Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Chapter 48: Full Harem White Moonlight (18)

So weak just stepped into the threshold of the incense room, the little heart was scared to death.

That buddy, that long legs, that face, that faintly veiled temperament of a tyrant in the yin, is a bit like one of her predecessors!

It is said that the most dangerous place is the safest place. The weakest place has been stable and stable in the capital for three years. After all, the environment here is good, there are many snacks, the transportation is convenient, and the public security is good. It is suitable for the weak and self-willed. Nouveau riche.

She talked to people when she saw people and talked nonsense to people, and it took her half a month to solve her black household problem.

Once the identity is settled, the next step is to make money and support yourself.

If you are weak and have surplus food on hand, it’s no problem to sit and eat forever. However, as a diligent and motivated plant spirit, so weak and hard to avoid salting fish. In ancient times, there were no five insurances and one housing fund. Natural and man-made disasters often occurred. Most people want to live in peace and care for their children and grandchildren.

Such a weak love for the cubs only exists when they don't cry or laugh into a sunflower. Once the cubs have a face to cry, she must run faster than the rocket.

Out of the principle of hello, me, everyone, I don’t think about giving birth to cubs every time I am weak.

The idea of ​​raising children to prevent old age had never appeared in her mind.

So after some market research, I put on a small headscarf, tightened my waistband, and leaned on my lips, enthusiastically devoted himself to the real estate industry in the capital, and launched "female single apartment", "imperial examination sprint small single room", "If you have a home, you can't go back to the hourly room" and other series of packages, from long-term to short-term, fully taking into account the needs of customers.

The supply of rooms was in short supply. It was once very hot, and the price rose again and again. The tenants were kindly called "dead money" by tenants.

She did a great job in this career. She paid her taxes very quickly. She never defaulted. The government was very satisfied. She was included in the list of "Top Ten Outstanding Female Entrepreneurs in Real Estate of the Year" and she was also given the opportunity to show her face. So that they can recommend outstanding talents to their superiors.

It was so weak that the Sky Spirit Cap was about to fly, and this level of reporting was reported. What if the Emperor Dog noticed it?

After thinking about it, she developed a group of second landlords to play down her influence and prepare to make a fortune in silence.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and she is a weak and wealthy charter wife, with a career, a house, and a bullock cart. There is only one charterer who can warm her hands and feet to manage her finances.

She is so weak and actually wants to eat the grass back of Brother Datie, but it is easier to expose herself like this, she can only cry and say goodbye to him inwardly.

A well-known matchmaker in Beijing introduced her to several young men who voluntarily joined her. They were talented, handsome, self-motivated, temperamental, good-sized, cooked good food, they had no father and no mother, and there was no messy family relationship. , Perfectly avoids the Poor relatives who have to come to the house from time to time to fight the autumn breeze.

Being so weak made the housekeeper inquire about it, and most of the young guys have a good reputation.

The background of this era emphasizes subtlety, and for unjustified reasons, men and women are not allowed to meet in private. The matchmaker arranges the blind date process in a place where romantic encounters can be made.

For example, witnessing the beginning of a great love in front of the Buddha.

Lu meets the dog's ex, love will wither before it blooms.

She was about to drive away quietly, when a rogue wind blew from behind, the skirt flew up, and she hurriedly tugged and pressed.

"Pouch."

The glass lamp in the hands of the dog's predecessor was turned off.

So weak: "..."

God wants to play with me.

Fortunately, the other party was immersed in his own emotions and did not notice her.

So weak pretending to look around inadvertently, naturally turned around—

"Miss Jia, you are here."

The blind date in the temple was overjoyed, and when he was excited, his voice became louder.

They were so weak and stable, and nodded reservedly.

Yu Guang glanced, the other side tilted her head, her adrenaline soared.

He was not interested and turned his head back.

A weak heart fell to the ground.

She wanted to wink at this blind date and move to a date, but she wore a cone hat, separated by two gauze, and failed to send delicate eyes.

"I thought you were not coming."

So weak spoke in a slightly sharp false voice.

"The road is blocked."

"People are crowded, it's very congested, you have to be careful when you go down the mountain, don't get your feet hurt."

The handsome little brother touched his head and smiled a little childishly. He graciously handed her the lamp in his hand, and went to get another one by himself.

The lamp was very hot, and it was so weak that she had to hold it firmly. She looked around and deliberately chose the futon farthest from the dog's predecessor.

The little brother is naturally next to her.

The two followed the process, and when the weak got up, the dog's predecessor was no longer there.

Younger Qingxiu obviously stepped on Garan Temple in advance, knew the popular attractions well, and led the weak to some remote and unpopular places with good scenery.

The man did his homework well, and spent a half-day tour of a wonderful Buddhist temple.

When we parted, the little brother plucked up the courage and pulled a corner of her clothes, "What do you think of me?"

"fine!"

So weak gave a very positive answer.

Such a handsome guy, who runs a chain restaurant, has a flexible mind and a little innocent youth. It's really hard to find with a lantern.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and laughed, "That's great, you don't talk very much today, I thought I didn't do anything well and offended you. That, that , The first time you came to my restaurant to eat, I paid attention to you. The meal is beautiful, and the curse is also beautiful, if..."

He swallowed and blushed, "If you think I'm not bad, please give me a chance to continue to perform."

He was so weak and couldn't help but want to tease him, "You are really good. You can be more confident and propose marriage directly to me."

The young man blushed suddenly and his neck was thick.

"Propose marriage?"

There was a low male voice from behind.

"I didn't propose to you eight years ago? Six ceremonies, registration, welcoming, marriage, worship to gods, temple worship, visits, edicts, pardons, banquets, have you forgotten?"

The little owner of the restaurant stepped forward and kept his weak behind. He looked up and down, this guy looked at people like a dog, how could he be like a drunk in the daytime, and talk silly things, what sacrifices to gods, what pardons, does he treat him as the queen of the emperor.

So weak and a little speechless, does this dog predecessor secretly watch them on a date? When the atmosphere was just right, it jumped out to a terrible scene.

Maybe it's blowing her up?

So weak to pull people, "Let's not be as knowledgeable as lunatics, let's go."

Her sudden approach made the little brother blush again and stammered twice.

She was so weak that she could not walk, her arm was hooked, and she was pinched, "What are you running? You lied to me for three years, and you are embarrassed to run? Miss Jia? Miss Zhen, I can recognize you ashes. —"

He flew her cone cap directly.

The peach heart bun, the phoenix tail skirt, the eyebrows are inlaid with half a pearl, and the eyes are like a thousand clouds.

Yan Qianyi fell silent all of a sudden.

Her black hair was still thick and her face was still young, like a dazzling peach tree, unlike him, she had a few strands of silver on her side.

"Pick it up." So weak looked at him directly, "Who is used to your problem and throwing people's hats under the public?"

Yan Qianyi's eyes flushed with anger.

"You lied to me by jumping into the river and disappeared for three years. Just now, in front of the Buddha, you pretended not to know me, and went with another man to me—"

"Can you pick it up? Let me pick it up if you don't. Some people pick it up for me, don't get in his way."

The little brother is also very on the road, and immediately bends over.

With a "swish", Yan Qianyi grabbed his arms by relying on the captain of his hand.

The afternoon sunlight was not violent, but it dazzled him from time to time. The person who once thought he could never open his eyes again, stood in front of him alive like this.

So weak let the little brother go first, so as not to get mixed up in the quagmire.

The little brother stopped talking and promised her, "Miss Jia, I'm waiting for you outside. After a stick of incense, if you don't come out, I will come to you." He was worried that she was being bullied.

There are only two people left here.

He licked his lips and pressed the gauze cap in his hand, as if there was still her fragrance.

Yan weak clenched his clothes tightly and handed it to her.

So weak, he didn’t answer, and looked at him, “Did you not find out? My veil was crushed by you. You used to be like this too. Whatever you like and what you don’t like must be held tightly in your hands. The surname is Yan, I said It's clear enough, I don't want to see you again in my whole life, can't you move away wittily?"

He actually remembered the dialogue three years ago clearly, and he was not confident enough to refute her, "You said, that's the next life—"

"This is the next life, your girl Zhen is already dead!"

"You're not dead," the man said stubbornly. "I'm pretty sure you are not a ghost."

"Anyway, I'll do it all here. Let's be a bad fate. You walk through your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge. We don't get into the river, and we don't touch each other when we grow old, okay?"

"Impossible! Don't think about it!"

Yan Qianyi refused, and the emperor's arbitrary violence gradually emerged.

If he is weak, he knows that this dog man is not so easy to settle.

She squeezed his weakness and put out her hand, "Here, this scar, did you not forget it? Three years ago, you carved it with your own hands! Your arrow has already caused the difference between our husband and wife. Many feelings are riddled with holes."

The dog emperor's stubborn temper also came up, "You still have the face to say that you are plotting my country with an adulterer, killing my ministers, sitting on my dragon chair, do you still want me when nothing happens?!"

"Why don't I have the face to say? We are all separated. The paper is written clearly and clearly, and each is so self-sufficient. Don't you understand? Why, you are allowed to spoil a concubine all night, and you are still not satisfied with the song every night, and pretend to be The little **** and the little palace lady made a lot of love, so I have to keep you like a jade to the end? Are you worthy?"

She had been a charter wife for three years, and she was so good at cursing her that she sprayed people with blood.

He lost his anger, died down, and said, "I didn't pamper them, it was Jin Yiwei who did it."

The past three years have been too long. He repeatedly regretted the decision that day. The desire to get her back overwhelmed all anger and unwillingness. Yan Qianyi suppressed his throat, lowered his breath and pulled her hand, "If you are I don't like it, I let them all go, and only the two of us are left in the harem, okay?"

So weak is like a customer who eats sand after eating, picking his thorns constantly.

"Do you still have a conscience? You took them to the harem and asked other men to do their husbands. Now you still want to drive them away?!" She was disappointed, "Since you returned to Beijing, you You are no longer my brother Zhuma. You have a vicious heart and capriciousness. You say that your companion is like a tiger, and that you are accompanied by evil spirits."

It's so weak to say, "You scum, you are not worthy of this green tea fairy".

Yan Qianyi didn't say a word.

He is such a guy, there is nothing to refute.

He only asked, "How are you willing to go back with me?"

The female voice spoke carelessly and mocked.

"beg me."

Yan Qianyi's throat was hoarse for a moment, "...please."

"This is your attitude to beg for? The word flirty, just want half of your life? Yan weak clothes, I don't owe you, don't put on the face of humiliation. If it weren't for you to marry me, I might Both are in love with my brother Xin and go far away—"

"How do you want me to beg you?"

He cut off her words and didn't want to hear the names of any other men.

Turning his weak eyes, he had an idea to get rid of him completely.

"The Garan Temple has 108 steps, and from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there are a total of 763 steps. I will give you an incense stick and knock one step at a time. If you can't knock the gate on time, I I became a monk, the six roots were clean, and I escaped into Buddhism. From then on, you can't bother me again."

Today is the Lantern Festival, there are so many tourists, she bet he is not happy, the dignified emperor, being a monkey by so many people seems to be onlookers, whose self-esteem can stand?

"…good."

He took a deep look at her, and personally led the person to the abbot to reveal his identity.

The abbot was so scared to pass away on the spot.

The weak abacus that he wanted to sneak fell through, and he also made a ruthless gesture to see who was more horizontal.

At that moment, Yan weak clothes really opened his robe, and knocked his head from the foot of the mountain all the way to the top of the mountain, banging his head full of blood.

The travellers were stunned by his vigorous operation again, and subconsciously avoided.

But the weaker is the use of coercion and profit to lure the abbot over and let him perform the shaved ten minutes earlier.

Abbot: "Amitabha, the benefactor, you treachery like this, it's not good, it's not good."

So weak: "Add two more golden bodies!"

Abbot: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, and I want to save the benefactor, such as the benefactor, from the sea of ​​suffering."

When Yan Qianyi was dizzy and deaf, stumbled and ran in, and saw a fascinating scene—

The abbot held a razor with a kind face and shaved a strand of hair for the person on the futon.

"Do not!"

He had red eyes, clutching a razor, ignoring that his palm was cut and dripping with blood, he threw it out with all his strength.

"Snapped!"

There was a bunch of soft and shiny hair that landed with the razor.

The dog emperor crawled over, clutching the hair and crying, like a child, crying out of breath.

He cried so hard that he turned his head to look at his bald queen who had escaped into the empty door.

Take a closer look and find that—

Her hair was firmly tied with beef tendon, and she was covered with a semi-circular sturdy iron wire ball. The outside was wrapped in a layer of pigskin, which looked like a shiny bald head at first glance.

The Dog Emperor grabbed the wig and was dull.

A drop of tears fell on the end of my eyes, and I wondered whether to shed it or not.

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