Chapter 103: How is Xie Ling?
Rong Huan listened to Wu Ya's exaggerated compliment, and she had goosebumps at the slave family in Wu Ya's words, she asked: "Hey, Wu Ya, tell me honestly, how old are you?" ”
Wu Ya was shy, "The slave family is five hundred and forty-one this year, and according to the age of your human beings, she is still a young girl in her prime, my lord." ”
More than five hundred, Rong Huan subconsciously substituted modern ideas, more than five hundred is not an old witch? But she suddenly remembered that this was the world of Xianxia, according to the spirits, more than five hundred, the Tao is not low, in the human world, it is not a little girl, it is a big girl.
She wondered, "Since you're still a girl, why do you look so ...... Vicissitudes? ”
Wu Ya sighed, her voice was even more vicissitudes, and the vicissitudes of life were still aggrieved, "My lord, the slave family is a crow in Lu Li Mountain, and he has worked hard to cultivate into a human form, but he didn't expect that after a few days of happiness, he didn't meet the people in the fairy gate, they recognized the identity of my crow spirit, and without saying a word, they directly seriously injured me without distinguishing between right and wrong, causing my exercises to regress rapidly, weakening my spiritual power, and degrading my appearance, becoming what it is now." ”
Wu Ya said and smacked, "The slave family couldn't accept it for a while, and they were also sick and rushed to the doctor, so they hid in Qiujia Village, and used this method to trick everyone into worshipping and increasing the speed of cultivation, but in fact, the slave family has never harmed the lives of innocent people." ”
Qiu Hao was really the first time she wanted to increase her mana through sacrifice, but she didn't succeed.
"The slave family really hasn't done anything hurtful, it's always been honest, if you don't believe it, the slave family can swear, the slave family is really not a bad person, my lord, please have a lot, give me a chance to change, okay?"
Wu Ya said something sincere, her words were affirmative, and coupled with her miserable voice, it made people feel a little moved when she heard it.
Rong Huan frowned, boredly pulling the petals on the water, as if thinking about the truth and falsehood of her words, she said: "It's better to observe for a while before you talk, if you find that you really have no bad intentions, Lord Ben is letting you out." ”
Wu Ya is not in the original plot, and she really doesn't know how much of this is true or false, so let's go back and let Xie Ling identify it.
Wu Ya pouted in the gourd, her little hands tugging at the placket of her clothes, but she didn't dare to say anything, this adult was already much more benevolent and righteous than she imagined.
Rong Huan was bored, so let her tell some folk interesting stories to listen to.
Wu Ya suddenly became interested, when she traveled among the people, she often went to the teahouse to tell stories, and when she talked about interesting things, it was called a relish and spittle.
is not only folk gossip, but also interesting stories about talented and beautiful people, and more things to see and hear about Fengyue places.
Uya, she ...... More eclectic, greedy for pleasure, like to experiment with different styles.
So this topic started from the scholar and beautiful woman at the beginning, talking and talking, and gradually ran to her romantic affairs, and the more she talked about it, the more fragrant it became......
What is Lu Xiucai of Tongpalm Town, Xicheng, don't look handsome, but the little enoki mushroom, no, no.
Rong Huan: "......"
There is also a martial artist at the end of Hanzhen Street in Dongcheng, who is burly and handsome, with a strong physique, but no, it's not a enoki mushroom, or it doesn't hold it. Long......
Rong Huan: "......"
Oh, Wang Juren of Xifeng Street, it's okay, the instrument of life is lofty, slender, not enoki mushroom, and the work is good and good at taking care of people's emotions, not rude at all, she likes it......
And the ...... of the northern city.
Rong Huan held his forehead and confirmed, this Wuya is a real old man.
Wu Ya said vigorously, ah, I really haven't seen her little lover for a long time, she misses them all.
She said endlessly, but the adult didn't react for a while, Wu Ya suddenly stopped and hesitated: "My lord? Are you listening? ”
Rong Huan had already washed and was getting dressed, and she said lightly: "Yes." ”
Wu Ya sighed, thinking that the adult's voice was so light, didn't she like to listen to it? That's bad, she thinks a few male waiters in the backyard of adults shouldn't care about this kind of thing? If you say something wrong, what can you do if you make adults unhappy?
She said tentatively, "That...... I continued? ”
Rong Huan straightened his clothes and hummed very calmly, "Go on." ”
It's all adults, what's wrong with listening to a joke, and what Wu Ya said is more subtle than in the book, why don't she dare to listen to it, it's boring anyway, it's just boring, she listened.
Rong Huan thought so, and was much more confident, and said, and then told Lao Tzu.
When Wu Ya heard the continuation, she felt that she had just thought too much, too, my lord has seen people with strong winds and waves, and there are several lovely male attendants in the courtyard, and there is one by his side, and if he is interested, he can spread three in one night.
Xu Yes, the experience of adults is richer than that of himself, and what he said may be pediatric for adults.
Thinking of this, Wu Ya "slightly" let go of her courage and said, what is the festival, can you eat that thing, anyway, Wu Ya never needed this thing.
Wu Ya said that Xing, mentioned a lovely son in a certain green building, not only the appearance and figure are excellent, I heard that she is especially good at serving people, she coveted it for a long time, but unfortunately, before she could eat it, she was seriously injured and fled to Qiujia Village to recuperate, hey, it's a pity to say......
Wu Ya regretted it for a while, and then warmly recommended that if you have time to play, you must visit the best son.
Maybe it's the psychology that I can't eat grapes, I don't know the sweetness and sourness, and I want others to taste them?
Rong Huan Khan.
She held the tea, crossed her legs, and sat like an uncle, but she was curious about the Qinglou mentioned by Wu Ya for a moment. This is a waiting chapter
I don't know what the ancient Qinglou was like, whether it was just like the warbler Yanyan filmed on TV, the girls and boys stood upstairs and threw handkerchiefs at pedestrians on the street to solicit customers.
Tsk, inexplicably she wants to take a look.
As she spoke, Wu Ya suddenly asked ambiguously, "Hey, my lord, how is the one next to you?" ”
Rong Huan had just left his mind, and when he heard Wu Ya ask, he wondered, "Which one is how?" ”
Wu Ya snickered, "Just thank Gongzi." ”
Xie Ling?
Rong Huan took a sip of tea, didn't react to Wu Ya's meaning for a while, and said casually: "Xie Ling, it's good." ”
Almighty little helper.
Wu Ya's smile became more ambiguous, and her rough voice sounded a little obscene, "Then how many times can he be a night, how is his work?" Will you serve people? Are the adults satisfied? "Dominate the big and make the big ones
Burst......
Rong Huan just drank a sip of tea poured out, plus he was choked and coughed a few times.
Wu Ya heard that the Lord outside the gourd suddenly made such a big move, and subconsciously said, "Huh? Isn't it possible? ”
Without waiting for Rong Huan to reply, Wu Ya said to herself: "But also, the general appearance is handsome and elegant, and the body is thin, not very good, both times are the limit, hey, my lord, this male waiter can't just look at his appearance, he still has to be burly, really, the slave family doesn't lie to you." ”
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