Mei Zihan took a leave of absence with Liu Tianyi and went home with the newly arrived courier.
A few days ago, Taowen discovered a new author, the vest is new, but it is estimated to be someone big. The writing is sophisticated, the plot is fragrant but not pornographic, and the braised pork is fat but not greasy, very refreshing. As a well-known local tyrant on the website, Mei Zihan immediately threw a reward of 5,000 yuan, encouraging the author to make persistent efforts.
Keke, digressed.
The point is, Mei Zihan found new inspiration through this girl's article, and soon found a professional studio on a certain treasure to make the clothes, and rushed a few hundred dollars, and finally got the clothes in advance !
"Hey, Jiang Ying hasn't finished class yet?" Because Mei Zihan came back temporarily, she didn't tell Jiang Ying before, so she was dumbfounded when she came back, Jiang Ying still hasn't come back
Never mind, let me get ready first.
"Mr. Jiang, thank you very much." The student secretary blushed and left happily. Today she talked to Teacher Jiang for a long time!
After the students left, Jiang Ying turned on her mobile phone, and there was a text message from Mei Zihan on it.
"I put the clothes at the door, I won't tell you what to play today. Let's see you adapt to the situation~~~~~~"
There are many wavy lines, and the tone is very wavy.
Jiang Ying silently saved the text message, and then deleted the record.
In order to avoid some kind of "mobile phone door" and other things, the various chat records of the two of them are saved and deleted after reading, and the saved accounts are registered with overseas identities.
I played Orcs last time, what will I play this time
Although Jiang Ying felt as if she had been assimilated by Mei Zihan more than once, and her integrity continued to decrease, but... this feeling is quite interesting.
A little bit of anticipation.
Soon, Jiang Ying packed her things, took a taxi and went home.
Opening the door of the house, there was a monk's robe at the door.
The scary thing is that there are two words tattooed on the chest of this monk's robe—abstinence.
Embroidered with red silk thread.
"Little master, my chest hurts, and I always have nightmares at night. Can you please chant sutras for me so that I can sleep well at night?" A man in a palace dress wearing tulle and a plum blossom makeup on the center of his eyebrows came out of the living room. beauty. He (she) is half leaning against the door, his left hand is above his head, and his figure is extremely graceful.
"Benefactor, why do you have chest pain?" Jiang Ying slowly took off her clothes and changed into this simple monk robe. Even though the monk's robe looked a bit nondescript because of the name of the scarlet silk thread, wearing it on Jiang Ying still made people feel that he was a highly respected master.
The moment she put on her clothes, Jiang Ying had already entered the scene.
"Probably, it's because I'm missing my husband." The beauty in the palace costume sighed deeply, the tears in the corners of her eyes were about to fall, and then, like a butterfly, she directly jumped into the arms of the master.
"My husband and I have only been married for a few months, and he went to other places to be an official. The mother-in-law at home is strict and doesn't allow me to go with him, which will damage his body. However, it is only natural for a husband and wife to have sex with each other, otherwise how will they reproduce? Master Tell me, am I right?"
As the beauty spoke, she brushed her fingers across the master's chest, "Master of rebooting, you were born so handsome, no wonder you use this dharma name. If you return to vulgarity, I don't know how many people will turn to you like moths." Jump over!"
"Will the benefactor do the same?" The master put one hand on the beauty's chest, "I don't know, but it hurts here?"
The beauty nodded, already blushing.
"I will chant sutras for the benefactor."