Chapter 11: The Lame Prince of Shura Field
The lunch is placed in the compartment of the main house, a small table next to the window, and two soft cushions are placed. It is a good place to find out from the main house, three circles and three circles. Regardless of the lighting environment and comfort, It was the best conditions she could create in this barren ancient times.
Originally, Congliang wanted to invite someone to dinner, warm a pot of wine, light two dim candles, watch people under the light when he was a little drunk, and it would be easier to touch a small hand and kiss a small mouth.
But today, when I hugged Wei Zi during the day, I just hugged Wei Zi for a while. When she held Wei Zi for a long time, when she held Wei Zi with blue veins on her head, she broke danced for a long time. The reaction was too intense. It was a bit too early to go to the "Candlelight Dinner". Let's start with a meal or something.
When the people from Liangming took steps to pick up Wei Zi, they used a screen to separate a "private room" from the place where the two dined. She didn't intend to make a fuss at noon today. When Wei Zi was eating, he deliberately learned cloth dishes from his maid.
No matter how hard it is to be called, let it be beaten and scolded, today it is necessary to smash the strong posture of the queen mother for a long time at Wei Zishi's feet. Simply put, it is to let Wei Zishi get back his dignity as a man.
Congliang doesn't know any advanced strategies. All she knows comes from her life. Aunt Li at the end of the village can slap her skinny guys with a slap, and she is famous for shoving a **** with a local ruffian. My men have never won a quarrel, so I raised the short voice of the East family and the West family, wishing that the village head could spread to the end of the village, and I asked my men to eat, but they never shouted across a yard.
The newlyweds and sons of the old couple who have a good relationship are not comparable. The skinny chickens of her family go to the market and buy nothing, but they return to bring a bracelet and headband to Aunt Li. It can be seen that the way of the husband is not about fists. The voice is high, it is only to quarrel with her husband not to win.
Of course, there are many gentlemen who push their noses in the face the more you let it go, don't be careless when you encounter such a person, just slap him.
But most men still prefer to be soft and tender, which can make them show their male protective desire.
This weakness must be shown. The best effect is to let Wei Zishi completely let go of her true nature in the future. If it is not possible, Wei Zishi must also feel that she is mean, so he is mean to him.
Because I really like you so much, I forgot all about etiquette, righteousness, shame, taboos and bad morals. I just want to be mean to you, so infatuated.
Bu Zou arrived at the door, and Cong Liang hurried out to greet him. In the morning, Wei Zishi's hair bun was combed from one to two, and the clothes that had been splashed with tea were also changed. Brand new maid dress with tight cuffs.
In addition to her brows and eyes that still look domineering, she doesn't look down on her brows like an ordinary maidservant, but she slaps herself with the maid style that often appears in her ancient costume TV series. She gives herself a hundred percent.
When Li Lianghan bowed his head and went out to greet Wei Zi, he confidently learned that the little **** stretched out his arm beside Bu Zhu, and when Wei Zishi helped him—Wei Zishi really did help.
This is the first time since Liang Zi crossed over to see Wei Zi willingly touching her. He thought that Fu low was effective. He looked up with a smile and saw Wei Zi's face was blue and red, and he was looking at her like an idiot.
Wei Zishi had bad legs and feet. When he stepped down, he saw a piece of Tsing Yi's arm coming up next to him. He thought it was a little eunuch, so he helped him, but Tsing Yi's arm supported his figure as an adult man, and he didn't even shake it. shake…
Looking down his arm, Wei Zishi froze in place, pursed his lips and stared at the top of Congliang's head, his face changed a bit, and the whole person was not very good.
Feeling didn't recognize her just now, Congliang let out a "tsk", looked at the top of her head when he saw Wei Zi, and even shook the two silly little girls, and put his head in front of Wei Zishi, "Do you want to touch?"
Wei Zishi rubbed two of his itchy palms in the sleeves of his robe, suppressing the urge to slap the head of the person in front of him, restraining his expression, standing indifferently and looking away.
As soon as Congliang saw people and put on a dead face, he curled his lips, lowered his voice, and said softly, "Come in, it's all set up, it'll be cold for a while."
After taking two steps, when he looked back and saw Wei Zi, he didn't follow her, didn't say anything, and stepped forward to leave, obviously not eating this set, Cong Liang sneered, stretched out his hands to the sky and slapped his two.
Seeing that Wei Zi was about to get up, he leaned against the door and said softly, "Let's go," Cong Liang said, "It's noon, you go, I'll ask someone to carry you at night," Cong Liang smiled and lifted his skirt Just walked inside, and without looking back threw a bomb, "Overnight."
Cong Liang didn't look back, went straight into the small "private room" she carefully prepared, sat in it, exhaled a long breath, and concluded one thing, Wei Zishi is the type who pushes his nose on his face. Now, gentle his grandma's pancake!
Congliang unhurriedly stuffed an unknown vegetable leaf into his mouth, but after a while, Wei Zishi was supported by his attendant, standing at the door of the temporary "private room" made of screens, staring gloomily at Congliang.
"Why didn't you come in?" As soon as Congliang put his chopsticks down, he looked up at Xiang Wei Zishi with a playful smile, "Why, baby, do you want me to carry you in?" As he spoke, he made a gesture to get up, but before she could move, Wei Zishi shook off the valet, Hurry up and puff up a few steps in, and angrily sit in front of the small case.
Sure enough, it's a tough character... Cong Liang shook his head slightly and sighed.
I originally wanted to be gentle, but depending on the situation, I still had to be more arrogant, otherwise, with Wei Zishi's character, I'm afraid not to mention three years to her, but ten years would be enough to let her touch it willingly.
Cong Liang thought about it again this morning, the worst plan is that she was killed by Wei Zishi and failed the mission, but even if this world fails, there will still be 50,000 compensation points for the small pit of the system to force her into it, in case she succeeds , that's 700,000, ah, 700,000.
After she hugged someone in the morning, she decided that the world was a practice hand, and she took a big bet.
This meal was filled with gunpowder smoke. It started when Liang was sitting next to Wei Zi when she went to cook food for others. She didn't eat which Wei Zi when she was with Wei Zi. .
Congliang wasn't annoyed, anyway, there were so many dishes, she picked up the clips that Wei Zishi didn't like, and at the end of the meal, Wei Zi held on.
He has always been self-controlled, and he has never eaten more than 70% full. After accumulating food once in his childhood, he has never been able to endure it for so many years, not to mention that he is angry while eating this time.
When he put down his chopsticks, Wei Zi's face turned pale, he felt a panic, and he pressed his hand on his appetite, feeling slightly distended.
Congliang eats slowly, and there is nothing to match. When he sees Wei Zi, his expression and actions are the same as that of her father having a stomachache after eating. Beside him, the silk scarf wiped his mouth and hands, and pressed it on Wei Zishi's calf.
This time, when Wei Zishi was touched, he was most taboo about his physical disability. Congliang happened to touch his disabled leg, and his expression changed immediately, but he failed to jump up, and both calves were held down by Congliang. .
He couldn't move his legs, but his hands could. When Wei Zi, who was trying to hit someone with an itchy hand at the door, his body reacted faster than his brain. He slapped Congliang's head on the back of his head with a "slap!" Pulling, just about to pull, Congliang hurriedly yelled.
"You pull again! Pull me again and I'll tear it up!"
You don't need to think about Congliang's threats. Anyway, it's just those words that she repeated over and over again. She can no longer beat people like the Queen Mother.
In fact, it was really torn. Congliang couldn't be seen by others. He couldn't do anything without Wei Zi's cooperation when he hugged him to sleep. At most, he looked at him twice. Wei Zishi didn't want to let her see or let her sleep with his arms around him. Miraculously.
Although his face was very ugly, he really didn't pull it, and he let go of it rather unwillingly.
"If you really want to tug," Cong Liang flung the two to the sky, groping Wei Zishi's calf, and flirting with someone like he was bargaining, "Kiss me, or let me hold it for a while, I'll let you tug enough."
Anyway, she flipped through the system's mall two days ago, and the potion that temporarily blocked pain was sloppy and cheap. One point was two bottles, and one bottle lasted an hour.
Wei Zishi didn't even look at Congliang. Obviously, he thought Congliang was a **** chanting scriptures, but his legs were tight, and he would kick people at any time.
Congliang also had a lot of shadow on Wei Zishi's shadowless foot, so he released one and quickly pressed it with his calf, groping for the outside of Wei Zishi's calf, finding Zusanli acupoint and pressing it gently.
This acupoint is for digestion, and she doesn't know if it is true or not. Her father has a bad stomach, and he can't digest it after eating. He has been taking stomach medicine all the year round.
"This acupuncture point helps digestion, you just ate too quickly, didn't you feel comfortable?" Congliang pressed his own acupuncture point, it was sore and painful, but it didn't work, but this was an excellent opportunity to get started, it can be used With such a legitimate reason to get started, it must be started.
"What do you say you are angry with me," Congliang said in an old-fashioned tone, "If you kiss me sincerely, you can do whatever you want with me except death..."
"Ha!" Wei Zishi sneered, looking at Congliang with irony.
Congliang looked up and clicked, "Oh, yes, yes," silently released the calf that was holding Wei Zishi, seeing that no one kicked her, he breathed a sigh of relief, knelt on the cushion and pressed the outside of Wei Zishi's calf with both hands at the same time, generous. "I don't just want you to kiss me..."
Cong Liang said this, his eyes faintly started from Wei Zishi's calf upwards inch by inch. When he saw Wei Zishi's dark eyes, he squinted at the person, and stretched out his tender red tongue and licked the corner of his lips.
"I want you to hug me..."
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