Three hundred and fortieth chapters Qian Qian to heart (5)
A woman's body is like anesthetic. The general effect is to distract yourself, so that you can forget the pain in pleasure.
Not only did Shi Yong burst out old wounds on his chest, but he also added a few more scratches behind him. He didn't realize it during the incident, but he realized the scorching and heart-wrenching pain afterwards!
Qianqian was pillowing Shi Yong's arms, and her body was also full of ecstasy "scars". She burst into tears and was a little afraid to accept reality. Just two days later, she did these things with a man of unknown origin. She seemed to think she was a slutty woman... No, she had become a real woman.
As she thought about it, tears turned into sobs. She hugged Shi Yong helplessly, crying so hard that she was helpless.
Shi Yongke had never encountered such a situation. In the past, women would joke with him, but how could they be like Qianqian who is crying now?
He couldn't bear to be hurt, so he gently wiped away Qianqian's tears and comforted him: "Miss Zhang, don't worry, it was true that I lied to you to enter the bridal chamber before, but it was true that I would be responsible to you."
Qianqian pouted and shook her head.
"What does shaking your head mean? Don't you want me to be responsible? - That's really great..."
Qianqian couldn't speak, and she looked like a child who was wronged. She simply turned her head and refused to pay attention to Shi Yong again.
Shi Yong owed his body, held his head and said leisurely: "I look out the window and it's time to have supper. Go and cook and bring the medicine..."
Qianqian was so angry that she kicked her back, but accidentally kicked Shi Yong's crotch. "Ouch!" Shi Yong was in pain and shouted: "Zhang Qianqian, are you trying to break my son and grandson?"
Qianqian was ashamed and ashamed, but she was afraid of looking back, so she was at a loss when she covered her face.
This kick hurt so much that it didn't hurt, but it kicked Shi Yong's anger on the right way. The woman on the bed happened to have not left. He hugged Qianqian's slender waist and said ambiguously in front of his ear: "I'm hungry, but it's in full spirit... Miss Zhang is about to work hard."
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Then Qianqian learned her lesson. After "they" were not energetic, she wrapped her clothes and jumped out of the bed, and quickly escaped from the room.
Shi Yong didn't think where could she go to the wilderness in the middle of the night? Sure enough, a burst of smoke floated into the room, followed by a burst of fragrant vegetables...
After half an hour of busy work, Qianqian ran back and forth seven or eight times, and the dishes on the table were served four or five times. Finally, she brought two bowls of white rice before standing at the table properly.
There are as many rules in the northwest as in the southwest. Women's family have to wait for men to take a seat before they can take a seat, and they cannot even make it. This shows that Qianqian really regards Shi Yong as her family.
There were five dishes on the table, and five dishes were all meat, and even those living in the town did not dare to eat this.
"I forgot that you went to the town today, but you didn't expect to buy so much meat," Shi Yong sat down, looked at the table of dishes, and sighed: "It's a pity that there are good meat, and without good wine, the biggest disadvantage."
Qianqian pointed at the wound on his chest and signaled: You have injuries and can't drink.
Shi Yong waved his hand and smiled, "So your girls in the northwest don't understand our men in the southwest. If you are injured, you have to drink to get better!"
Qianqian squeezed her eyebrows, half-believing and half-doubting. She had never been to the southwest and of course she didn't know the charm.
Shi Yong saw the clues and blinked his eyes and asked, "Does Qianqian have wine?"
Qianqian hesitated for a moment, but nodded.
Shi Yong's eyes lit up! Wine! It's so drunk! He feels uneasy if he doesn't drink it for a day!
"Go and get it quickly, go!"
Seeing that he was so fanatic, Qianqian had to get it up and get it, but in a while she held a foot of the celadon old altar.
Before the old man was opened, a strong smell of peach blossoms filled the whole room. This is the real pure peach blossom brew!
Shi Yong swallowed his saliva, don’t say he was a drunkard, he would say he was an alcoholic!
Qianqian couldn't bear to swallow it all. This wine was brewed by his father a long time ago. He said that he would take out his daughter Hong when she got married. This is a strong wine, and ordinary people can only drink three cups. And only fools believe that drinking in the southwest can heal the effects of drinking!
So she only took two tea cups, filled them up and put the old pot aside, then gave one to herself and one to Shi Yong, indicating that no one was allowed to drink!
Shi Yong didn't think he could only drink a glass of wine tonight, so he was not in a hurry, holding the quilt and holding his cheek, neither moving his chopsticks nor drinking. Qianqian was a little puzzled, and picked up two pieces of meat for Shi Yong, then kissed and patted the table, and made a gesture of eating.
Shi Yong scratched his head, glanced at the wine in his hand, and suddenly asked Qianqian: "Miss Zhang, do you think I'm difficult to serve?"
Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, and he could understand the meaning of it himself.
Shi Yong smiled miserably, approached Qianqian and stuffed the wine glass into his hand. However, he picked up the wine in front of Qianqian, crossed his hands and said, "I wonder if Miss Zhang has heard of Heyijiu? Drinking this wine with both hands, you and me will become a true couple."
Qianqian held up the wine and didn't dare to drink it. Instead, she dipped it on the table and wrote: "Are you really willing to marry a mute wife?"
Shi Yong said: "Although I don't believe in God's will, this is indeed God's will."
Qianqian also knew that God's will was difficult. She and Shi Yong looked at each other for a moment, and the two drank this lingering glass of merry wine together.
"Pu!" The wine glass slid from Qianqian's hand and broke all over the ground. She threw herself into Shi Yong's arms, and the person was drunk and his heart was also drunk.
"You saved my life, and it's the kind of woman I like. If I keep you, it will only become a concern in my heart, so I will take you away," Shi Yong sighed and put down his wine glass. Regardless of whether Qianqian could hear it or not, he said gently: "The men in the southwest are actually very gentle. I can teach you to serve me with other purposes, because I am a person who reciprocates. If you serve me for three days, I will take care of you for the rest of your life."
Qianqian did not hear these love words from the general's mouth, she was already asleep and snoring.
Shi Yong held her onto the bed, carefully covered her quilt and pushed the door out.
The night was as cold as water, scary and terrifyingly quiet as the old tree in front of the door looked like a demon and monster born. Shi Yong looked back at Qianqian who was sleeping in the room. It was hard to believe how a woman had survived these countless terrifying nights in the past?
He returned to the house with concern, closed the windows, blew out the lights, and finally locked the door when he went out.
He accelerated his pace again and searched for his own halberd along the stream, which was also to prepare for tomorrow's departure.
The moon splashes on the galaxy, and the light and shadow spread. The stream is like a mirror, reflecting the things in the sky, but the clearer it becomes, the less clear the things at the bottom of the stream.
Shi Yong was quite disappointed. Maybe he was stupid to come to find something at night. So he returned the same way, but the more he walked, he felt less at ease, and his right eyelid was pounding!
"Is something wrong with Qianqian?"
Chapter completed!