Chapter 40 Businesswoman does not know the hatred of the country

It is the festival, but Fuleyuan is not lively, which is exactly the opposite of the crowded scene of purchasing New Year’s goods in the market.

Miss Fang in Linshui Pavilion is still there and the place has not changed. Zhang Ning felt a little happy when he learned that everything was as old as before.

When he entered Fang Ling's room, Zhang Ning saw the brocade screen in the room at a glance. It was indeed well woven, and the poem was embroidered on it, as if the clues left by Zhang Ning in this era.

ah!It's you Ah.The first sentence she met.

I saw Fang Ling wearing a plain white dress with a base, which made her face look pure and delicate, making her look beautiful, but now she wears so plainly, but she is a bit inconsistent with her outside.

Zhang Ning hurriedly said: Miss Fang, okay?Because I took office in Yangzhou, I only arrived home yesterday. There was a guest at home that couldn't be spared, so I had to come and disturb the day today.

Mr. Ping'an came today, and I didn't even have a guest here. I would say that even if I was playing with some ordinary people on weekdays, I could have a drink and a banquet to laugh; today I didn't dislike it but was still deserted and desolate, and everyone went home to see my wife and children.

Fang Ling sighed faintly.

But when she saw Zhang Ning, her melancholy expression was filled with joy because of her sigh. Gu Pan's lively eyes showed both contradictory emotions appropriately in an instant, and it was indeed because of her good eyes.

This is exactly what it means to look at you.

In Zhang Ning's opinion, it is not easy for Fang Ling, who has good voice and color, to become famous, so why don't you know.

Zhang Ning took out an exquisite wooden box from his arms and handed it on: A little bit of gift does not mean respect, please accept it with a smile.

Fang Ling said with a smile: Oh, I bought me a gift specifically. I have to see what it is... You can sit there too, don't be so restrained, people won't eat you anymore.

Even if you are eaten by a beautiful woman like Miss Fang, it is probably a very honorable thing.Zhang Ning tried hard to make himself more casual.

After hearing this, Fang Ling raised her sleeve and blocked her mouth and laughed, probably because she rarely heard him joking.

Zhang Ning doesn’t mention his life-saving gratitude, and he doesn’t have to say thank you. He has to come here to visit her on New Year’s Eve, which means he is feeling.

Fang Ling raised her sleeve and stretched out her jade hand with anticipation, and opened the wooden box.

Seeing this, Zhang Ning felt a little sad: the size of the beads is different. Miss Renfang is not someone who has never seen jewelry. You can tell what level it is at a glance. Unfortunately, the money is not much, otherwise you would have bought it. But after all, the pearls worn by a gold chain are enough, so you can still do it.

She opened it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment, then looked down and asked in confusion: Mr. Ping'an gave it to you... Do you know what this is?

Well, I know.Zhang Ning nodded and thought to himself that I bought it myself, so how can I not know what I bought?

Fang Ling's eyes rolled, her face turned red and burst out laughing: Then you are so bad that you actually give this kind of thing.

Zhang Ning heard something was wrong and couldn't help asking: Is this on his hands or on his feet, or on his waist?

I know you don't understand, so I pretended to me.Fang Ling leaned forward and leaned his red lips and said softly: The business girl did not know the hatred of the country, but she still sang the back garden flower across the river.

Zhang Ning was stunned for a moment with a blank look on his face, and suddenly realized what this thing was!

It turns out that this kind of debauchery can be played in the early and mid-Ming Dynasty?

He suddenly felt embarrassed and took a look at the box on the table. It was not right to take it back, nor was it right to give it to her.

Fang Ling still looked at him with a smile and said softly: Mr. Ping An, don’t have such a face, it doesn’t matter. I like your gift very much. Thank you for accepting it.

There is no offense below.

Zhang Ning hurriedly said that although Fang Ling was a fairy woman, Zhang Ning still wanted to respect her enough for various reasons, one was to save her life, and the other was her origin. He didn't think he could tease her at will.

Fang Ling's tone was as soft as a coaxing a minor, and his voice was soft and mèi: Because it was you, you wouldn't feel offended... If you didn't know, even if you really had that heart, I might not be able to make you happy.

Zhang Ning swallowed a saliva and thought to himself that he had come to find her seriously, but he would not have had a bad taste in a while.This is originally a big brothel, but it is ridiculous to say that being serious is right?

Miss Fang loves her wrongly and dare not take it.

Zhang Ning was so cruel that he could only talk nonsense, he didn't know what to say except nonsense.

He is a ruler and never goes to the red light district to have fun, but he is also very tolerant of such things and thinks it is not a big deal; it's just that Fang Ling, a fair woman, is a bit special to him.

Anyway, it's more difficult to deal with.

Fang Ling slowly placed his finger on the back of his hand: I didn’t lie to you, how could I be wrong about love?Just talk about your hand, I can even think of a dry mouth when I take it out when I see you. I can't bear to talk to you. I'm not too late for Erlang like Ping An. How can I bear to speak to fool you?

Miss Fang was so rude... He said in embarrassment: I am thinking of you in my heart, and I am not greedy for your appearance.

I know.

Fang Ling got very close, exhaling like an orchid, and could already feel her breathing and the ups and downs of her chest, but why don’t you understand? I am a woman, you are not moved at all when you look at me, which makes people sad.Can't I keep your people like this?

Sweat had already oozed in Zhang Ning's palm, and his thoughts were numb and he thought of Luo Mo's mother again. If he knew that he was in the brothel, he would not know if he would run away...

Fortunately, she had no idea.

Zhang Ning's throat squirmed, his breathing was thick and uneven. The hand resting on the table slowly turned over and gently held the thin and soft hand in his palm.

Moonfully facing Fang Ling, his other hand also stretched out, gently placed it on her cheek, and then slowly stroked it downwards, ready to touch her breasts.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ling stood up gently at this time, his red face still had a smile: I forgot, I haven’t made tea for Mr. Ping’an yet.

Zhang Ning was stunned on the chair, and then heard her say softly: Don’t worry.She thought it was because of that matter, but she paused and said, "It's done right away."

Which song is this?

Zhang Ning can’t do it. Can he still use it to treat Fang Ling himself?He could only watch her busy making tea with her own hands, his eyes full of her graceful skirt, graceful waist, and gently swaying buttocks.

There was only one cup of tea. She brought it over and took it open the lid and gently stroked the water surface. She first put it on her jade-like nose and sniffed it. I'll try to boil it first.

She said softly, taking a sip, leaving a light lip red on the edge, and then handed the trace to Zhang Ning, Mr. Ping'an, please have tea.

Zhang Ning took it and looked at her beautiful red lips with a pink, smooth and slightly shiny shiny, and she didn't even taste the taste of tea.

Fang Ling smiles like peach blossoms, making people feel like spring breeze. Is it good?

It's amazing.Zhang Ning blurted out.

Fang Ling smiled and frown and changed and flexible. In the blink of an eye, a trace of sorrow arises between her eyebrows: The falling flowers are intentionally flowing water is ruthless. Although the tea is good, people are not as good as Mr. Ping'an. How can I bear to force you?

Zhang Ning looked extremely unnatural and couldn't help saying: Miss Fang has a flowery face, weak bones and abundant muscles, making people unable to help themselves. How dare I be dissatisfied at all?

You are afraid that you are deliberately trying to make people feel relieved.Fang Ling had changed from a slight sorrow to act coquettishly with a hint of sweetness and a hint of coquettishness.

Every word of heart, I swear... When Zhang Ning just said this, he suddenly realized something, and it seemed that it was not right. Why can I say all this?

Fang Ling gently pressed his simple hand on Zhang Ning's lips. Her movement was like Zhang Ning kissing her hand. She looked shy and lowered her head and said: Don't do this, I believe it.There is no need to make a vow. As long as you have a little heart, Ling'er's heart is all with you... Just like the gift you gave me, can I not understand Mr. Ping'an's feelings?

She said as she approached her face and whispered in Zhang Ning's ear, "I'll wash my body first, so that you won't give this feeling for nothing."

Zhang Ning hurriedly said: This thing is a misunderstanding, I dare not treat Miss Fang like that.Some things deserve to be willing to do, and you cannot just try to make others wronged.

It is you who do that to others and put the beads into their bodies, so they are naturally willing.

Fang Ling bit his red lips lightly, and his soft chest leaned against his arms as if he was away from him. He gasped and said, "You won't be reluctant, right?"

Zhang Ning had long forgotten what the saint said to me, Meng, and nodded without hesitation.

Fang Ling looked at his face with a confused look on his face, as if she was drunk, and she stroked the shallow beard above his lips with her hands: Good man, if you can use your mouth to explore the secluded place of the winding path, your beard will definitely feel a different feeling...

You... is it convenient to bathe here? Is there hot water now... Zhang Ning asked calmly.

Fang Ling said: Wait for a while after lunch, it is quite convenient to let Chunyu come to the kitchen to fetch water.

Zhang Ning couldn't help but turn his head to look at the window. What's the hell that can be reached at noon? It's cloudy today, and I don't know where the sun has risen.

At this moment, Fang Ling smiled and said: Stop watching, it’s almost Ah.I went to call Chunyu and asked her to send a table of wine and food in...

Zhang Ning couldn't help but think of the money again. The wine and food in Fuleyuan are called flower wine, which must be much more expensive than ordinary restaurants, but he doesn't know how much money this table of wine costs.

Now that the matter is not over, I have to bite the bullet and hold on. Fortunately, there are still nearly seventy taels, so it should be no problem to deal with it. There is no joke yet.

As for what to do after spending more than the budget, I can only think of a way.

It can be said that there is wine today and drunk tomorrow. I am sad tomorrow.

Just as he thought of this, Fang Ling was so understanding, he glanced at his expression and whispered: Don't you spend a little, you are not my guest, if you still have to pay, then forget it.

I now have an official position and a silver.Zhang Ning said calmly.

Fang Ling smiled and said: OK, I didn’t say you were short of money, otherwise you wouldn’t have chosen such a good gift.