Leg length is her greatest strength. For some men, leg length is more important than big breasts and beauty as the criterion for evaluating a woman.
Other people's legs can be used for a year, but Tang Yaoji's legs can be used for a lifetime.
Of course, Tang Ning is not such a person. To him, it doesn't matter whether the legs are long or not. Even if Tang Yaojing's legs are a few millimeters shorter, he will still like them just the same.
Tang Yaoyao looked at him and said angrily: "Can long legs be considered an advantage?"
Tangning thought about it carefully and said, "Your name is also longer than hers..."
Tang Yaoyao crossed her chest with her hands, looked at him, and asked: "Except for my legs and name, don't I have any other advantages compared to her?"
Tang Yaoyao has no breasts, so she rarely makes the gesture of crossing her chest with her hands. When she makes this gesture, Tang Ning must be careful.
Tangning thought about it seriously and said, "You are younger than her, richer than her, and... have longer legs than her."
It takes courage for any woman to compare with Su Mei. He really didn't want to attack Tang Yaojing, so he stood up and said, "It's getting late, go back to your room and rest early..."
Long legs were not considered a strength at all, let alone being rich. Unexpectedly, her only advantage was youth. Tang Yaoyao glanced at Tang Ning and said, "You can sleep by yourself, I don't want to sleep with you tonight."
After saying that, she glared at him fiercely and turned back to her room.
"I never thought you would like someone who is young, rich and has long legs." Su Mei came over from behind, looked at him, and asked, "Have you been making plans for Yaoyao for a long time?"
Tang Ning shook her head and said, "You don't understand. Young people have youthful innocence, and older people have older charms."
Su Mei looked at him and asked: "In your heart, am I young or old?"
"You are somewhere between the two." Tang Ning looked at her and said, "Sometimes you are pure, sometimes you are charming. You don't seem too young, nor are you too charming... It is the best time in a woman's life.
.”
"Although I like to hear what you say, you still have to sleep alone tonight." Su Mei smiled at him and said, "I will sleep with her tonight."
When Su Mei was not the fourth lady, Tangning would sleep with whomever she wanted. Today she would accompany Su Mei and tomorrow she would accompany Yaoyao. After she became the fourth lady, he could only sleep alone. How could this happen in the world?
The truth?
But there was nothing he could do about it, and he watched helplessly as Su Mei walked into Tang Yaoyao's room and closed the door.
The scene of Su Huxu and Tang Yaoying lying on the same bed was so beautiful that Tang Ning could not imagine it.
Fairy Tang is not sleeping well and her legs and feet are not sleeping well. What will happen when they wake up tomorrow morning?
Will they take off their clothes to compare whose legs are longer?
Thinking about it, it shouldn't happen, although Tang Ning was quite looking forward to seeing such a scene.
within the room.
Tang Yaoyao and Su Mei were sitting side by side on the bed. They were both wearing only underpants and bellybands. Their four long white legs were arranged together. After comparing them, Su Mei said, "It seems like they are really yours."
a little longer……"
Tang Yaoyao secretly glanced at Su Mei's bellyband, curled her lips and said, "There's nothing special about having long legs..."
Su Mei looked at her and asked, "Don't you think tall women look pleasing to the eye?"
Tang Yaoyao asked suspiciously: "Is there any?"
"Of course." Su Mei nodded and said: "A woman's beauty consists of three parts in her face and seven parts in her figure. If a beauty comes from a distance, the first thing a man will see must be her figure, and this
Men will like people who have 70% body shape and 50% legs, and slender legs.”
Tang Yaoyao thought about it carefully and felt that what she said seemed to make sense.
If Su Huxu's legs are one foot shorter, then it will be useless no matter how beautiful she is...
If Su Huhu's upper body is given to her, will the most beautiful woman in the capital change hands?
Su Mei didn't notice that Tang Yaoyao was distracted, and continued: "Not only that, many men actually have a different kind of fetish for women's legs, and even ignore their looks because of this..."
Tang Yaoyao suddenly broke into a sweat and said, "Hey, how could there be such a person..."
Su Mei looked at her slender legs and said, "So, now you know how tempting your legs are to men, right?"
Only then did Tang Yaoyao realize that her strengths that Tang Ning just mentioned were not just nonsense. No wonder he always secretly looked at her legs when sleeping at night...
She blushed and secretly spat in her heart: "Bah, shameless..."
Su Mei reached out and touched her legs, admiring: "Your pair of slender legs, let alone men, even us women cannot resist..."
Tang Yaoyao's face turned completely red and she said loudly: "No touching!"
Su Mei said: "You won't lose any meat if you touch it, don't be so stingy..."
Tang Yaoyao said angrily: "Then I'll touch you too!"
After a while, Su Mei's shy voice came from the bed, "Where are you touching!"
Tang Yaoyao was unconvinced and said: "Who made yours so big..."
Tang Ning was standing at the door. He had just cooked some noodles and wanted to ask them if they wanted to have some midnight snacks. When he gestured to knock on the door, he heard the conversation coming from inside and froze on the spot.
He was already a little sleepy, but at this moment he was awake, and he was getting more and more awake...
There were two ladies in the room, but he could only keep company with the full moon in the sky. Tangning walked to the yard, looked up at the sky, and realized that even the moon was covered by clouds...
…
Since a month ago, the atmosphere in the capital has suddenly become tense when going to the court and going down to the market.
Although there was no explicit announcement from the imperial court, some news spread from the upper echelons and soon spread throughout the capital, spreading to the surrounding areas at an extremely fast speed.
The grasslands in the north are pressing hard, Xiaowan is ready to move in the west, and there are rebellious parties in the south of the Yangtze River that are planning to commit rebellion. With enemies on three sides, the Chen State has never encountered such an embarrassing situation since the founding of the country.
While resisting the invasion from the northwest, the imperial court also had to stabilize the south of the Yangtze River. No matter which one of them went wrong, the Chen State would face a moment of life and death.
Although the people in the capital live a comfortable and stable life, the premise of all this is that the Chen State is stable. Once the Chen State falls into war and overturns the nest, there will be no eggs left, and their good days will come to an end.
All the people are waiting for good news.
Whether it is in the northwest or the south, as long as a piece of good news comes, it can calm people's hearts.
These days, the people in Beijing are all looking forward to it. They stand guard at the city gate, waiting for a good news that may not come, day after day...
Someone with a clever mind set up a tea stall outside the city gate, offering a pot of tea for one penny. The tea stall had constant customers from morning to night.
At the tea stall, there were mostly scribes who were simply dressed but well washed. Most of them had read books. Although they failed in the imperial examination, they were more concerned about the country and the people than ordinary people.
A middle-aged scribe took a sip of tea, looked away from the endless official road, and sighed: "God bless me, Da Chen, I can survive this difficulty..."
"I'll definitely survive it!"
"Your Majesty has increased troops to the northwest, and they will definitely be able to guard the border!"
"Master Tang is in Jiangnan, and there won't be any trouble in Jiangnan..."
"Yes, Mr. Tang will be unlucky wherever he goes. This time it is finally the turn of the traitors in Jiangnan. Can they defeat the broom star?"
…
Everyone at the tea stall spoke one after another. Although they were worried, their tone was quite firm.
At this moment, an old man led a strong man to the tea stall and asked: "Excuse me, old man, how to get to Ping'an County Government Office?"
"Enter the city, go straight north, cross two streets, and there are two stone lions in front of the door." A scribe pointed to the city gate and asked, "Why do you go to the county government office?"
The old man hunched his back, pointed at the man, and said: "I heard that the barbarians are coming in. My second son has no other abilities but is very strong. I want him to follow the soldiers and go to the northwest to kill some barbarians.
It’s better than farming at home…”
When the scribe heard this, he immediately stood in awe, cupped his hands and said, "If everyone can be like my father-in-law, then King Chen will be invincible, so why should he be afraid of the barbarians from the northwest?"
The old man grinned and said: "Only by killing barbarians can we farm the land safely. This old man understands this..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was suddenly a rapid sound of horse hooves coming from the official road ahead.
A puff of smoke and dust rose in the distance on the official road, and a light horse galloped over. When it reached the city gate, there was no sign of slowing down. The knight on the horse waved his whip, and the horse went faster. He stayed close to the horse.
Back, while reminding the crowd, he shouted loudly: "Jiangnan good news!"
As he passed by the tea stall, another burst of smoke was raised, and some of the dust fell into the tea bowl, soiling the tea, but no one scolded him.
Everyone stood there in a daze, looking at the direction in which he disappeared, excitement and excitement gradually showing on their faces.
The old man took out his ears, looked at the scribe, and asked, "My dear, what did he shout just now?"
"Good news from Jiangnan, good news from Jiangnan..." The scribe's face was filled with excitement. He grabbed the old man's shoulders, shook them vigorously, and said in a trembling voice: "Old man, we have won, we have won..."
