Chapter 3129 : Red face and white face flower Yingrong
"Hmph, don't think I didn't study, I don't know that this word is a curse. "Beauty" refers to beauties, because they all have beautiful appearances, "Father" is of course not a good word. Use beauties as the culprit of harming the country. You men are incompetent and cannot defend their own homes. When you destroy the country, you will put this responsibility on the face of our women. Let's say that the concubine of the last emperor of the Xia Dynasty, after marrying Jie, indulge in love with her. Because Jie favors Xiangxi and ignores the government, his Xia Dynasty was soon destroyed by a small tribe merchant.
The great beauty Daji said that this great beauty was extremely cruel. In the severe winter, I saw someone walking barefoot on the ice, thinking that his physiological structure was special, and cut off his feet to study the reason why he was not afraid of cold. King Zhou also became more and more debaucherous because Daji became more and more lewd and cruel, and eventually destroyed the country. Of course, there was also Yang Yuhuan, who was indulged in pleasure in the later period of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty and overly favored Yang Yuhuan, and "the spring night was short and the day was high, and the king did not go early since then." In the end, the Anshi Rebellion broke out and the Tang Dynasty declined from prosperity, and personally destroyed the Kaiyuan prosperous era. In the eyes of the world, they were all in trouble."
The man laughed and said, "They are a disaster, but my sister Shen, you didn't see them. These people are all the most beautiful women in the eyes of the world. They are either charming the whole country, or have a devilish figure and wisdom. In our words, they are too beautiful. Those powerful people are fighting for her, so there will be war and disaster. There are also some men who focus on women instead of careers. At this time, they will also say that beauty is a disaster. In other words, not ordinary people can do disaster. There are only a few disasters throughout the ages. It is a kind of honor to be able to do disasters. Sister Shen should not be upset, but should be proud of it."
The woman in her arms was slightly stunned, suddenly laughed a few times, and cursed: "You really mean the dead ones to live, but I like this word."
It was the man's turn to stare at his eyes and be startled. After a while, he laughed and said, "Since Sister Shen is not afraid of causing trouble, let's do it again."
"Ah..." the woman exclaimed and began to escape.
However, the boudoir is so big that the woman without clothes can escape? After a while, you can't bear to surrender.
The night fell completely. The man and woman who had been struggling for a long time finally stopped completely. The woman's pretty face was blushing and her eyes were squinting, as if she was completely tired. It took a long time to hear the man let out a heavy breath, as if she vomited out all the endless depression in her chest.
He looked and lifted a corner of the brocade quilt and tiptoed off the bed.
I picked up the lamp at the head of the bed and placed it on the desk.
The man gently put on a purple coat and sat down at the desk.
My eyes fell on the yellowed ancient books for a long time, and the pages of the book were opened, and the white and black characters were so conspicuous under the light.
"The people are the most important, the country is the next, and the king is the least important."
Ten words hung in the man's heart like a sharp sword.
The man looked at it for a long time before murmured: "Someone must do what he should do. I can't worry about whether the flood is over after I die."
The man murmured for a few words, wrapped his clothes and sat there.
One person, one lamp, one book.
Like a painting.
I don't know how long it took, but the man looked up at the sky and said to himself: "It's almost done."
After saying that, he got up alone and started wearing clothes.
Hearing the movement, the servants outside the door began to get busy. The wealthy families did not have the habit of sleeping in. Although it was still the fourth day of the day, they all knew that as long as the master entered the palace, it was probably this point.
Yue'er, who was preparing for breakfast, had already gotten up. Since putting down the long sword in her hand, she was not inferior to the master of the capital. She served a few authentic Beijing snacks on the round table soon after.
The man put down the book in his hand and looked at the food on the round table under the light. His appetite was very strong. He said to the busy Xiao Yue'er: "Sister Yue'er's hands are getting more and more skillful. Apart from Master Wu from the pastry shop, his sister has the best skills in this candy roll. After eating for many years, she still never gets tired of eating. I am really afraid that one day my sister will leave and I will not be able to eat food and starve to death." The man said, and his butt was already sitting on the chair, picking up silver chopsticks and eating it in big mouthfuls.
This sugar roll is made of yam and jujube, combined with green plum, peach kernel, melon kernel and other ingredients. It tastes delicious and has a fragrance. It is the best to use it for breakfast.
Xiao Yue'er untied the laces on the apron behind her, revealing her small waist like willow branches. She watched the man eat her mouthfuls all over her mouth, and said softly: "As long as you like, I will do it for you for the rest of my life. What's the difference between you and not? Could it be that you want to leave me?"
Xiao Yue'er's tone was filled with resentment, and she was quite ready.
The man seemed to have a sense of understanding, and quietly stuffed the last piece of pastry into his mouth. After eating it, he stood up and pulled the woman into his arms, and muttered a few times. The woman's face became hot and suddenly pushed the man away, and said half-angrily, "At this age, I still bully others. Haven't bullied enough on weekdays?"
The man smiled and said, "It's not enough, not enough. That's enough. We still have to communicate in depth. When you have me and I have you, that's enough."
This is a dirty talk between a couple. If you put it on an ordinary woman, you will inevitably scold and blush. But the woman in front of you seems to have been used to the private words of men that are neither ashamed nor impatient, but just smiled and said, "I'm afraid you don't have the time to accompany you."
The man laughed and said, "No today, but tomorrow there is. Sister Yue'er prepares earlier and is just warm-up. When the night falls tomorrow, your husband will fall from the sky. Hehe, everything will come naturally."
The woman stretched out her hand to stroke the temples beside her ears, and said angrily: "I think beautifully."
The man didn't say much, and stepped forward to snuggle up to the woman, muttered a few times before he stepped back.
When I looked at the woman again, the handsome face was already as red as the lights in front of me, extremely beautiful.
Those pair of water-cut eyes were full of yearning.
The man did not continue to say it, but looked up at the sky, revealing some light in the sky, knowing that it would be bright soon.
He sorted out his clothes, smiled at the woman, and then walked out.
Duan Yu, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately issued an order when he heard the movement.
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Chapter completed!