Chapter 166 Fantasy (5000 words long chapter)

For a while.

In the darkness, there is silence.

The breathing of the two people came and went.

Zheng Xiu didn't move.

He kept telling himself that this was Gongsun Mo's memory and it was fake.

But on the other hand, the touch and warmth coming from his chest seemed to remind him over and over again that even if it was fake, it didn't feel too fake, it was just like the real thing.

For a moment, Zheng Xiu couldn't tell whether he was in a picture scroll, in a dream, deep in Gongsun Mo's memory, or whether he was really traveling through time and space as "Gongsun Mo" and living in two hundred years. The former Daqian Dynasty.

The quilt was cool at first, but after Xiao Tao got into the quilt, Zheng Xiu and the quilt became hot at the same time.

Xiaotao's bare feet stretched downward under the quilt.

At first Zheng Xiu thought Xiao Tao was going to do something, and subconsciously shrank.

But soon, Zheng Xiu suddenly understood, dumbfounded, that Xiao Tao's actions... were very serious about "warming the bed."

"Young Master..." Xiao Tao said with a trembling voice, silky and silky, "Is it warm~?"

"Huh...what did your young lady tell you?"

Xiao Tao clung to Zheng Xiu's arms, curled up and scared.

But Zheng Xiu made no other move. This gentle voice made Xiao Tao gradually calm down. She whispered: "Miss said, let Xiao Tao warm the bed for the young master."

"That's it?"

"The lady also said that Xiaotao doesn't need to understand, just keep warm and Xiaotao will understand."

Zheng Xiu was shocked when he heard this.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Xiu asked cautiously: "Xiao Tao, how old are you... this year?"

"Sir, Xiaotao has just turned fourteen this year."

When Zheng Xiu heard this, the heat and impulse in his body immediately disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck!"

Xiao Tao, who was under the quilt, was puzzled and secretly thought something strange. At the same time, she asked in confusion: "Sir, what is... grass?"

"It means...warmth."

Xiao Tao smiled, her limp body suddenly stopped shaking: "Young master is very careless."

"You...it's better not to say anything."

"Okay, Xiao Tao listens to the young master."

Zheng Xiu was silent.

He didn't know whether Gongsun Mo couldn't help but turned into a beast or was worse than a beast.

But at this moment Zheng Xiu chose to be worse than a beast for once.

The ancients said that a twisted melon can quench thirst. But Zheng Xiu was not thirsty.

As the saying goes, if there is no woman in my heart, I will draw my sword to nature.

He came in to save Feng Bei.

"Come on, the quilt is warm."

"Sir!" Xiao Tao was anxious, with tears in her eyes, and her voice was crying: "Sir, don't you dislike Xiao Tao's humble status? The lady is as kind as a mountain to Xiao Tao, and Xiao Tao doesn't want the lady to be disappointed! If Xiao Tao steps out of the room tonight, tomorrow, tomorrow, You will definitely be punished by the lady tomorrow."

Zheng Xiu sighed softly in the darkness, and suddenly understood a lot.

"Then, go to sleep."

As soon as Zheng Xiu's thought arose, it faded away, and when he tasted it more carefully, he suddenly felt it was boring.

Xiaotao didn't know Zheng Xiu's mood at the moment, so she nodded happily, curled up in Zheng Xiu's arms like a well-behaved kitten, closed her eyes, and soon began to snore slightly.

The next day.

Three poles in the sun.

Zheng Xiu didn't fall asleep at all in the first half of the night, and only squinted for a while in the second half of the night.

When I woke up, I saw Xiao Tao rolling up her sleeves, exposing half of her lotus-root arm, holding a basin of hot water, and tiptoed open the door and walked in.

When Xiao Tao saw Zheng Xiu waking up, she remembered her boldness when "warming the bed" last night, her face turned red, and she subconsciously showed a small smile on her face. But after breathing, the smile on Xiao Tao's face turned into panic, and she was helpless and put the hot water basin on her face. On the table.

"Young master, it's Xiao Tao. Did you wake up the master and take a rest?"

"No."

Zheng Xiu rubbed his eyes and got up from the warm quilt, where the faint scent of virginity remained. Xiao Tao thoughtfully took a gown from the bedside and put it on Zheng Xiu.

"Sir, be careful of the cold."

Zheng Xiu looked up. When he saw Xiao Tao's attire clearly, he broke into a cold sweat and quickly opened the quilt.

Xiaotao looked like a girl yesterday, but she wore a woman's bun early this morning.

There was no little red flower medal on the sheets, so Zheng Xiu breathed a sigh of relief.

This time the misunderstanding is huge.

After getting dressed under Xiaotao's service, Zheng Xiu washed his face.

After hesitating for a while, Zheng Xiu decided to close the door tightly, pulled Xiao Tao to sit on the bed, and gave Xiao Tao a cryptic menstrual hygiene lesson.

Xiao Tao's parents died young. Normally, before a girl gets married, her mother would personally explain the wedding matters to her daughter who is about to get married. Xiao Tao missed this step and mistakenly thought that after the "warm quilt" last night, she was Zheng Xiu's person.

This is not okay, there is a big misunderstanding.

Zheng Xiu said that they only warmed up last night and did not have sex. After sex, it would hurt and redness would occur. If there was no pain or redness, it would not be considered sex.

Zheng Xiu also said categorically that he likes people aged 18 or above.

After finally finishing this physiological and hygiene science class, which was not vivid and had no illustrations, Zheng Xiu's forehead was covered with sweat and he felt more tired than the bridal chamber.

When Xiao Tao heard this, she was so confused that she was dumbfounded. She stared at her two clear eyes with tears in her eyes.

Then last night... you slept in vain?

Zheng Xiu thought that Xiao Tao was worried about Xie Luohe's punishment, so he smiled and touched the cute bun that Xiao Tao had tied up early in the morning, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if Xie Luohe punishes you, I will tell you."

Xiao Tao was still thinking about the question of "sleeping in vain or not".

Zheng Xiu walked out of the door and took a breath of fresh air.

"By the way, change the bun into a bun."

Zheng Xiu turned around and warned.

Xiao Tao was in the room, nodding in despair, with a confused look on her face.

I don’t know if it was because he was a painter, but Zheng Xiu looked down from a high position. Yunhe Village always gave him a sense of iron-blooded and cold sight. If he closed his eyes, if there was a painting in front of him, Zheng Xiu could even

Imagining the shades of ink, two or three strokes, and using black and white to outline the arrogant little world in front of me.

Xiao Tao said last night that because he was no threat at all, he could move freely in the village.

Sure enough, when the bandits in the village saw Zheng Xiu, they looked at Zheng Xiu with a wicked smile and did not stop him.

In the distance, Xiao Buping and Chu Chengfeng, their eyes full of bloodshot eyes, were shaking the cage loudly, as if they wanted to attract Zheng Xiu's attention.

There is no comparison between people. Zheng Xiu had a maid to keep his bed warm, but they froze in a cold iron cage all night and almost froze to death. Naturally, their moods were not much better.

"Here! Gongsun, come on!"

There was a shout, and Xie Yunliu, shirtless and sweating profusely, was eating a steamed bun not far away. When he saw Zheng Xiu coming, he picked up a steamed bun on the plate and threw it towards Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu caught it with his backhand, and Xie Yunliu said in surprise: "Hey, scholar, your skills are pretty good!"

"luck."

Zheng Xiu smiled and gnawed on the steamed bun. The steamed bun had already gone cold, but he was in the bandit village, so Zheng Xiu couldn't ask for more just to satisfy his hunger.

"Why are there so few people in the village today?"

Xie Yunliu was eating steamed buns, then raised a bucket of water and poured it into his mouth.

Beside him, there was an iron rod with heavy stones filled with poles at both ends. The iron rod was stained with sweat and shimmered.

Xie Yunliu lifted the heavy object easily and walked closer while lifting it. Looking at Zheng Xiu's dark circles and tired expression, he did not answer Zheng Xiu's question, but laughed: "Scholar, you worked hard last night!"

Work hard on your sister! Work hard!

Ah no, Feng Bei, that's not what I meant.

Zheng Xiu cursed secretly in his heart, but as soon as he cursed out of his mind, he remembered that the monk's current sister was Feng Bei, and he quickly paid attention.

I don't smelt copper.

Zheng Xiu thought in his mind, but he cupped his hands and said with a slight smile: "Xiao Tao is still a virgin, and I haven't gone beyond half a step."

"What!" When Xie Yunliu heard this, his face suddenly changed and he became angry: "You poor scholar! Don't be so shameless! Do you fucking look down on the wife that my sister has chosen for you?"

Xie Yunliu slammed the heavy object on the ground with a clang, and the ground suddenly cracked. His muscles were as hard as rock. Under Xie Yunliu's anger, a stream of heat steamed, and his sweat evaporated like water mist. Even if Zheng Xiu was not proficient in martial arts, he could see that

Xie Yunliu's heart was boiling with murderous intent at this moment, which was extremely terrifying.

Zheng Xiu's expression was still calm and he said: "Brother Xie has misunderstood. I like an older woman."

He expressed his preferences implicitly.

In other words, principles.

The implication is that Xiao Tao is too tender. It's not that Xiao Tao is bad, but his own problem.

"So you and that Xiao Buping are from the same family! I'm glad he's married!" Upon hearing this, Xie Yunliu suddenly realized, the murderous intent in his eyes faded away, and he was a little more stunned. He murmured to himself: "Oops! In this barren mountain, you let me

Where can I go to pull out a few green onions for you? No, no, I have to ask someone to do it quickly. Although green onions are hard to find, as long as you, the scholar, are willing, our Yunhe Village is not a vegetarian. At worst, we will make an exception.

I’ll go down the mountain and pull out some roots for you!”
To be continued...