"You're so good-looking!"

Wu Song was a little confused, and took a big step forward, Pan Jinlian's heart was almost raised to her throat, but she was not half shy, and her heart wandered: "If he takes another step forward, he can touch my body, what should I do?"

In an instant, she could already smell Wu Song's strong masculine atmosphere, Wu Song's step came quickly, but Pan Jinlian's heart was firm: "The emperor is above, if he has a heart, I will have love!"

Squeak--hey--clang!

The door was closed, and an ambiguous voice came from outside the door: "This martial artist is also big-hearted, the door is so open, the old lady will lock it with him, move a chair to guard the door, to prevent idlers from entering, and after two hours, someone will come back before he dares to leave, I don't know if this gatekeeper has a reward!"

Wu Song was stunned in his heart: "In this scene, I am the real Ximenqing!"

But he was already embarrassed, and he didn't care if he was Wu Song or Ximenqing, the thick love bath had already occupied his whole body, he gently took Pan Jinlian's little hand, and said with pity: "That hot oil is really ruthless, it's so ruthless!"

Pan Jinlian smiled, her heart rippling: "He seems to be rude, but he is actually romantic, everything in his heart has spirituality, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon, a thousand kinds of customs, you can talk to you!"

A flash of lightning passed through the air window, and the thunder shook the eaves, and Pan Jinlian exclaimed in surprise and fled into Wu Song's arms.

The jade bead hairpin placed on the box fell to the ground and fell to pieces, Pan Jinlian sighed, gently pushed Wu Song away, squatted down, and looked at the broken jade on the ground in a daze, tears like pear blossoms falling to the ground, soaked in sadness.

"A woman is a miserable life, a moment of beauty, and the emperor does not bless her, uncle.... Erlang, you go, take one more look at you, and I will fall into hell!"

Wu Song is also at a loss, if Wu Dalang is really inhumane, he and Pan Jinlian are natural together, and they don't care about the world's vision, and Wu Dalang has also made many matches, but there is also Hua Tuo's apprentice Yan Fang, Wu Dalang will definitely be cured.

Syllable!

Wu Song gave himself a slap in the face, he didn't blame himself for coveting Pan Jinlian's body, but blamed himself for weighing whether Wu Dalang could be cured, Wu Dalang cared for him so much, naturally he wanted him to be physically and mentally healthy, there was nothing to say!

Wu Song had made up his mind, turned around and left the bathroom, "Erlang, please stay!" Pan Jinlian's voice like a yellow warbler sounded behind him, Wu Song's whole body was like being struck by lightning, and after the stirring, he was soft and weak, and he shouted bitterly in his heart: "Pan Jinlian, don't come here, otherwise I really can't control it!"

Smelling a virgin fragrance in his nose, with the sweetness of Guihua, Pan Jinlian's clotted white jade-like arm met Wu Song's arm, although he was separated from his clothes, Wu Song could still feel the slippery, he lost his mind all of a sudden, opened his big hand and hugged it, but he pounced.

Pan Jinlian's white and flawless body was already five feet in front of him, it turned out that he had just passed by, not wanting to throw himself into his arms, and he was lucky to have a trace of loss.

Pan Jinlian's hair was scattered on the jade back, and a gust of breeze came, caressing her hair, and slashing her round and pretty fat tun, which made Wu Song feel a little jealous, he hated that the spring breeze, and he was so blessed.

Pan Jinlian walked to the table, took out the plum blossom inserted in the vase, and held it in front of Wu Song with both hands, and the water and tears scattered on her perfect, revealing a sad beauty.

"Erlang, this plum blossom will be returned to you, although the eldest brother has repeatedly said that he wants to give me a letter of resignation, he is also in poor health, but with your ability, with your righteousness, you will definitely do your best, and you will definitely be able to cure him of hidden diseases, and the slave family is also his person after all, hey, Jun Mingzhu is in tears, and he hates to meet when he is not married!"

"Erlang, this is the last time I will call you like this, I will call you second uncle in the future, I have two requests for you at the moment, I wonder if you can agree?"

"Whatever is told, there is no one who will not agree!"

"Can you call the slave family a golden lotus?"

"Jin Lian!" Wu Song called out tenderly, but he didn't dare to make contact with her watery gaze.

"The slave family hopes that ten years later, you can still remember what the slave family's body looks like, but you remember Jin Lian's body, not the sister-in-law's body. ”

"Never forget until you die!"

Wu Song took off his robe, wrapped it around Pan Jinlian, tied her belt, brushed the water droplets from her hair with a big hand, and said softly: "If the water doesn't go, it's easy to get the wind and cold, cherish it!"

After speaking, he turned around and went to the door, "Erlang!", Pan Jinlian couldn't help shouting, Wu Song didn't look back, his hands pulled the door, clang, and the iron lock outside fell to the ground.

Wang Po, who was hiding under the eaves to avoid the rain, was slightly shocked, and immediately smiled and said, "Erlang is satisfied?"

Wu Song didn't hear what she said, strode into the rain, and walked straight to Yanggu Street, "Wu Dalang baked cakes".

Wang Po looked into the house suspiciously, the room was empty, Pan Jinlian had already gone to the room, curled up in the quilt, tears soaked Wu Song's clothes.

Wu Dalang walked around at the door of the store, sighing for a long time, Brother Hui looked interesting, and said with a smile: "Da Lang, you are now living like a marquee, it is raining heavily today, I can't hear the story of Mr. Storyteller, but like watching a shadow puppet show!"

"You can still laugh!" Wu Dalang was angry in his heart and scolded: "Look at this day, I still don't let the people live, and in the early spring, it actually rained heavily in the hot summer, causing the storyteller not to come, hindering the pace of the guests, and bluffing pedestrians!"

"Da Lang, you see, the pedestrian scurrying around is not to frighten the heavy rain, but there is a man in the rain who has a fruit on the body, yes, the silver light in his hand is trembling, it shouldn't be a sharp knife, right? Run away, it is estimated that there are crazy people killing people on the street!"

Brother Hun was shocked, Wu Dalang took a closer look, and exclaimed: "Isn't that the second brother!"

Wu Song strode to the front of the store, holding a dagger in his right hand and dragging Wu Dalang's hand in his left hand, and went straight into the store, without speaking, he brought a chair, put it in front of the counter, and sat on it.

Brother Hun's person is fine, and he immediately smiled at the three guests who were eating hard in the store: "Three guest officers, tonight's county magistrate's night banquet, all of them want to perform to entertain guests, Xianggong said, because it is a peaceful party, don't fight, want to have a set of literary dramas, so I want to demonstrate to Da Lang, everyone, please move Yubu, today's meat will not be charged." ”

"Brother Hun, there is no charge for what nonsense you are talking about....."

Wu Dalang was in a hurry, but seeing Wu Song's stern look, he didn't dare to say much, although the three guests didn't know what Brother Hun said was true or false, but seeing the dagger in Wu Song's hand, where did he dare to stay, he slipped away immediately, and Brother Hun also went to take the baffle and close the door.

"Brother Hui, the eldest husband stands up to the sky, if he is wrong, he is wrong, why hide it, there is no need to close the door, let everyone see that there is a despicable villain in Yanggu County, Wu Song!"

Brother Hun, after listening to Wu Song's words, naturally didn't dare to close the door, but ran outside the door, stood in the rain, and persuaded everyone who wanted to come over.

Hiss!

Wu Song tore off the strip of cloth from his pants, blindfolded Guan Gong's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Big brother, why can Guan Yu be a god?"