Wang Xian's last words were like a knife stabbing Baoyin Qiqige's chest. The pain caused her face to turn pale and her delicate body to tremble involuntarily. When Wang Xian saw her covering her face, there seemed to be crystal sparks between her fingers.
With tears in his eyes, he sighed and said, "Are you okay?"
Baoyinqiqige giggled and said, "I just want to belittle myself, can you care?" She stood up and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Wang Xian asked hurriedly.
"Go find a man..." Baoyin's voice was full of self-abasement.
"You're not allowed to go." Wang Xian quickly stood up and stopped him: "Are you crazy? There are people outside."
"Get out of the way", the long, dark, satin-like hair covered Bao Yin Qiqi Ge's face, so that neither her eyes nor her expression could be seen.
When Wang Xian refused, she walked around him. Wang Xian went to pull her, but she pushed him away. Wang Xian had to wrap his arms around her. Baoyinqiqige struggled hard, but she couldn't.
Opening, all kinds of negative emotions finally burst out, and she started to scream. Wang Xian, with quick eyesight and quick hands, quickly covered her mouth.
Baoyinqiqige couldn't scream, so she bit Wang Xian's hand. The pain made his face deformed, but he remained motionless and let her bite... Finally, she stopped struggling and lay in Wang Xian's arms.
He started sobbing.
Wang Xian patted her back gently, but Baoyin cried even more painfully.
Wang Xian didn't know how to comfort her, because he didn't know what kind of emotion led her to behave so abnormally tonight. He could only hold her and pat her back gently, hoping that she would be quiet.
He came down. But she kept crying, beating him while crying, and smearing his body with tears and nose. Wang Xian saw that it was not an option to continue crying, so he had to say: "Let's have a drink. As the saying goes, drinking can drown your sorrows."
, a drunkenness can solve a thousand worries."
This idea sounded good. Baoyin finally controlled his emotions, wiped his tears with his sleeves, and sat at the table with his red and swollen eyeballs.
In order to prevent the aunt from getting angry again, Wang Xian had no choice but to serve him wholeheartedly. He arranged the dishes to go with the wine, opened the wine jar, and poured it into the jug. "The stamina of the mare's kumis is too strong, so it's not suitable to drink too much. I'd better drink some Dukang."
Let's go." After saying that, he took the wine bottle and went to pour wine for her.
"I don't want a wine cup," Baoyinqiqige waved her hand and knocked the wine cup to the ground, and said willfully: "I want to use a wine bowl, a big bowl."
"It's hard to have sex after drinking too much." Wang Xian advised kindly, but seeing that she was about to get angry again, he quickly surrendered and said: "Okay, use a bowl, use a bowl." He had to find two porcelain bowls and fill them half full.
"It's full," Baoyin insisted, and Wang Xian had no choice but to fill it up for her. She picked up the wine bowl and drank it down, but the Dukang was not the soft-tasting mare's kumiss, so it choked her and caused her to cough violently.
"Don't be anxious, drink slowly." Wang Xian said with a smile. He felt like he was back in his previous life, when he was getting drunk on those young, frivolous and ignorant girls in the bar.
Under Wang Xian's encouragement, Baoyin drank one bowl after another, and drank most of the jar in one go. His whole face was on fire, his head felt as big as a bucket, and he couldn't speak well, but he finally opened his heart and confided in him.
He stood up: "Although I am a member of the Borjigit clan, before Mahamu found our brothers and sisters, I was just an ordinary little girl. My biggest dream was to marry an unparalleled hero one day.
On the day of the wedding, he rode on a snow-white divine horse and walked on the flowers all over the ground, came to my tent and sang the most beautiful love song..."
Wang Xian comforted him softly: "Who didn't dream when they were young? I still dreamed of marrying a princess, but now I don't take it seriously anymore."
"But since I was a teenager, I have accompanied my brother to Oarabe, and I have been surviving under the threat of Mahamu every day." Baoyin burst into tears and said, "What has always supported me is this colorful dream.
"As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Wang Xian with tearful eyes, "This is my hope, future happiness. Do you know how much I hope there is a great hero who can protect me, be considerate of me, and let me sleep peacefully?"
"
"I... understand a little bit." Wang Xian chewed the beef hard and said, "You continue."
"But after tonight, this dream is shattered," Bao Yin said in a voice like a cuckoo weeping blood: "In the ending of this ridiculous farce, I am the worst offender. After tonight, in the eyes of others, I will become a woman. After that,
Some days, I will still become a laughing stock." She bit her lower lip tightly until it bled and said, "Rather than being misunderstood, I might as well be honest, so that I don't have to feel aggrieved even if I am ridiculed.
"
"Uh" Wang Xian choked, but he also understood why Baoyin was so sad, and sighed softly: "Then why did you come here?"
"In order to save my people, I have no choice..." Baoyin looked at Wang Xian with tears on her face, "In Mongolia, they say that the Han people are treacherous and ungrateful. Can we believe you?"
"Whether you believe it or not, I am actually a good person." Wang Xian smiled lightly and said, "You should have a deep understanding of this tonight."
Under the candlelight, Wang Xian's smile was warm and pure, and his voice seemed to have a soothing effect on people's hearts. Baoyinqiqige looked at him with blurred eyes and said: "You are really weird. You are usually perverted and bad, hateful."
The person who wanted to see your head off has now become a gentleman."
Wang Xianxin said, "Gentlemen are nothing. I can only control my lower body."
"I'm going to be drunk." After a while, Baoyinqiqige's hair was messy and her cheeks were flushed and she said: "Help me go to bed."
Hearing this, Wang Xian felt as if he had been granted amnesty, and hurriedly put up one of her arms. Unexpectedly, the drunk Baoyin refused to cooperate, and kept scratching his chest with that arm. There was no other way, so Wang Xian had no choice but to hold her up, laughing and scolding her.
He said: "Guishan women are really not light." From Baoyinqiqige's revelation just now, he already knew that this Mongolian girl is half Central Asian, and she is a descendant of the famous Kushan beauty.
Laying Baoyin gently on the bed, Wang Xian pulled the quilt to cover her, but for some unknown reason, she was exposed to a pair of snow-white and crystal-clear feet. The toenails of the ten toes were all light red, like ten
A small petal is really as smooth as jade and as soft as satin.
A poem suddenly popped into Wang Xian's mind: "My feet are like frost, and I don't have crow's socks on," and then he swallowed again. He said that he would be full just from drinking his own saliva tonight.
He took a deep look at the girl, resisted the urge to pounce on her, picked up the mattress, and was about to make it on the floor. But he heard the beauty on the bed whisper softly: "You still have time to regret now..." Wang Xian suddenly looked back and saw Baoyin.
She bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes full of enchanting evil. What was even more unbearable was that her collar opened at some point, revealing a firm and round hemisphere that could be broken by blows, "After tonight
It’s too late to wait…”
"Hey, I have moral integrity." Wang Xian blew out the candle and covered his head with the quilt. He didn't know what was under the quilt.
In the second half of the night, Wang Xian slept on the ground, having erotic dreams one after another. It was almost dawn before he fell asleep. He slept soundly until about three o'clock in the morning, and was suddenly shaken awake by someone. He opened the door with difficulty.
At first glance, I saw Baoyin sitting on the edge of the bed with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, shaking herself with her feet.
"Are you awake?" Wang Xian rubbed his sleepy eyes, grinned and was about to speak, but he saw Baoyin Qiqi's face covered with frost and her eyes were murderous. He asked in a low voice: "What did you do to me last night?"
What?"
"No." Wang Xian thought about it carefully. At least in reality, he was even worse than Liu Xiahui last night. Of course, in spring dreams, there were no such rules.
"No?" Baoyin said with a vigilant look: "Then why did you make me drink so much?"
"I advise you to drink to drown your sorrows," Wang Xian said with a wry smile: "Have you forgotten what you did last night? You wiped your nose and tears all over others. I won't get you drunk.
It's gone, I'm like a big rag."
"Then why," Baoyin said with a blush, "I'm so... disheveled?"
"You have to ask yourself this kind of question," Wang Xian said helplessly: "Who seduced me last night and said that if I don't sleep with you, let me go out and find a man for you?"
"That's nonsense." Baoyin frowned, not believing that these words came out of her own mouth.
"Do I need to lie to you?" Wang Xian sat up and yawned repeatedly: "You are really lucky to meet a gentleman like me."
"So, you didn't take advantage of others' danger?" Baoyin said, looking at his expression carefully.
"Correction, last night was not called taking advantage of others," Wang Xian said sternly: "I should say that I was not dragged into the water by you."
"Really?" Baoyin looked at him suspiciously.
"If not, how could I sleep on the ground?" Wang Xian was also very angry. Damn it, you stinky bitch, you made me wash my underwear. He bounced up from the ground and was about to go back to his tent to wash up. But he bumped into him.
Enter Sana and a few maids. When they heard some movement outside, they came in with basin towels to wait on them.
"Where are you going, uncle?" Sana asked.
"Go back and wash your face, brush your teeth and put on your tub." Wang Xian said angrily.
"Uncle, you are joking. This is your residence. Of course you wash here." Sana said and asked the maids to sit him down, clean his face and comb his hair, and get busy. At the same time, she also served Baoyin Qiqige.
Wash your face and comb your hair. After washing, breakfast is served.
From the time the maid came in until the meal was finished, Baoyinqiqige didn't say a word to Wang Xian, she just rubbed her swollen head. It seemed that the hangover was quite powerful.
After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, the maid resigned, and Baoyin said coldly to Wang Xian: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper last night. Don't worry, I'm my old self again today."
"What do you mean 'I'm the same person again?'" Wang Xian said with wide eyes: "Don't forget what you promised me, you must respect me and don't let me get off the stage again..." He combined the promise with
Before Baoyin got married, she repeated the listed conditions.
"Are you finished?" Baoyin patiently listened to what he said and asked coldly.
"That's it." Wang Xian nodded.
"Get out." Baoyin pointed at the door of the yurt with her chin and said, "I want to catch up on my sleep."
“I also want to catch up on my sleep.”
"You can sleep wherever you like, but no one is allowed here." Waking up from a once-in-a-lifetime weakness and indulgence, Bao Yin Qiqi Ge completely returned to her original self.
"You obviously forgot." Wang Xian muttered depressedly. A good man would not fight with a woman, so he went back to his tent to change his pants.
Baoyin kept watching his leaving figure with a slight smile in her eyes.