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"Comfortable ......"

In a room with soft light and the smell of fat powder in the air. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Xiao Shiqing lay on the big tiger skin sofa and often breathed a sigh of relief.

Next to him, there is Mo Nian, who is as disheveled as him, with lip prints on his face, the difference is that Xiao Shiqing is comfortable, and Mo Nian is sluggish.

She ...... They...... You touched me just now...... The crotch ......" Mo Nian had tears in his eyes, and his lips trembled. "No one has ever ...... So...... Touched me ......"

is like a yellow flower girl who has lost her innocence.

Xiao Shiqing saw that Mo Nian was stimulated, and got up and hugged him: "Haha, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay, man, it's always going to be **." Besides, they just touched you, and they didn't drop you, what are you afraid of?"

Mo Nian listened and felt that what Xiao Shiqing said was right, he really didn't lose anything, and he didn't lose a piece of meat or money.

But he always felt that something was not right, that he had lost something precious in this mess.

What is lost?

Mo Nian thought stupidly.

"Don't think about it, brother, do you know what a man is?! Man! is to spend all day drinking, to hug left and right, to hug forward and back, to sing every night, to be a groom every night, to play with the bride every day!" Xiao Shiqing danced excitedly as he spoke, just like a speech, spitting stars flying wildly. "Life in the world, think about it, how short is it? Even if you cultivate to the sky, at most more than 300 years old, let's talk about the ancestral god Tang, such a powerful person, is only 600 years old, right. ”

This is true, even if you cultivate to the top of the sky, you can't escape the slaughter of the years, and two or three hundred years old is already the limit. Unless you become a legendary immortal and live for tens of thousands of years, but such a person is a person who lives in myths and legends and has never been seen in history books.

The longest-lived person in the history books is Tang - 600 years old.

"Life is too short, if you don't enjoy it, what are you doing with it?" I was locked up in the dungeon of Wei Chi's house for more than a week, do you know what I was thinking?" Xiao Shiqing grabbed a bowl of wine and drank it all. "I want to be free one day, and I must be a bridegroom every day, and I want to ......play with the bride every night!

Mo Nian looked at him like a madman, even if he drank a bar, he couldn't talk like this.

"In short, brother, you remember! In this world, the biggest is brother! You are my good brother! Secondly, it is money and status cultivation, and finally it is women, you must not take women seriously, just like brother, play with this woman and play with that woman, who the hell still remembers Xiaofang back then? Alas...... Speaking of Xiaofang, she has already been buried in the ground...... Now they're all a handful of bones......"

Mo Nian was a little sentimental when he heard Xiao Shiqing's words, and when he looked at it, he found that Xiao Shiqing's eyes were a little red.

Mo Nian was surprised, this is simply a miracle in the world!

Xiao Shiqing was actually emotional?

Is this still the professional flower thief?

"Alas, back then, when I was a monk in the mountains, and Xiaofang was herding sheep at the bottom of the mountain, I made up a song for her - there was a girl named Xiaofang in the mountains. Come on, I'll sing it to you~ Do you listen to me make it up......" Xiao Shiqing took a deep breath, drank a bowl of wine again, moistened his throat, and then howled: "There is a girl named Xiaofang in the mountains...... Her eyes are charming and beautiful...... Her little hands herding sheep make my heart flutter...... Ah, Xiaofang...... The softest place in my heart...... There is a girl named Xiaofang in the mountains...... You are the favorite girl of the poor monk, I am willing to return the vulgar for you...... Xiaofang, follow me to that distant place, I am willing to go with you to herd sheep......"

Listening to the somewhat sad song, Mo Nian suddenly found that Xiao Shiqing's experience as a flower thief was quite legendary, and there were many stories in it.

"Isn't it good?!" Xiao Shiqing shouted: "Where is the applause?!"

Mo Nian looked at him blankly, not wanting to applaud.

Unexpectedly, there was a burst of applause outside the door.

Mo Nian turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in her forties walking in, with three or five girls dressed in bewitching clothes.

"I said, Xiao thief, you haven't forgotten that Xiaofang in your heart? I've sung this song many times. "The woman was richly dressed, with round cheeks, and beautiful eyebrows, and she could see that she was a beautiful woman in her youth.

"Brother Xiao, every time I come, I sing his Xiaofang, and I have to sing it when I mention it, I have learned it. A long-haired waist-length girl followed suit, and when she said so, she caused a silvery bell-like laugh around her.

Xiao Shiqing sat on the sofa and laughed: "That's, Xiaofang is fake, Mrs. Shen, you are my Xiaofang......"

The corners of Mrs. Shen's mouth hooked, and there was some charm between her eyebrows, "I'm an old pearl yellow, even if it is, it's still an old fang, and I can't get into your eyes." ”

"Haha, where is it......" Xiao Shiqing laughed, and was about to hug Mrs. Shen.

saw that Mrs. Shen's figure shook slightly, bringing out an afterimage, and then avoided Xiao Shiqing.

This move surprised Mo Nian, this Mrs. Shen's strength is probably no worse than Xiao Shiqing.

Unexpectedly, this small Spring Festival Workshop still hides the dragon and the crouching tiger.

After Mrs. Shen avoided Xiao Shiqing, she calmly sat opposite Xiao Shiqing and Mo Nian, with elegant manners and a very beautiful temperament.

Xiao Shiqing said to Mo Nian: "This Mrs. Shen Chun Shen is a powerful figure in our Linhai Country, black and white are all-encompassing, monopolizing the high-end **** business of Linhai Country, and in the later stage of Jindan, in the Linhai King Capital of millions of people, she is a character who stomps her feet and is earthquaked." ”

Mo Nian listened to this, the truth was mixed with the false, the fake was true, and he didn't know which sentence was true, but at least he understood that this Mrs. Shen was not simple.

Mrs. Shen glanced at Xiao Shiqing with Danfeng's eyes, "What you say is to kill the slave family." Your Xiao Er's name as a flower thief is louder than mine, stomp your feet, the eldest daughter and little daughter-in-law of this big family have to wet the bed in the middle of the night. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Xiao Shiqing laughed, obviously quite happy.

"Who is this little brother?" Mrs. Shen looked at Mo Nian with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Xiao Shiqing smiled and hugged Mo Nian, but was slapped away by Mo Nian, and slowly said to Mrs. Shen: "The little monk is called Mo Nian, a monk of Baoxiang National Temple." ”

"Hehe, he is the chief disciple of the Great Treasure Xiangguo Temple. Xiao Shiqing didn't know where to inquire, and added.

"Oh?"

Mrs. Shen was shocked by Mo Nian's name, and raised her eyebrows, but she was extremely self-contained, even if she was so surprised, it was just a raised eyebrow.

"Interesting, you Xiao Er is a monk who picks flowers, and this time you brought in a monk, and you are also a senior monk of the Dabao Xiangguo Temple in the East Domain Temple, which is really amazing. My Spring Festival Fang is full of brilliance, so popular with Buddhism, it must be excellent to open a Buddhist branch. Mrs. Shen spoke in a soothing but humorous manner.

Mo Nian thought that he was in the company of a scum like Xiao Shiqing and ruined the reputation of Buddhism, he was really sorry for the Buddha, and he was suddenly embarrassed.

Xiao Shiqing laughed again, and when he drove Mrs. Shen in, he didn't stop laughing.

"Mrs. Shen is worthy of being a strong woman in the business world, and her keen insight makes me admire such a rough person. Selling **** to Buddhist disciples, this business, as long as it is said, will definitely be admired!"

After finishing speaking, she laughed again, and Mrs. Shen also pursed her lips and chuckled, elegant and calm, which made Mo Nian admire more and more, which was really charming.

"We, this time, just want to find the refining god Qingyuan bead. Mo Nian said.

He didn't want to be caught in these topics all the time, which made him very embarrassed, so it was better to change the topic early and get out.

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