, the violent and suffocating cyclone appeared over Yancheng, and Ning Xiaolou, who was like a giant, held the cyclone but his arms trembled, his only choice was to escape from Yancheng as soon as possible.

So when Du bought the land, the cost was even less than expected. Du Slender is a fair person, in order to make the other party's well-built manor not so cheap, he generously bargained for another 20%, and finally bought it much lower than the rich man's expected price.

Such a rich Du is still bargaining, why don't we even ask the price when we buy vegetables?

Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor, she was lying on a very comfortable bed, and when she woke up, it was dark night. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to pass by, and Starlight took the opportunity to get on the loose.

Fei Qiansong, who woke up, sat up violently, because he got up too violently or because Nie Qing was a little heavier when he started just now, there was a buzz in his head, and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, only to find that there was a person sitting in a chair by the window under the triumphant but powerless starlight.

The man was reading in such light, and the book seemed to be almost finished. What she didn't know was that there were a total of thirty-seven books in this row on the shelf, and this person even carefully chose one to read.

Although the light was dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized the face. When she saw clearly, she felt that she had fallen into an ice cave that would not melt for thousands of years, and her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.

"You...... to do something. ”

She asked with a trembling voice.

Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it, without looking up, without even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of the chapter, he closed the book contentedly, stood up and walked back to the shelf, and put the book back in its original place.

The Lord said that he was disappointed. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu sat down, sitting very upright, it seems that he has always been a very upright person, whether it is his actions or attitude. He carefully glanced at Fei Qiansong a few times, and then nodded: "It seems to be more beautiful than before, maybe this confirms the Lord's guess even more." You know, when the Lord says that some disappointment is not some, it's very. When the Lord is very disappointed, I appear to someone he thinks is disappointed. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu spoke very seriously, and his attitude was indeed upright.

"You yourself should know very well that you are a very special person for the Lord, says the Lord...... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island in the future, and it seems that you have forgotten that the man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you. The Lord feels that he no longer has a shadow in your heart, so he is not only disappointed, but also sad. The Lord's disappointment was already severe, and he was grieved......"

Qiu Xiaoyu glanced at Fei Qiansong: "Do you know what the result is?"

Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely scared. For countless nights, I would tremble with fear every time I thought about it, and it was difficult to find comfort even if Nie Qing slept next to her. She had fantasized more than once that she would die at the hands of the man she once loved the most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly found that she was no longer afraid.

She laughed like a satisfied little woman who had been married to her.

"I'm so cool and beautiful. ”

She said: "It means that you are in a beautiful mood, you ...... I won't understand it. ”

Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed, he lowered his head, and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said...... He doesn't want you to say anything like no regrets, he ...... It seems like I'm afraid of you saying it, but you say it anyway. ”

"Oh......"

Fei Qiansong smiled more satisfied: "It turns out that he will be scared too, it's good." Well, yes, I ...... No regrets. ”