Last month was an 'unfortunate month' for brothers. Frequent troubles occurred at home, which will definitely affect my mood. There is no doubt about this. In addition, I can't communicate with my brothers here (I can't see the book review), so what are your opinions?
I couldn't absorb it either. I thought this book would be ruined like this... But Yangguang didn't expect that when I looked at it this morning, the flowers were proudly in the top ten! I was very moved! I added an update section to respect everyone!
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In this world, accidents happen every day.
Like an 80-year-old old woman who is pregnant again. Martians suddenly came to your bedside at midnight tonight. Prince Fujiwara, who thought there was no one around, was actually picked up after handing out his clothes.
Waiting and waiting, it is always so unexpected, but it does happen before our eyes.
After subconsciously handing over his clothes, Prince Fujiwara, who was ready to enjoy Nanzhao's play in the snow, suddenly realized that there would be no one around to bring him clothes, so he laughed a little at himself.
He smiled, shook his head and was about to retract his hand, but unexpectedly discovered: the dress he handed out was in someone's hand!
"Huh!?" Prince Fujiwara was suddenly startled. He quickly turned his head and saw a young man who was obviously more handsome than him, but had a bitter face, standing half a meter to the right behind him.
In that place, the eyes that looked at Nanzhao playing with snow while crawling on the ground were filled with 30% unbearability and 70% nastiness that said, "I'm so lucky."
"Who are you? How did you get here!" After seeing this young man who was not his subordinate at all, but looked familiar, Prince Fujiwara was so frightened that he just shouted these words.
I wanted to run out and call Sato, but I felt a tightness on the back of my neck, and then my feet left the ground.
Japan is a small country that advocates the spirit of Bushido and loves peace. Influenced by this spirit, Prince Fujiwara is not only a very capable judo master, but also can use both hands.
Although he has never encountered an 'opponent' in his swordsmanship due to his respected status as the Crown Prince, he is not the kind of person who has the slightest ability to resist. It would be useless to deal with three or five old aunts selling vegetables.
More than enough.
But this 'rarely met an opponent', but His Excellency the Prince, who subconsciously turned around and ran away when encountering an enemy, was picked up by someone grabbing the back of his neck. From this, it can be seen that the guy who grabbed him,
He should be a master among masters, right?
"Come here..." After Prince Fujiwara suddenly lifted into the air, he opened his mouth and was about to call someone, but he felt a sharp pain in his left waist and eye, which blocked his next words. There was no scream yet.
When he came out, he felt that a big hand that always smelled like feet suddenly covered his mouth, as if something that might be a pill rolled down his open mouth and into his esophagus.
It choked him so much that he almost lost his breath.
Prince Fujiwara was suddenly attacked by an unknown person. At this time, he had completely lost his mind. Nanzhao Xixue, who crawled over on the ground, did not see this at all and just babbled: "I am a person."
A bitch, I am a bitch, please master, please fuck me, I am... ugh!"
The uninvited guest who suddenly appeared, covered Prince Fujiwara's mouth with his left hand and dragged him towards the center of the living room.
After he heard Nanzhao Xixue, who was completely immersed in illusory desire, say these despicable words, he immediately frowned and cursed in a low voice, and then without any hesitation, he raised his right hand and slapped a palm
He chopped her on the neck.
After Nanzhao Xixue suffered a heavy blow, she only let out a groan of pain, then lay on the ground and fainted, but her body was still shaking.
After knocking Nanzhao Xixue unconscious to the ground, the uninvited guest raised his head and shouted to the second floor: "It's a bright night, why are you still writing ink there, why don't you come down quickly to take care of your daughter? You've numbed the neighbor next door.
, it’s all your fault for putting me in the servants’ room, which made me beat them unconscious before rushing over. But I didn’t expect that things had developed to this point. Damn it, what if I
If you come a moment late, wouldn't your good daughter be in big trouble?"
In the midst of this guy's chirping, Na Ye Cui Cui, who had been watching the situation below from the crack in the door, opened the door and ran out like his butt was on fire. He didn't even care if his clogs fell off: "Where am I?"
Did you think that the two servants would go to the east room? They usually live in the living room and guest room. I, I was even more frightened by Xi Xue suddenly becoming like this. Chu Yang, how could she do this?
What? Is it possessed by a ghost... Oops!"
That night, when Cui Cuan ran down the stairs in a hurry, her left foot accidentally stepped on a corner of her nightgown, and she screamed and rolled down the stairs.
Fortunately, the stairs and floors were covered with thick Persian handmade carpets, which prevented her from getting a bloody head.
This guy who appeared like a magic general and liked to chirp was none other than Chu Yang who sneaked into the villa hiding in the trunk of the bright car that night.
After seeing the painful look on Na Ye Cui Can's face after he got up from the ground, Mr. Chu cursed with no trace of pity and pity: "You even fell down the stairs, you are so stupid!
"
"Aren't I too nervous? Ah, Xi Xue, Xi Xue, what's wrong with you!" Na Ye Cuichan put her right hand on her waist and eyes, limped to Nanzhao Xixue, sat on the ground and hugged her.
pregnant
Inside, a hand gently patted her face and whispered her name.
"There's nothing wrong with her, she's just given a little aphrodisiac. You can get her into the room first, and then get her some ice water to wipe her body and cool down. There shouldn't be a big problem," Chu Yang said.
words
At that time, he dragged Prince Fujiwara's left hand and threw him on the sofa with great force.
Because Prince Fujiwara wants to do something good tonight, his close men will not be stupid enough to come and peek and eavesdrop. They will all patrol outside the villa, as long as he is not standing in the yard killing pigs.
He was shouted out, slapped, kicked and stabbed in the living room of the villa. No one outside could really hear him, so Chu Yang threw him out so boldly.
That night, Bright, who had been hiding behind the bedroom door on the second floor, saw that her daughter, who used to be more elegant than a royal princess, suddenly turned into a slut who spoke obscene words.
She was so frightened that she thought she was possessed by a demon.
At this time, after hearing Chu Yang say that her daughter had just been poisoned by an aphrodisiac, she let go of her heart. When she looked up, she happened to see Prince Fujiwara being thrown out like a sack. She had intentions.
I wanted to remind my little lover not to make things too big, but after I felt that my daughter was still twisting her waist while she was in a coma, I immediately gave up this worry and wanted to take a kitchen knife to the Prince Pavilion.
If you chop off the chicks and chickens, you won't care about them anymore.
But Chu Yang asked her to get her daughter to the room alone. With Sister Ye's physical condition, how could she carry her daughter to the bedroom on the second floor? So she had no choice but to grab Nanzhao Xixue's shoulders,
With his butt stuck out, Fen Li was dragged to the bedroom next to the living room.
Prince Fujiwara, who was thrown on the sofa and rolled to the ground, groaned and quickly got up from the ground. Before he had time to look up, someone from Chu followed him and walked over.
He stomped him to the ground, then stepped on his neck, which made him feel very uncomfortable when he turned his head to the side, and he couldn't speak even more awkwardly: "Who are you?!"
"I'm your father... Damn, I don't want to have a son with dirty thoughts like you." Chu Yang opened his mouth and spat in Prince Fujiwara's face, then let go of his feet and sat down.
On the sofa, he crossed his legs and lit a cigarette.
Prince Fujiwara was really frightened at this time, but after all, he was the first heir to the Emperor of Japan, and he was also the kind of master who had seen the world. After the leather shoe was taken away from his head, he was very
Wisely, he chose not to yell or jump up and run, but took a deep breath to suppress the fear in his heart, and then slowly sat up from the ground.
In fact, Prince Fujiwara is very smart: Let alone Japan now, no one dares to assassinate him privately even if he is in other countries. After all, no one is willing to risk the outbreak of war without having to kill him.
He, the prince with only representative significance, was killed. What's more, he was in the Nanzhao family's seaside villa at this time. If something happened to him, the Japanese side would definitely be able to follow the Nanzhao family's line to find out the truth.
. So, the first thing he needs to do now is to figure out who the guy in front of him is and what he is here for.
When Prince Fujiwara sat up from the ground, looking at his sinister eyes, Chu flicked the ashes of his cigarette in a graceful manner, not caring that the expensive Persian carpet on the floor would be burned.
Bad, just smiled and said: "Your Excellency, I think your biggest problem now is not wondering how I appeared here, nor is it trying to figure out what I just gave you.
But thinking about who I am, right?"
From the corner of his eye, he watched the night when Nanzhao Xixue was dragged into the guest room and the door was closed. Prince Fujiwara nodded with a sinister look in his eyes: "Yes, I think we should have met somewhere, because
You look very familiar to me, but I can’t remember when I’ve seen you.”
"Hoho." Mr. Chu shrugged and laughed evilly, pointing at Prince Fujiwara with his toes: "Okay, you are on the verge of death, and if you can still maintain such composure, you are worthy of being the Emperor of Japan.
The identity of the prince."
Although Prince Fujiwara looked very embarrassed at this time, after hearing Chu Yang say these words, he immediately said with pride in his chest: "We, the people of the Japanese Empire, whether they are royal nobles or
Traffickers and foot soldiers all have a samurai spirit that would rather die than surrender..."
With a bang..., as soon as Prince Fujiwara said this, Chu's raised leg suddenly grew, and he kicked him on the chin, knocking him to the ground: "I
Grass, what kind of dog
You fucking Bushido spirit? Stop using this stuff to show off to me! If you were really that kind of purebred samurai, would you give a girl the kind of medicine that is only used by animals? Well, I always heard that before.
People say that Koreans are shameless and Japanese are inhumane, but today I realized that this statement is not quite right, because you are shameless and inhumane.”
As he was cursing, Chu Yang remembered the scene when Nanzhao was playing with the snow just now. He didn't know what was going on, but he felt irritated. He jumped up from the sofa with a loud sound, and in one step, the corner of his mouth was bleeding.
When Prince Fujiwara arrived, he reached out and grabbed his hair, slapped him on the cheek without even a cent.