"Xu'er, how can you have such an idea, the people of Qingfeng Village, which one is not Ru Mao drinking blood, you go there as a woman, it is like a sheep entering a tiger's den."

Song Huaichong was distressed, Liu Xu'er used to be everyone's girlfriend, but she fell like this.

"Huai Chong, the slave brother Liu Cheng has no news these days, the slave family wants to inquire, and the Liu family can't just be gone." Liu Wei'er cried softly.

"Su'er, I'll ask someone to help you inquire, you go back quickly, or the prince will suspect it." Song Huaichong met his lover privately, but he didn't dare to delay it for too long.

"I said that I went to my relative's house, Wang Huzhong only has the fifth aunt in his heart now, where would he care about the life and death of the slave family, Huai Chong, the slave family wants to ......"

Liu Yu'er looked up at Song Huaichong, and she was deeply affectionate.

Women are like this, once this man ploughs in her heart, even if she dies for the man, she will be willing.

Song Huaichong picked up Liu Yu'er by the waist and walked to the bed, even if he was sent to hell the next moment, he was willing, at least at this moment, he was in heaven.

"Huai Chong, don't forget to promise the slave family." Liu Wu'er hooked Song Huaichong's neck, and her face turned red.

"I'm going to do my best, but now, I'm going to do it even more." Song Huaichong strode to the side of the bed, refreshed.

"Huaichong, the slave family really wants to be with you forever." The catkins were intoxicated, and her face was crimson.

It's only to blame that in order to curry favor with Wang Huzhong, the Liu family pushed her into the fire pit.

"Su'er, I don't want to, but ......"

Song Huaichong said However, there seems to be no more at this moment, only Liu Xu'er's graceful figure and beautiful smile are in his eyes.

The night went on.

Zheng Guangzong was in the study outside the bedroom, holding a brush in his hand, building a blueprint for the future.

Xiangling studied ink for him while catching a fan for him, occasionally left, poured a cup of tea for him, busy late at night, tea is the best refreshing product.

On the other side, Zheng Wancai got up at night and was surprised to see that the lights were still on Zheng Guangzong's side.

A family member who kept vigil told him that the young master was reading and writing all night.

Zheng Wancai's old face trembled with excitement: "Tell me to go down and make a supper with the young master, the young master is so diligent, he should be supplemented with nutrition." ”

The old man spoke, and his subordinates were busy.

Zheng Guangzong is drawing drawings here, and from time to time he will glance at Xiangling, and Xiao Nizi will often yawn, but it is also a strong spirit: "Xiangling, if you are too sleepy, go and rest." ”

"Young master, you haven't rested, how can the slave and maid rest, and besides, tomorrow you will continue to be busy, but the slave and maid can be lazy." Xiangling returned with a tender face.

"You're weird." Zheng Guangzong laughed.

"Originally, young master, you are doing great things now, and it is also very happy that the slave can stay up late with you for you." Xiangling replied softly.

Although she couldn't understand what the young master wrote and painted, she was still full of heart.

"Is there anything happier to be happier?" Zheng Guangzong turned his face sideways and deliberately teased Xiangling.

Xiangling looked at Zheng Guangzong a little blankly, and really couldn't think of it: "Young master, as long as I am with you, the slave family will be very happy." ”

"Young Master Ben asks you, is there anything happier to do?" Zheng Guangzong was also very strange, and he had to ask a son ugly.

"Young master, you don't even know how to answer you." Xiangling is often teased by the young master, and the young master does not play cards according to the routine, so he doesn't know how to answer.

"Think about it again, when you shake and shake the big bed with Young Master Ben, are you happy?" There are no more hints, Zheng Guangzong has already made it clear.

"Young master, you can't be serious, what are you talking about?" Xiangling's face flushed, it turned out that the young master was referring to this!

"Why, don't you feel happy?" Zheng Guangzong did not smile.

Xiangling nodded again and again: "Well, well, well, but young master, this can't be eaten as a meal?" ”

"Hahaha, interesting, this young master just wants to eat as a meal, or to combine work and rest." Zheng Guangzong laughed and put down the brush in his hand.

After that, he looked at Xiangling with an obscene face: "Xiangling, why don't we go and shake the big bed, and then continue to stay all night." ”

"Young master, you will be very tired in this way, or will you do it again in the future?" Xiangling actually wanted to, but she didn't want the young master to be tired.

"Didn't you just say that you come, just lie down on Young Master Ben?" Zheng Guangzong continued to tease, of course, he also wanted to refresh himself and not let Xiangling doze off.

"Young Master, do you really think so?" Xiangling is extremely shy.

"There's a little bit of excitement, there's a little bit of excitement." Zheng Guangzong sang a song, a modern song.

I have to say that such a melody was not available in ancient times, and it is still very beautiful.

"Young master, the slave still doesn't understand, if there is anything wrong, please forgive the young master." Xiangling was also moved, she actually wanted to try it too.

"It's okay, if you don't do well, Young Master Ben will teach you." As soon as Zheng Guangzong stretched out his hand, he took Xiangling.

Xiangling leaned softly in Zheng Guangzong's arms, and let the young master come: "Young master, you said to let the slave family move, why did you move first." ”

"You don't move, only Young Master Ben has acted, hahaha......"

Zheng Guangzong and Xiangling had such a quarrel, and all the fatigue and sleepiness quietly disappeared.

Xiangling was terrible, and she was on fire: "Young master, what's wrong, the slave is so hot, do you have magic in your hands?" ”

"He, does he have magic?" Zheng Guangzong sang a modern song again.

"Young master, let's go over there!" Xiangling pointed to the big bed, her eyes full of anticipation.

Zheng Guangzong picked up Xiangling and whispered banter: "You little goblin, do you have to squeeze Young Master Ben dry?" ”

"Young master, slave, think, think ......"

Xiangling is incoherent and incoherent.

The knock on the door woke Zheng Guangzong up: "Who, it's a big night." Knock on what door? ”

"Young master, the younger one is Zheng Er, the master said that you worked too hard to study all night, and specially ordered the kitchen to make a supper for you." Outside, it was Zheng Er's voice.

"You take it and eat it, Young Master Ben is not hungry." Zheng Guangzong was preparing for a fierce battle, but he was so troubled by Zheng Er, he was not interested.

"Don't you dare, the old man said, let the little one watch the young master finish eating, otherwise the little one will be punished." Zheng Er didn't know either, he was still chattering outside.

Xiangling pushed away the young master, Nunu's mouth, and her smile was like a flower: "Young master, let's go for supper, that one is more nutritious." ”

"Xiao Nizi, you wait, this young master will settle accounts with you after eating supper." Zheng Guangzong smiled maliciously, with a smug face.