Looking at the small wooden house where Liang Yin was imprisoned, my heart felt as if it was being scratched by a cat. Just as I was destroying the 381st chrysanthemum, my father's wail sounded from behind me.
I saw my father pointing at me with trembling hands. He had a sad expression and said intermittently,"Song Le, you took the opportunity when your Uncle Lin and I were out of the stockade to steal a man into the stockade. If you want to get married to him and become your husband, I won't talk about you. But, but, you actually destroyed the chrysanthemum garden that I personally planted. I can tolerate it, but even her parents can't!”
As he said that, he picked up the big hammer at the side and smashed it at me. Fortunately, from the moment my father appeared, I was already mentally prepared and silently chose an escape route. At this moment, I easily jumped onto the roof. At this moment, I finally had the time to glance at the chrysanthemums all over the ground. It was really broken chrysanthemums and wounds all over the ground. Dad's tears were weak and hurt!
I silently mourned for the chrysanthemum petals that might turn into spring mud to protect the flowers. Then, I looked at my father, who was blowing his beard and glaring at me below. With a broken heart, I took a few steps and landed directly in the courtyard where Liang Yin was.
It was as quiet as ever inside. If it wasn't for the fact that I personally locked Liang Yin inside two days ago and sent someone to guard it 24/7, I would have suspected that this was just an empty room.
I stood at the door and couldn't help but think of the scene of me pressing him horizontally on the horse's back that day. I was so proud and excited, but I was so excited that I accidentally knocked him out. I silently embarrassed myself for a while and suddenly realized that it was more convenient to bring him back to the stockade. He immediately called Junjun and his bandit brothers, abandoned the eldest young master of the Zhang family, and rushed back to Clear Wind Camp without stopping.
The village's Miracle Doctor, Mister Li Jiu, took his pulse and rubbed the swollen bump on the back of his head. He then looked at me, who was standing at the side with a nervous expression, and calmly instructed,"Girl, he's fine. This degree of injury doesn't prevent him from having sex at night. Moreover, he's so dizzy, it's convenient for you to do evil things!”
I don't know if my eyes are playing tricks on me, but I felt the corners of the person lying on the bed twitch.
Of course, I didn't force a weak scholar who had just been injured to sleep with me. I silently stood by the side for a while and carefully observed him. Yes, he seemed to be even more handsome after he grew up. Looking at his handsome eyebrows, his tall nose, and his red lips, yes, the feeling of kissing him must be very good.
Just as I was thinking about whether I should let him kiss me, I heard the person on the bed cough lightly. His lustful heart instantly withered, and he did something that I still regret to this day. He quickly left the house like a coward!
After that, I sent Junjun down the mountain and found out that Liang Yin was indeed a good friend of the Eldest Young Master. However, it's hard to tell if he's an old friend or a new friend. I only knew that Liang Yin had been invited by a good friend to attend the wedding. Who knew that Yin's Wrong and Yang's Mistake would be snatched up by me?
While I sighed at how Elder Yue's amnesia seemed to have recovered and how he still remembered to matchmake Liang Yin and me, I was at a loss as to what kind of appearance I should use to meet Liang Yin.
I hesitated for a while and expressed my hesitation to Junjun. Junjun popped her eyes out. She dropped the salted chicken leg she was chewing on, but didn't pick it up. She pointed at me with her other hand and said in shock,""You, you, you're actually embarrassed? At the age of seven, he barged into the place where his brothers were bathing. At the age of 12, he had read all the forbidden books in the collector's edition, and at the age of 13, he knew all the prostitutes within a hundred miles. To be able to cut off a hooligan's penis without blushing or jumping at the age of fourteen…You, you're telling me now that you're embarrassed to meet a man who was originally going to be your husband?”
I kicked Junjun off the chair and told the youngest in the kitchen not to cook Junjun's favorite salt-baked chicken leg.?
Thinking about Junjun's words, I felt that it wasn't like me to be so petty. After hesitating for another two nights and one day, I finally gathered myself and stood in front of this small wooden house!# Cancel all reviews: wdd201302 Time:111420185: 54PM #
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