Wuyue was completely confused and sighed in her heart, Aunt Junyi and Aunt Jun are both gentle and elegant women, why did she give birth to two such irritable hot women?
Like two tigresses!
Mrs. Jun was like him, and was confused by the two sisters and brothers, and hurriedly said to Xiaoqing: Qing'er must not be rude! What's wrong with you?
No matter how arrogant Xiaoqing is, she dared not to obey her mother's words, so she had to say: It's okay, I have some personal grudges with her
Mrs. Jun naturally didn't care much about the grudges between the younger generations, so she hurriedly smiled at Yàn Zhirong and said: I'm so embarrassed to offend the girl for no reason. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you on her behalf!
She already knew that the real third lady of the Yàn family was not worthy of being called this in the lobby. At the same time, she knew very well that it would be impossible to ask her daughter to apologize to Ms. Yàn in person.
Xiaoqing's pink cheeks bulged up Lao Gao, obviously very dissatisfied with her mother saying this, but she was not easy to contradict her. She had to glar at Yàn Zhirong fiercely. The latter was not willing to be outdone and immediately responded with her color. The two of them glared at each other like a cockfighting, and a raging flame seemed to be ignited in the air!
Mrs. Jun frowned slightly. As long as her daughter doesn't do anything randomly, she won't blame her too much, so as not to cause a rebound. She turned to look at Wuyue, stood up and smiled and said: What are you busy with? Why are you coming back so late? Haven't you eaten dinner yet?
Wuyue turned around and looked at Qing'er, and smiled and said: I have taken a new orphan today. I just took her to my father's grave to take a look.
Mrs. Baimèi also came to greet him. He heard that, both sisters held Qing'er's little hand and asked for a long time. JīJī said very lively
Seeing that the child was born in a strange way, the attention was also attracted, and the tension gradually eased.
At this moment, Mrs. Baimèi had already greeted the shopkeeper to arrange the meal on the No. 4 table, and asked Wuyue and others to come over and sit down to have a meal first.
Yàn Zhirong was still a little angry, stood still, Wuyue pulled her hand, and then sat down with him
The two beautiful women were smiling at him from time to time, and their love was so good that they looked very delicious.
Xiaoqing still looked at Yàn Zhirong from time to time, but the hostility in her eyes was much less
During the meal, Qing'er insisted on standing behind Wuyue to wait. No matter what he said, he would not want to sit down. He had to take a bowl of rice and hold some of each dish aside for her.
It was not until the two of them finished eating that she picked up the bowl of rice, picked up some leftovers, and squatted onto the steps outside the door to eat.
Wuyue couldn't resist her, and looked at Yàn Zhirong helplessly and shook her head.
She smiled disapprovingly and said: This child knows his duty, so he should have a long history of worldly concepts of superiority and inferiority. How could you change it easily?
Wuyue thought about it, everyone had their own way of living, and Yuan could not force it. He looked up and saw Qing'er asking the shop for empty dishes and chopsticks, thinking that this child was worried that he would not have the next meal and he would have some left to eat tomorrow?
During the begging experience in Mianchi, he naturally knew this psychology very well
He walked over and saw that she had transferred most of the food from the bowl into the empty bowl and placed it straight on the flower table opposite. He muttered and silently for a while before he picked up the bowl and looked up at him and said: Miss, you can go and have a walk first, I will finish it soon
He smiled: Don't worry, be careful not to choke
Qing'er nodded, but she still ate it, as if she had been hungry for several days
Seeing Aunt Jun waved to him, she walked over to sit next to her. After chatting for a few words, she saw Xiaoqing sitting aside and feeling depressed. She thought that she was already dissatisfied with her. For some reason, she had a conflict with Sister Zhirong again. It was necessary to ease a little to avoid an unexpected incident. She smiled at her and said: I want to ask Miss Zhao to take a walk outside the door and have some breath. I wonder if she is willing to appreciate her face?
Xiaoqing nodded, got up and followed him to the door. He stopped by the flower table in the yard, looked at Qing'er who was eating with his head down, turned to Xiaoqing and said: Sister Zhirong is a straightforward. If you offend the two sisters just now, she will apologize to you in the next generation. Shang Qi will give you more and more. After saying that, he bowed his respectfully.
Xiaoqing frowned and said lightly: Who are you? Can you represent her? I see her nose and stare at her, it would be strange if she is willing to apologize! Besides, do you know what conflicts between her and I have? Just be a peacemaker
He was stunned and said a little embarrassedly: I asked Miss Zhao to come out just to ask about this. It is really not convenient to be in front of Aunt Jun and the others.
Xiaoqing said with a silence: If you want to say this, it is because of you. You are despicable to what my mother and Aunt Zhang did. I am fine, but my brother is very dissatisfied and wants to take revenge, which leads to a conflict with Miss Yàn and suffered a great loss. My sister, naturally, has to help him stand up. That's it.
He bowed his hand sincerely and said: So that's it, it's my fault after all. I apologize to you solemnly again. I hope Miss Zhao will not make trouble with Sister Zhirong for this.
Xiaoqing curled her lips and was about to speak, but Yàn Zhirong came over and glanced at her with a full smell of gunpowder, pulling Wuyue's hand, asking him to take a walk in the garden together.
Seeing her fighting look, Wuyue felt that it was inappropriate for them to get together, so she hurriedly bowed to Xiaoqing and then followed her to the garden.
Xiaoqing looked at the backs of the two of them for a moment and turned around and walked into the lobby. Seeing that there was no one inside, she thought that most of her mother, her brother and others had gone upstairs, so she also went back to the guest room.
As soon as she left for a while, Xiaomi hurried into the lobby again, looking around, as if looking for someone, and was a little bored when she couldn't see it, she walked to Qing'er outside the door and asked: Hello! What should I call you?
Qing'er buried her head in her meal, and said without raising her head: It's good to ask me to feed her
Xiaomi looked at the half bowl of rice on the flower table and asked: What are you doing?
Qing'er said coldly: This is not your business!
He smiled awkwardly. Although the real third lady in the Yàn family is beautiful, she is different from the gentle and graceful counterfeit lady in the Yàn family. She has a hot temper and is very powerful. She is an absolute tigress!
He had seen anyone who dared not offend her, so he had to say embarrassedly: Are you staying to feed the dog?
Qing'er was furious and she was so angry that tears were almost coming out. She stared at him and said coldly: You are the eldest young master. Since you have your own special seat, why bother to go to the lobby to compete for seats with people? It's so crowded inside.
Xiaomi looked up and down, left and right, and was there a private room in the canteen of this inn?
Why doesn't he know?
Does the shopkeeper think he is not qualified to enjoy the private room?
I couldn't help but say curiously: Where is my special seat? How dare the shopkeeper not tell me!
Qing'er whispered to the inn gate, and now~ it's there!
Xiaomi turned around and looked at it. There was a dog bowl next to the threshold, with half a bowl of rice left in it, and a bowl of clear water next to it. He sighed: The skinny old yellow dog that always lies lazily over there and naps has actually become a sperm. Not only can you walk on two legs, but you can also speak human language. I am so strange!
His face changed, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to snort in anger and leave in anger!
Wuyue and Yàn Zhirong walked around in the garden and came back. Qing'er just finished eating and sent the bowl back to the kitchen to wash it, and then followed him and walked towards the backyard.
Seeing that most of the bowl of rice was placed on the flower table without moving, Wuyue couldn't help but wonder: Since you are afraid of going hungry tomorrow, why don't you bring the food back to your house?
Qing'er shook her head and whispered: That's for Daddy. He had never had a full meal before his death.
Wuyue felt sad and patted her thin shoulders. She really didn't know how to comfort her. Perhaps only time is the only medicine to heal the trauma of the soul...
When he arrived at the backyard, Yàn Zhirong handed over Qing'er to Zhen'er who lived downstairs.
Qing'er looked at Wuyue and said unhappily: I want to follow you and serve you
He frowned: What can you, a child, serve me? Stay with Sister Zhen'er!
She pouted Lao Gao in her little mouth, but she didn't say anything more
After the two went upstairs, Yàn Zhirong tiptoed past the door of her mother's room and pulled Wuyue into the fifth room.
After closing the door, my delicate body slowly leaned into his arms, my eyes were hazy, as if water was about to drip into it, and I murmured like a dream: Wuyue, my heart is beating so hard now! I feel like I am now like the red fu running at night, the Wenjun of the spring... What's going on? My mother seems to have forgotten all the teachings of many years. I can't help but be with you...
Wuyue kissed her light red lips, sucked her open red lips, gradually sucked out a fragrant tongue, and flirted with his tongue tip.
The girl is affectionate and has a soft and tender sandalwood mouth, which is really unique...
More than a minute passed, and the girl's breathing gradually became rapid, and her tall and soft breasts rose and fell sharply
But he felt that his lips and tongue were numb because he was too hard, so he separated a little and wanted to take a rest.
Yàn Zhirong hurriedly posted it again, and the ecstasy feeling of the first kiss made her linger. She looked at Wuyue in a daze and said: Wuyue, I love you! Maybe before I saw you, I was hypnotized by Sister Zhaiyue and fell in love with you deeply... Otherwise, you would have taken away your chastity and suffered such a great humiliation, and you would not be able to have the idea of killing you...
While kissing passionately, the two slowly moved to the bedside and fell on the bed.
His pair of Lushan claws had climbed to the Jade Girl Peak without realizing it...
Perhaps it was because of inheriting the plump figure of his mother, Yàn Zhirong's peaks were surprisingly tall and plump, and no one could surpass him in the girls he had ever seen!
In her, it can be said that the girl is shy, affectionate, and the mature charm of a middle-aged beauty, gentle and delicate. This is what attracts him the most
The invasion of the Saint Maiden Peak made her shy. You are so bad, how can you touch your sister?
Like two tigresses!
Mrs. Jun was like him, and was confused by the two sisters and brothers, and hurriedly said to Xiaoqing: Qing'er must not be rude! What's wrong with you?
No matter how arrogant Xiaoqing is, she dared not to obey her mother's words, so she had to say: It's okay, I have some personal grudges with her
Mrs. Jun naturally didn't care much about the grudges between the younger generations, so she hurriedly smiled at Yàn Zhirong and said: I'm so embarrassed to offend the girl for no reason. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you on her behalf!
She already knew that the real third lady of the Yàn family was not worthy of being called this in the lobby. At the same time, she knew very well that it would be impossible to ask her daughter to apologize to Ms. Yàn in person.
Xiaoqing's pink cheeks bulged up Lao Gao, obviously very dissatisfied with her mother saying this, but she was not easy to contradict her. She had to glar at Yàn Zhirong fiercely. The latter was not willing to be outdone and immediately responded with her color. The two of them glared at each other like a cockfighting, and a raging flame seemed to be ignited in the air!
Mrs. Jun frowned slightly. As long as her daughter doesn't do anything randomly, she won't blame her too much, so as not to cause a rebound. She turned to look at Wuyue, stood up and smiled and said: What are you busy with? Why are you coming back so late? Haven't you eaten dinner yet?
Wuyue turned around and looked at Qing'er, and smiled and said: I have taken a new orphan today. I just took her to my father's grave to take a look.
Mrs. Baimèi also came to greet him. He heard that, both sisters held Qing'er's little hand and asked for a long time. JīJī said very lively
Seeing that the child was born in a strange way, the attention was also attracted, and the tension gradually eased.
At this moment, Mrs. Baimèi had already greeted the shopkeeper to arrange the meal on the No. 4 table, and asked Wuyue and others to come over and sit down to have a meal first.
Yàn Zhirong was still a little angry, stood still, Wuyue pulled her hand, and then sat down with him
The two beautiful women were smiling at him from time to time, and their love was so good that they looked very delicious.
Xiaoqing still looked at Yàn Zhirong from time to time, but the hostility in her eyes was much less
During the meal, Qing'er insisted on standing behind Wuyue to wait. No matter what he said, he would not want to sit down. He had to take a bowl of rice and hold some of each dish aside for her.
It was not until the two of them finished eating that she picked up the bowl of rice, picked up some leftovers, and squatted onto the steps outside the door to eat.
Wuyue couldn't resist her, and looked at Yàn Zhirong helplessly and shook her head.
She smiled disapprovingly and said: This child knows his duty, so he should have a long history of worldly concepts of superiority and inferiority. How could you change it easily?
Wuyue thought about it, everyone had their own way of living, and Yuan could not force it. He looked up and saw Qing'er asking the shop for empty dishes and chopsticks, thinking that this child was worried that he would not have the next meal and he would have some left to eat tomorrow?
During the begging experience in Mianchi, he naturally knew this psychology very well
He walked over and saw that she had transferred most of the food from the bowl into the empty bowl and placed it straight on the flower table opposite. He muttered and silently for a while before he picked up the bowl and looked up at him and said: Miss, you can go and have a walk first, I will finish it soon
He smiled: Don't worry, be careful not to choke
Qing'er nodded, but she still ate it, as if she had been hungry for several days
Seeing Aunt Jun waved to him, she walked over to sit next to her. After chatting for a few words, she saw Xiaoqing sitting aside and feeling depressed. She thought that she was already dissatisfied with her. For some reason, she had a conflict with Sister Zhirong again. It was necessary to ease a little to avoid an unexpected incident. She smiled at her and said: I want to ask Miss Zhao to take a walk outside the door and have some breath. I wonder if she is willing to appreciate her face?
Xiaoqing nodded, got up and followed him to the door. He stopped by the flower table in the yard, looked at Qing'er who was eating with his head down, turned to Xiaoqing and said: Sister Zhirong is a straightforward. If you offend the two sisters just now, she will apologize to you in the next generation. Shang Qi will give you more and more. After saying that, he bowed his respectfully.
Xiaoqing frowned and said lightly: Who are you? Can you represent her? I see her nose and stare at her, it would be strange if she is willing to apologize! Besides, do you know what conflicts between her and I have? Just be a peacemaker
He was stunned and said a little embarrassedly: I asked Miss Zhao to come out just to ask about this. It is really not convenient to be in front of Aunt Jun and the others.
Xiaoqing said with a silence: If you want to say this, it is because of you. You are despicable to what my mother and Aunt Zhang did. I am fine, but my brother is very dissatisfied and wants to take revenge, which leads to a conflict with Miss Yàn and suffered a great loss. My sister, naturally, has to help him stand up. That's it.
He bowed his hand sincerely and said: So that's it, it's my fault after all. I apologize to you solemnly again. I hope Miss Zhao will not make trouble with Sister Zhirong for this.
Xiaoqing curled her lips and was about to speak, but Yàn Zhirong came over and glanced at her with a full smell of gunpowder, pulling Wuyue's hand, asking him to take a walk in the garden together.
Seeing her fighting look, Wuyue felt that it was inappropriate for them to get together, so she hurriedly bowed to Xiaoqing and then followed her to the garden.
Xiaoqing looked at the backs of the two of them for a moment and turned around and walked into the lobby. Seeing that there was no one inside, she thought that most of her mother, her brother and others had gone upstairs, so she also went back to the guest room.
As soon as she left for a while, Xiaomi hurried into the lobby again, looking around, as if looking for someone, and was a little bored when she couldn't see it, she walked to Qing'er outside the door and asked: Hello! What should I call you?
Qing'er buried her head in her meal, and said without raising her head: It's good to ask me to feed her
Xiaomi looked at the half bowl of rice on the flower table and asked: What are you doing?
Qing'er said coldly: This is not your business!
He smiled awkwardly. Although the real third lady in the Yàn family is beautiful, she is different from the gentle and graceful counterfeit lady in the Yàn family. She has a hot temper and is very powerful. She is an absolute tigress!
He had seen anyone who dared not offend her, so he had to say embarrassedly: Are you staying to feed the dog?
Qing'er was furious and she was so angry that tears were almost coming out. She stared at him and said coldly: You are the eldest young master. Since you have your own special seat, why bother to go to the lobby to compete for seats with people? It's so crowded inside.
Xiaomi looked up and down, left and right, and was there a private room in the canteen of this inn?
Why doesn't he know?
Does the shopkeeper think he is not qualified to enjoy the private room?
I couldn't help but say curiously: Where is my special seat? How dare the shopkeeper not tell me!
Qing'er whispered to the inn gate, and now~ it's there!
Xiaomi turned around and looked at it. There was a dog bowl next to the threshold, with half a bowl of rice left in it, and a bowl of clear water next to it. He sighed: The skinny old yellow dog that always lies lazily over there and naps has actually become a sperm. Not only can you walk on two legs, but you can also speak human language. I am so strange!
His face changed, but it was not easy to attack, so he had to snort in anger and leave in anger!
Wuyue and Yàn Zhirong walked around in the garden and came back. Qing'er just finished eating and sent the bowl back to the kitchen to wash it, and then followed him and walked towards the backyard.
Seeing that most of the bowl of rice was placed on the flower table without moving, Wuyue couldn't help but wonder: Since you are afraid of going hungry tomorrow, why don't you bring the food back to your house?
Qing'er shook her head and whispered: That's for Daddy. He had never had a full meal before his death.
Wuyue felt sad and patted her thin shoulders. She really didn't know how to comfort her. Perhaps only time is the only medicine to heal the trauma of the soul...
When he arrived at the backyard, Yàn Zhirong handed over Qing'er to Zhen'er who lived downstairs.
Qing'er looked at Wuyue and said unhappily: I want to follow you and serve you
He frowned: What can you, a child, serve me? Stay with Sister Zhen'er!
She pouted Lao Gao in her little mouth, but she didn't say anything more
After the two went upstairs, Yàn Zhirong tiptoed past the door of her mother's room and pulled Wuyue into the fifth room.
After closing the door, my delicate body slowly leaned into his arms, my eyes were hazy, as if water was about to drip into it, and I murmured like a dream: Wuyue, my heart is beating so hard now! I feel like I am now like the red fu running at night, the Wenjun of the spring... What's going on? My mother seems to have forgotten all the teachings of many years. I can't help but be with you...
Wuyue kissed her light red lips, sucked her open red lips, gradually sucked out a fragrant tongue, and flirted with his tongue tip.
The girl is affectionate and has a soft and tender sandalwood mouth, which is really unique...
More than a minute passed, and the girl's breathing gradually became rapid, and her tall and soft breasts rose and fell sharply
But he felt that his lips and tongue were numb because he was too hard, so he separated a little and wanted to take a rest.
Yàn Zhirong hurriedly posted it again, and the ecstasy feeling of the first kiss made her linger. She looked at Wuyue in a daze and said: Wuyue, I love you! Maybe before I saw you, I was hypnotized by Sister Zhaiyue and fell in love with you deeply... Otherwise, you would have taken away your chastity and suffered such a great humiliation, and you would not be able to have the idea of killing you...
While kissing passionately, the two slowly moved to the bedside and fell on the bed.
His pair of Lushan claws had climbed to the Jade Girl Peak without realizing it...
Perhaps it was because of inheriting the plump figure of his mother, Yàn Zhirong's peaks were surprisingly tall and plump, and no one could surpass him in the girls he had ever seen!
In her, it can be said that the girl is shy, affectionate, and the mature charm of a middle-aged beauty, gentle and delicate. This is what attracts him the most
The invasion of the Saint Maiden Peak made her shy. You are so bad, how can you touch your sister?
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