Hearing Shen Lang's teasing, Leng Yanji immediately threw away half of the long pole in displeasure, and said depressedly: "It's not my fault, it's just that this thing is too weak. In my opinion, the long pole should be made of gold and iron stone.
In this way, there will be no break."
"It won't break, but you are so strong that the boat will be overturned by you." Shen Lang looked at Leng Yanji's depressed look, but he smiled even more happily. After all, he could see the Saintess coming out.
Embarrassing, this kind of thing doesn't happen often.
"It's not fun, I won't play anymore." Leng Yanji blushed and felt a little embarrassed, so she didn't want to continue playing this boating game with Shen Lang.
But Shen Lang took out another pair of oars and asked tentatively: "How about you try this again? Maybe rowing with oars is not a bad idea."
Leng Yanji didn't want to try again, but when she saw Shen Lang's provocative gaze, she still took the oar because she felt that Shen Lang was challenging her, and someone as strong as her would never
Not afraid of any challenge.
The paddle is indeed much stronger than the long pole, because it is no longer a bamboo pole, but made of tough fir wood. The upper end is a round rod, which is easier to hold, and the lower end is a plate to deflect water.
It is softer than stone, so Leng Yanji doesn't have to worry about breaking the oar when using it to move water.
Using an oar to row a boat and using the reaction of water to make the boat move forward is a principle that everyone understands, but even if we understand it, when we actually do it, it always seems to be more difficult than imagined.
Because Leng Yanji was rowing to the east, the boat was about to swing to the west. She was rowing to the west, and the boat was swinging to the east. For a while, the boat was swaying this way and that, but it just didn't follow her will.
The more this happened, the more anxious she became, and she used more and more strength until water splashed all around her...
When Shen Lang saw this, he couldn't help but snickered again, thinking that the Holy Lady was really impatient.
And then...then he got beaten.
"You still dare to read my jokes, right?"
“It’s amazing to know how to row a boat, right?”
"You took me boating, and you deliberately laughed at my jokes. Do you think you were looking for a beating?"
Leng Yanji lost the oar, held down Shen Lang and gave her a beating, then angrily carried Shen Lang and flew up to the shore. The meaning she expressed was undoubtedly very simple.
If you dare to laugh at me, I'll beat you up. And if I don't think rowing is fun, then you won't want to do it in the future either...
After landing on the shore, Shen Lang was still very depressed. While rubbing his forehead, he was still thinking: What the hell is this!
"Young Master just wanted to eat something to eat after dinner, but why did he encounter such a sudden and bloody disaster?"
"Besides, can this little girl blame me for not being good at rowing? Did she want to try it herself? Are you being unreasonable?"
Looking at Shen Lang's indignant look, Leng Yanji was also a little unhappy and thought to herself: "This guy is just a stupid piece of wood, right? I am already very tired. Instead of resting, I will accompany you rowing. This has already been done."
You are so generous. I don’t know how to row, but you taught me step by step! It’s okay if you don’t teach me, but you are still laughing at me. I deserve to beat you to death.”
However, he had already been beaten, and Leng Yanji thought it was okay to give this guy a good beating. It was really satisfying, so all the resentment in her heart disappeared, and she deliberately asked jokingly: "Do you feel that you are wronged? I
What you did was unreasonable?"
Shen Lang said: "What? You feel guilty and want to apologize? Let me tell you, apologizing is useless, I will not forgive you!"
Leng Yanji didn't take it seriously, and the smile on her face became a little brighter: "No, don't think too much, I just want to tell you that in the future, whenever I feel unhappy, I will beat you."
After saying this, Leng Yanji walked directly into the door.
But Shen Lang couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "What a sin! What a sin! It's so unlucky to marry such a violent woman! Fortunately, it was just a fake marriage... No! A fake marriage won't work either. In her hands, everything will be done in just one day.
What should I do if I have an unlucky day and can't beat her again and again?"
But Leng Yanji's voice came from the room again: "What are you doing at the door? Come in."
Shen Lang stepped into the door. At this time, Leng Yanji was already lying on the bed comfortably, and she had also changed into a lighter pajamas. Under the dim light, the curves of her body were outlined in an extremely moving way.
But Shen Lang couldn't think of any other ideas at all, and sat far away from the bed, as if he was trying to keep a distance from this violent witch.
But Leng Yanji was lying on her side on the bed, hooked her fingers at him and said, "Husband, why are you sitting so far away? Come to the bed and do it."
Shen Lang shook his head like a rattle and said repeatedly: "I won't go there, you must not have any good intentions."
"I promise I won't beat you this time." Leng Yanji's voice was extremely soft.
Shen Lang asked: "Then what do you want to do?"
"After running around on the sea for seven consecutive days, there is no place to lie down, no place to sleep, and my back is sore after sitting for seven days. Please come and give me a massage." Leng Yanji said.
"Hehe..." Shen Lang laughed twice and asked: "You are really beautiful."
This seemed to be a compliment, but this time Leng Yanji clearly felt that there was something in Shen Lang's words, so she asked: "What do you mean?"
"I mean, you have a beautiful idea." Shen Lang snorted and said, "You just beat me up, and you want to settle it with just a few nice words? How can it be that simple?"
"Are you coming?" Leng Yanji directly threatened him with her small fist.
"Definitely not coming." Shen Lang looked like he was determined to die: "If you can, beat me to death and see if anyone can help you keep the cold away in the future."
"Are you sure you won't come?" Leng Yanji squinted her eyes, as if she was thinking of some bad idea.
"Um..." Shen Lang thought to himself, it's not worth getting beaten again. What's more important is that he doesn't like the feeling of being beaten. And if he doesn't want to be beaten, he must be stronger than Leng Yanji and must improve his strength quickly.
, so he said: "Unless you give me the Devil's Heart Pill!"
"Devil Heart Pill?" Leng Yanji was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what Shen Lang was planning.
"Yes! It's the Devil's Heart Pill." Shen Lang pretended to look aggrieved and said with tears: "Seven or eight days have passed since we left Buzhou Mountain. Think about these days seriously.
How do I treat you? I help you with Haoran's Heavenly Finger every three hours and hold you like an aunt, but what about you? You didn't even give me a single magic heart pill."
Leng Yanji was silent. Although Shen Lang occasionally confronted him these days, which made her feel a little irritated. But apart from the occasional irritation, these past few days could be said to be rare for her in the past ten years.
In happy days, even Du Esura often said that she smiled much more than in previous years.
"Well... after all, he has taken the Magic Heart Pill. He must have been hiding a bit of uneasiness in his heart, and the longer the time goes by, the more he is afraid that the side effects of the Magic Heart Pill will occur..."
Logically speaking, this kind of situation should be what Leng Yanji would like to see. If she goes by her past style, the more others want it, the more she will refuse to give it. Until the person is tortured so much that they beg her for help, both in mind and body.
When you surrender together, you will treat him like a pitiful dog and reward him with some food.
However, for some reason she couldn't be so cruel to Shen Lang, and even thinking about that situation made her feel a little uncomfortable...
Maybe it's because she has been smiling too much these days, or maybe because her body is nourished by Haoran Qi every day and has become accustomed to that kind of warmth and comfort, so without that kind of warmth at the moment, she feels very uncomfortable.
So after thinking for a moment, Leng Yanji said helplessly: "Okay, let's not lose our temper, okay? Even if I admit defeat this time, I will give you the Devil's Heart Pill."