MTL - Former Cannon Fodder’s Self-help Manual-Chapter 80 widow next door

(Four)

Xia Changhan hurriedly poked the system: "If you don't send the world outline, I'm going to collapse."

The system is also in a state of desperation: "The deputy director has used all the stored energy to gather the director's soul fragments, and the shuttle center has been affected," its voice began intermittently, "I...team leader...can't."

Xia Changhan has ten thousand sentences in his heart that he wants to send to the system.

When the link was finally disconnected, the despair in Xia Changhan's heart spread. She thought of Baolian who was killed by the rod, and tears welled up from the corners of her eyes.

Concubine Hui held the sachet, and the vermilion Kodan and Gesang flowers complemented each other. She brushed the Gesang flowers on the sachet, "The Gesang flowers embroidered on it are embroidered by Miao embroidery, and Miao women will only embroider them once in their lives. Gesanghua, that is for the person you love deeply."

After Concubine Hui finished speaking, the originally gentle eyebrows and eyes suddenly turned sharp, Xia Changhan's heart jumped, and he felt as if he was going to die on the spot.

At this critical moment, the system finally came alive, and the torrent of data formed by the outline of the world rolled in and was stuffed into her head.

Xia Changhan couldn't bear so much information for a while, he just felt dizzy, his legs were weak, and he couldn't control it, so he knelt down.

The tails of Concubine Hui's eyes turned red with anger, beautiful and charming, "You can do such a thing for her!"

She was exhausted and couldn't stand up. In desperation, she grabbed the hem of Concubine Hui's skirt and raised her head: "I don't want to ask for mercy, let me explain."

At the moment when she lost her mind, she finished watching the entire plot.

Concubine Hui pulled away Xia Changhan's hand holding her skirt, turned around and sat on the chair, staring at Xia Changhan: "I want to hear what you want to explain."

Xia Changhan's hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't use his strength. She pulled her and almost lay on the ground. She slowly got up and kept muttering in her heart: "This heartless old woman turned her face so quickly."

Xia Changhan licked his face and moved closer to Concubine Hui, followed Yuan's usual posture, picked up Concubine Hui's leg, put it on his lap, and slowly kneaded it.

Concubine Hui was getting angry with her, and without thinking about it, she lifted her foot and kicked, Xia Changhan said "Ouch", this time she really fell to the ground, and fell firmly.

Concubine Hui raised her hand slightly, as if she wanted to help her. Seeing her struggling to get up while supporting the coffee table, she withdrew her hand and sat on the chair smoothly.

Xia Changhan got tired of coming over, and hugged Concubine Hui's thigh tightly and didn't let go: "You don't feel sorry for me anymore, my waist is blue from this kick."

Concubine Hui's heart softened halfway when she saw her lingering cuteness, so she let Xia Changhan hold her legs and knead them.

Xia Changhan rubbed it and said, "This sachet is not mine, I snatched it from my elder brother a few days ago."

"really?"

Xia Changhan swore pointing to the sky, "If I'm not telling the truth, call me a thunderbolt."

"Then I will believe you this time," Concubine Hui secretly memorized the shape of the sachet.

"Tell your elder brother to stay away from those Miao girls. They are used to using some witchcraft to kill people. Look at your elder brother's indifference to the sachet. Watch out for love and hatred."

Xia Changhan nodded: "I'll have a good talk with brother when he comes back."

After she finished speaking, she tried her best to serve Concubine Hui comfortably, and Concubine Hui also moved from the chair to the soft bed, half-closed her eyes, and exhaled comfortably: "Where did you learn these ingenious techniques? The female doctors in the Royal Hospital are more comfortable."

"I learned it specially for you. Seeing that you have to wear those cumbersome head jewelry on weekdays, I learned it to loosen your muscles and bones."

"Do you know why I wear those headgear?"

Of course Xia Changhan didn't know, so he replied obediently: "I don't know."

"I knew you were heartless."

Xia Changhan threw himself on Concubine Hui, and said with a smile: "I can't wait to show my heart to you."

Concubine Hui waved her hands in disgust: "Go, go, I'm not a three-year-old child, so stop coaxing me with such words."

Xia Changhan put his arms around her waist and rubbed her hips like twisted candy. Her skirts were so worn that most of her shoulders were exposed.

Concubine Hui was already on her menstrual period, and her body was three points more sensitive than usual. Xia Changhan rubbed her back and forth, causing her belly to burn, and a trace of confusion appeared on her face. Seeing that she was about to go off, she Quickly grabbed Xia Changhan's shoulder and coaxed him: "I'm tired today, don't bother me."

Xia Changhan calmed down, closed his clothes for Concubine Hui, moved another futon and sat obediently beside Concubine Hui.

Concubine Hui caressed the back of Xia Changhan's neck. Her ten fingers were white and tender like green onions, her fingertips were soft, and her palms were hot. The heat spread to Xia Changhan's limbs through a thin layer of flesh.

She lay on Concubine Hui's lap, with her face pressed against the silk skirt, squinting her eyes comfortably.

Concubine Hui moved **** to Xia Changhan's chin, and scratched it lightly twice, "Look at you, you look like the civet cat I hired a while ago."

Xia Changhan is a cat lover, she raised her head, her eyes were dark, "Are you cute?"

"It's worse than you."

Xia Changhan felt very comfortable after being rubbed, and collapsed on Concubine Hui's lap like water, moaning, "I'm not a cat."

Concubine Hui stroked Xia Changhan's hair for a while, and said in a daze, "It would be fine if you were a cat."

Concubine Hui's words were like sleeping ravings, low and vague, and like rootless duckweed, fluttering leisurely. It took Xia Changhan a long time to distinguish carefully before he heard this sentence clearly.

Perhaps this body hadn't rested for too long, Xia Changhan lay on Concubine Hui's lap and fell into a deep sleep.

Before dawn, it snowed all night outside.

Liuqi ordered the coachman to set up the carriage and waited at the east gate of the Princess Mansion. The snow had already fallen half a foot thick, and the servants in the mansion were sweeping the snow. Another thin layer of snow covered it.

The Princess Mansion is located on Chunjiang Street in Chongrenfang, adjacent to Duke Ding's Mansion. The two mansions often move around on weekdays. After the death of Duke Ding, there was no male and a half women who were left behind, so the widows of Duke Ding did their best to please them. The masters in the Princess Mansion saved the family property with the risk of being a weak girl. Since she got married, Feng Siniang has accumulated countless property and has become the widow with the most dowry in Beijing. , what's more, she has a coquettish figure, enchanting and graceful, just looking at her back makes people fascinated. There is a saying in the market, "Marry Feng Siniang, and go to the fairy bed", there is always a brave **** who is not afraid of death, Surreptitiously wandering around Chunjiang Street, when he saw Ding Guogong's carriage, he opened his clothes, exposed his breasts, flirted, and was thrown out of Chongrenfang by a healthy servant.

The masters of the two mansions have a good friendship, even the servants are close.

When the servants of the Princess Mansion were about to finish sweeping, the side door of the Dingguo Mansion creaked open, and several servants with brooms came out in a file. When they saw the servants of the Princess Mansion, they first came forward to say a few words of greeting before cleaning. It snowed.

Meiyuan of Princess Mansion.

Behind Luhe followed the two rough envoy girls and walked all the way to Meiyuan in silence. After reaching the eaves, Luhe took the food box from the rough envoy girl and lowered his voice: "Go to the wing room at the west end and wait, San Niangxin Mercy, don't want to see others suffer from the cold."

The two little girls whose cheeks were flushed from the cold gratefully replied yes.

Luhe carried the food box into the house, the earth dragon was burning in the house, and the hot air came over the surface. Luhe put down the food box, took off the mouse skin jacket lightly and hung it up, and asked softly: "San Niang hasn't woken up yet?" ?”

Hongmei curled her lips: "There are people hiding in the bed, how can I get up."