Liu Lang thought about thousands of situations after doing this, thinking that this woman would cry, get angry, or sneer, and then say some sarcastic words, or that she would be like Qin Langjun, smiling and friendly on the surface, and even say something
Blame yourself and wait for a reaction.
In short, no matter how many things you do, I will remain unmoved and punish myself to make my determination clear.
However, what he didn't expect was that the lady didn't cry, fuss, be shy, fuss, or impatient. Instead, she stretched out her slender hand and pointed at him.
You don't look good.
Not pretty!
What doesn't look good?
Zhou Lang looked down at himself subconsciously. He had been thrown around by his father's eldest brother and masters since he could not walk. When he could walk, he began to practice martial arts and developed a good body. Every spring, when he rode and arched in Jinchi, he appeared on the stage.
Not only did he win a round of applause, but countless women's brocade handkerchiefs and sachets rained down.
It doesn’t look good! Would you like to see it?
No, no, he didn't let her see this!
The woman was still staring at him, and the maidservant beside her, who seemed shy, was also opening her fingers and peering through the gap.
Liu Lang collapsed in an instant and turned around subconsciously.
Cheng Jiaoniang's side was in chaos.
"What are you doing, Liulang? It's such a cold day." Mrs. Zhou shouted, crying and asking the servant girl to quickly put on clothes.
"Mother, please don't worry about it." Zhou Lang gritted his teeth, his face turned red and blue, and shook away the approaching servant girl. He took out the thorn stick and slapped his body hard.
Mrs. Zhou and other servants screamed in surprise.
"My son." Mrs. Zhou rushed over, hugged Liu Lang, and cried looking at the bright red whip marks on her body, "my son."
Although Liu Lang was a young man, he could not resist the entanglement of several women. After two or three attempts, the wattle tree was taken away and the cloak was wrapped around him.
"Rokuro, she is your sister. What can you say to your brothers and sisters?"
"...Wouldn't it be embarrassing for your sister if you act like this?"
"..You scared your sister..."
Mrs. Zhou hugged her son and scolded her while crying. Thinking that Cheng Jiaoniang was silent from the beginning to the end, any other woman would have either cried out of fear or been frightened and uneasy.
She raised her head and called Jiaojiao, looking down the corridor.
The woman had long since disappeared from the corridor.
Where are people?
Mrs. Zhou was stunned for a moment, and a servant girl quickly pointed to the room.
The door of the room was opened, and Cheng Jiaoniang could be seen sitting down inside. She was listening to the maidservant talking and looking around the room, looking leisurely and contented.
"Jiaojiao."
Mrs. Zhou pulled Zhou Lang into the house and sat him down on her knees.
Because he had no clothes on, his cloak spread out as he knelt, revealing his naked chest.
Cheng Jiaoniang looked away from the screen and stretched out her hand again.
"Take off all your clothes," she said, curling the corners of her mouth and pointing with a finger.
How can this woman speak?
Even though she was a woman, Mrs. Zhou was a little shy and hurriedly stretched out her hands to cover her son, which also disrupted what she was about to say.
"You are just fooling around and asking for forgiveness. How could your sister know this?" She scolded in a low voice.
Saturday Lang blushed.
"I'm here to apologize seriously, don't pretend to be stupid for me!" he shouted, raising his eyebrows and sitting upright.
"Does taking off your clothes mean you're apologizing?" Cheng Jiaoniang said, her expression dull and unresponsive, but she looked extremely serious and focused.
"You're still pretending to be stupid!" Zhou Lang blushed and simply stood up.
Mrs. Zhou pulled him off.
"Rokuro, what are you shouting for? How did she know this? You, a man, suddenly ran in front of this woman. Isn't it scary? Do you think she is your ordinary man?" She also shouted anxiously.
Zhou Lang didn't say anything, and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang with a stubborn face.
Do you think she is your ordinary man?
Cheng Jiaoniang also looked at him, with the corners of her mouth curled up.
Qin Langjun slapped his legs and laughed, causing the wine bowl on the table in front of him to shake.
In the room, Liu Lang was still shirtless, and a girl was applying ointment to the scars on his back from being whipped with thorns.
"I didn't expect you to come up with the idea of bearing a thorn to plead guilty." Qin Langjun said with a smile.
Liu Lang sat down on his knees, wondering if it was because of the burning pain from the ointment that his face and body were tense.
"I didn't expect that such a heroic apology in the snow would be turned into a young lady teasing a young man." Qin Langjun said again, picking up the wine bowl and taking a sip, "And it was the young lady who shamed the young man away.
Lang."
This time, even the girl behind Liu Lang couldn't hold back her laughter, and she quickly fell to the ground and admitted her mistake.
Saturday Lang ignored her and drove her out with a wave of his hand.
"It's so silly to pretend." He sneered.
"So what?" Qin Langjun asked, "Since you can pretend to be reckless and rude, she can also pretend to be stupid."
"Regardless of whether she was pretending to be stupid or just stunned, she still entered my house." Saturday Lang said with a snort.
Before he finished speaking, Qin Langjun grabbed the crutch beside him and hit it hard.
His attack was quite powerful. Although it could not hurt Liu Lang, it still surprised Liu Lang.
"Sangzi, you're crazy! Why are you beating me?" he yelled, glaring.
"I'm going too far to bully you, a barbarian like you!" Qin Langjun said with a glare. He picked up the wine bowl with one hand and drank it all in one gulp. He grabbed the crutch with the other hand and hit him again.
Liu Lang was naked from the waist up. Even though his muscles were strong, he did not want to be beaten in vain.
"You're going to drink wine as soon as you come here, and you'll go crazy after eating it!" he said, getting up and running away.
But Qin Langjun didn't stop, raising the crutch in his hand to chase him.
"You're a barbarian, you've bullied others too much, you've bullied others too much, I feel so bad! It's hard to recover without beating you!" He shouted, and then called the boy, insisting on helping himself to get up and chase after Liulang.
This excitement made the girls and boys very uneasy. They didn't know how to make a fuss properly.
Qin Langjun has always been elegant and rarely speaks loudly. At this time, he went crazy and chased Liu Lang while drinking.
"Who did I bully?" Zhou Lang was also a little confused. Could it be that he really drank too much? Why was he angry at home? But who could make him angry?
"You, you bullied me." Qin Langjun shouted. Unexpectedly because of the drunkenness, his eyes turned red and he smashed out the crutch in his hand.
Of course, Liu Lang would not be hit by him, so he took a step away and frowned.
"If you bully the wife of the Cheng family, you are also bullying me." Qin Langjun stumbled to the ground and said loudly.
What? Saturday Lang has a black face.
"You, who do you think she is!" He couldn't help but muttered. Could it be that the joke he made last time really got to his heart?
Qin Langjun raised his head to look at him and sneered.
"She? She is me, I am her, a fallen person in the world." He said, standing up, "I, I want to see her."
The girl and the boy were shocked.
This, this is not good.
"Madam, Madam, Qin Langjun drank too much and went to Mrs. Cheng's place with the Sixth Young Master."
The maid hurriedly called over, and Mrs. Zhou jumped up again not long after she sat down in fright.
It was easy to send Liu Lang away, and he said a lot of good things. Finally, Mrs. Cheng didn't cry or say anything about leaving. Why did this bastard lure people away again?
It’s just my brothers and sisters, but this Qin Langjun is my nephew!
Mrs. Zhou was full of anger.
This person didn't feel at ease when he got him back, but instead became even more upset.
"Hurry up, hurry up and stop me," she shouted as she hurried out.
At this time, Qin Langjun and Liu Zhoulang had arrived at Cheng Jiaoniang's door.
The maid standing in the corridor saw it and turned around quickly.
"Madam, the naked person is here again." She screamed, raising her hands as if she was going to cover her eyes the next moment.
Zhou Lang staggered at the shout.
This shameless maid!
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It’s the end of the month and I’m starting to ask for votes. Don’t blame me for being annoying. The pay is pretty good. I’ve updated it and I’m asking for votes. It shouldn’t be too much. (To be continued)
