An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
An Zheng: "Do you think I won't be able to eat half of your eggs?"
Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it without raising his head or even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of this chapter, he closed the book with satisfaction, stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, and put the book back to its original place.
Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was an egg.
"Tidy up."
Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely afraid. For countless nights, she would tremble with fear every time she thought about it. Even if Nie Qing slept next to her, she could not find comfort. She had imagined more than once that she would die in the hands of the man she once loved most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid.
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
"Leave it for me? Did you know I would come?"
An Zheng stood up, put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and then stretched his body. His eyes swept across the room: "There must have been a diligent and respectable hostess among the people who once lived in this courtyard, and A man who loves his mistress and deliberately suppresses his little boy's heart by throwing away things."
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor. She was lying on a very comfortable bed. When she woke up, the night was getting dark. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to be passing by, and the starlight took the opportunity to shine freely.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
"You're overthinking it. I gave myself exactly two bowls of noodles and two eggs. This is just charity from me."
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
"I feel great and beautiful."
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
So proud.
Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was an egg.
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
So when Du Shoshou bought this land, he spent less than expected. Du Shoushou was a fair person. In order to make the other party's carefully built manor not so cheap, he generously reduced the price by another 20%, and finally bought it at a much lower price than the rich man expected.
An Zheng patted Nie Qing's shoulder: "Why should a woman take care of the housework? A person who is treated as a princess and pampered at home will become a servant-like existence after getting married... If my daughter lives like this in the future, Even if she is willing, I will let the man chosen by my daughter know what a father's anger is."
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
An Zheng is a bastard.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
she asked with a trembling voice.
An Zheng: "Do you think I won't be able to eat half of your eggs?"
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
"Tidy up."
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
"You're overthinking it. I gave myself exactly two bowls of noodles and two eggs. This is just charity from me."
Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely afraid. For countless nights, she would tremble with fear every time she thought about it. Even if Nie Qing slept next to her, she could not find comfort. She had imagined more than once that she would die in the hands of the man she once loved most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid.
An Zheng stood up, put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and then stretched his body. His eyes swept across the room: "There must have been a diligent and respectable hostess among the people who once lived in this courtyard, and A man who loves his mistress and deliberately suppresses his little boy's heart by throwing away things."
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
Qiu Xiaoyu sat down, sitting very upright. It seemed that he had always been a very upright person, both in behavior and attitude. He looked at Fei Qiansong carefully for a few times, and then nodded: "It seems to be more beautiful than before. Perhaps this confirms the Lord's guess. You also know that the Lord often says that he is a little disappointed. Not just a little bit, but a lot. When the Lord is very disappointed, I show up in front of people he thinks are disappointed.”
She smiled like a contented little woman who was already married.
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
So proud.
"Tidy up."
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
she asked with a trembling voice.
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
She smiled like a contented little woman who was already married.
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng is a bastard.
Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was an egg.
Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it without raising his head or even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of this chapter, he closed the book with satisfaction, stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, and put the book back to its original place.
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
she asked with a trembling voice.
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
An Zheng: "Do you think I won't be able to eat half of your eggs?"
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
She smiled like a contented little woman who was already married.
An Zheng patted Nie Qing's shoulder: "Why should a woman take care of the housework? A person who is treated as a princess and pampered at home will become a servant-like existence after getting married... If my daughter lives like this in the future, Even if she is willing, I will let the man chosen by my daughter know what a father's anger is."
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, it's indeed a bit of a joke."
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
"What...are you here to do?"
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
She smiled like a contented little woman who was already married.
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor. She was lying on a very comfortable bed. When she woke up, the night was getting dark. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to be passing by, and the starlight took the opportunity to shine freely.
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
"Tidy up."
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."
The world is not fucked, the only ones who are fucked are the people who say the world is fucked but still do nothing. I always feel grateful for the injustice of heaven, but forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice. Hard work has a similar pronunciation to slave. Some people turn themselves into the nemesis of laziness through hard work, while others become slaves of human laziness.
The world is not fucked, the only ones who are fucked are the people who say the world is fucked but still do nothing. I always feel grateful for the injustice of heaven, but forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice. Hard work has a similar pronunciation to slave. Some people turn themselves into the nemesis of laziness through hard work, while others become slaves of human laziness.
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng patted Nie Qing's shoulder: "Why should a woman take care of the housework? A person who is treated as a princess and pampered at home will become a servant-like existence after getting married... If my daughter lives like this in the future, Even if she is willing, I will let the man chosen by my daughter know what a father's anger is."
"What...are you here to do?"
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
An Zheng is a bastard.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
"I feel great and beautiful."
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
"I feel great and beautiful."
An Zheng patted Nie Qing's shoulder: "Why should a woman take care of the housework? A person who is treated as a princess and pampered at home will become a servant-like existence after getting married... If my daughter lives like this in the future, Even if she is willing, I will let the man chosen by my daughter know what a father's anger is."
"What...are you here to do?"
So proud.
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
"I feel great and beautiful."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, it's indeed a bit of a joke."
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
"oh… "
There were buildings on this large piece of land, which once belonged to a well-known wealthy businessman in Yancheng. This man spent decades accumulating wealth and created a fairy tale-like manor in Yancheng. He thought he could live out his life here and live a life that everyone would envy. However, when the violent and suffocating cyclone appeared over Yancheng that night, and Ning Xiaolou, who was like a giant, was holding the cyclone but his arms were shaking, his only choice was to escape from Yancheng as soon as possible.
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was an egg.
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
An Zheng is a bastard.
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
"oh… "
The world is not fucked, the only ones who are fucked are the people who say the world is fucked but still do nothing. I always feel grateful for the injustice of heaven, but forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice. Hard work has a similar pronunciation to slave. Some people turn themselves into the nemesis of laziness through hard work, while others become slaves of human laziness.
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
"What...are you here to do?"
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
An Zheng stood up, put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and then stretched his body. His eyes swept across the room: "There must have been a diligent and respectable hostess among the people who once lived in this courtyard, and A man who loves his mistress and deliberately suppresses his little boy's heart by throwing away things."
she asked with a trembling voice.
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."
An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
"Tidy up."
"What...are you here to do?"
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
Qiu Xiaoyu glanced at Fei Qiansong: "Do you know what the result is?"
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
"I feel great and beautiful."
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."
An Zheng patted Nie Qing's shoulder: "Why should a woman take care of the housework? A person who is treated as a princess and pampered at home will become a servant-like existence after getting married... If my daughter lives like this in the future, Even if she is willing, I will let the man chosen by my daughter know what a father's anger is."
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
Qiu Xiaoyu sat down, sitting very upright. It seemed that he had always been a very upright person, both in behavior and attitude. He looked at Fei Qiansong carefully for a few times, and then nodded: "It seems to be more beautiful than before. Perhaps this confirms the Lord's guess. You also know that the Lord often says that he is a little disappointed. Not just a little bit, but a lot. When the Lord is very disappointed, I show up in front of people he thinks are disappointed.”
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor. She was lying on a very comfortable bed. When she woke up, the night was getting dark. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to be passing by, and the starlight took the opportunity to shine freely.
The world is not fucked, the only ones who are fucked are the people who say the world is fucked but still do nothing. I always feel grateful for the injustice of heaven, but forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice. Hard work has a similar pronunciation to slave. Some people turn themselves into the nemesis of laziness through hard work, while others become slaves of human laziness.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, it's indeed a bit of a joke."
An Zheng: "Do you think I won't be able to eat half of your eggs?"
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
So when Du Shoshou bought this land, he spent less than expected. Du Shoushou was a fair person. In order to make the other party's carefully built manor not so cheap, he generously reduced the price by another 20%, and finally bought it at a much lower price than the rich man expected.
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
There were buildings on this large piece of land, which once belonged to a well-known wealthy businessman in Yancheng. This man spent decades accumulating wealth and created a fairy tale-like manor in Yancheng. He thought he could live out his life here and live a life that everyone would envy. However, when the violent and suffocating cyclone appeared over Yancheng that night, and Ning Xiaolou, who was like a giant, was holding the cyclone but his arms were shaking, his only choice was to escape from Yancheng as soon as possible.
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
"I feel great and beautiful."
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
So when Du Shoshou bought this land, he spent less than expected. Du Shoushou was a fair person. In order to make the other party's carefully built manor not so cheap, he generously reduced the price by another 20%, and finally bought it at a much lower price than the rich man expected.
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
There were buildings on this large piece of land, which once belonged to a well-known wealthy businessman in Yancheng. This man spent decades accumulating wealth and created a fairy tale-like manor in Yancheng. He thought he could live out his life here and live a life that everyone would envy. However, when the violent and suffocating cyclone appeared over Yancheng that night, and Ning Xiaolou, who was like a giant, was holding the cyclone but his arms were shaking, his only choice was to escape from Yancheng as soon as possible.
Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely afraid. For countless nights, she would tremble with fear every time she thought about it. Even if Nie Qing slept next to her, she could not find comfort. She had imagined more than once that she would die in the hands of the man she once loved most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid.
Du Shaoshou, who is so rich, is still bargaining. Why don't we even ask the price when we buy groceries
So when Du Shoshou bought this land, he spent less than expected. Du Shoushou was a fair person. In order to make the other party's carefully built manor not so cheap, he generously reduced the price by another 20%, and finally bought it at a much lower price than the rich man expected.
An Zheng laughed: "I just said that the hostess of this house must be very diligent and tidy up a lot, so she feels sorry for her. Her man suppresses his little boy's heart and does not throw things away. However... When a woman starts tidying up the house and doing housework willingly, what they put aside is not the mentality of a little girl, but the nobility of a princess. "
"You're overthinking it. I gave myself exactly two bowls of noodles and two eggs. This is just charity from me."
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
An Zheng expressed so much emotion that he also felt it, just because he wanted to delay Nie Qing's time. An Zheng wanted to kill someone himself, and he didn't want Nie Qing to get involved in this danger. Just like Nie Qing's choice when he left Fei Qian Song to An Zheng and left Yan City alone.
He arranged his clothes and walked out of the yard: "Remember to wash the dishes."
Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor. She was lying on a very comfortable bed. When she woke up, the night was getting dark. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to be passing by, and the starlight took the opportunity to shine freely.
Fei Qiansong woke up in such a beautiful manor. She was lying on a very comfortable bed. When she woke up, the night was getting dark. The moon was blocked by a cloud that happened to be passing by, and the starlight took the opportunity to shine freely.
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
"oh… "
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
Qiu Xiaoyu glanced at Fei Qiansong: "Do you know what the result is?"
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "Sorry, it's indeed a bit of a joke."
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
"What...are you here to do?"
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely afraid. For countless nights, she would tremble with fear every time she thought about it. Even if Nie Qing slept next to her, she could not find comfort. She had imagined more than once that she would die in the hands of the man she once loved most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid.
The world is not fucked, the only ones who are fucked are the people who say the world is fucked but still do nothing. I always feel grateful for the injustice of heaven, but forget that hard work is the only way to get rid of injustice. Hard work has a similar pronunciation to slave. Some people turn themselves into the nemesis of laziness through hard work, while others become slaves of human laziness.
When Nie Qing finished cleaning up, he was holding his waist and felt a sense of satisfaction that could drive me crazy. He suddenly came to his senses. He was stunned for a moment and cursed, "Fuck you, uncle."
she asked with a trembling voice.
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
Qiu Xiaoyu glanced at Fei Qiansong: "Do you know what the result is?"
Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it without raising his head or even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of this chapter, he closed the book with satisfaction, stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, and put the book back to its original place.
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
So proud.
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
An Zheng stood up, put the bowls and chopsticks aside, and then stretched his body. His eyes swept across the room: "There must have been a diligent and respectable hostess among the people who once lived in this courtyard, and A man who loves his mistress and deliberately suppresses his little boy's heart by throwing away things."
Nie Qing strode out of the yard. At the darkest hour before dawn, he plunged into the night chasing the smell of blood.
"What...are you here to do?"
Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it without raising his head or even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of this chapter, he closed the book with satisfaction, stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, and put the book back to its original place.
Qiu Xiaoyu sat down, sitting very upright. It seemed that he had always been a very upright person, both in behavior and attitude. He looked at Fei Qiansong carefully for a few times, and then nodded: "It seems to be more beautiful than before. Perhaps this confirms the Lord's guess. You also know that the Lord often says that he is a little disappointed. Not just a little bit, but a lot. When the Lord is very disappointed, I show up in front of people he thinks are disappointed.”
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
Qiu Xiaoyu spoke very seriously, and his attitude was really upright.
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
Nie Qing felt the warrior's arrival, so he chose to stay, temporarily giving up his dream of staying together with Fei Qiansong. And where he couldn't feel it, the devil had arrived. This demon is far more powerful than the warrior.
Qiu Xiaoyu raised his hand and shook it without raising his head or even looking at Fei Qiansong. After reading the last word of this chapter, he closed the book with satisfaction, stood up, walked back to the bookshelf, and put the book back to its original place.
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
However, some things always come unexpectedly.
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
"You're overthinking it. I gave myself exactly two bowls of noodles and two eggs. This is just charity from me."
Qiu Xiaoyu glanced at Fei Qiansong: "Do you know what the result is?"
"oh… "
The man was actually reading under such light, and it seemed that he was almost finished reading the book. What she didn't know was that there were thirty-seven books in this row on the bookshelf, and this man even carefully selected one to read.
Fei Qiansong has always been afraid of this, extremely afraid. For countless nights, she would tremble with fear every time she thought about it. Even if Nie Qing slept next to her, she could not find comfort. She had imagined more than once that she would die in the hands of the man she once loved most. However, when such a result came, she suddenly realized that she was no longer afraid.
Nie Qing: "Are you... involved in the drama?"
"Tidy up."
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
She smiled like a contented little woman who was already married.
Nie Qing looked surprised: "Why would you do such a thing?"
"You're overthinking it. I gave myself exactly two bowls of noodles and two eggs. This is just charity from me."
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
"I feel great and beautiful."
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
Nie Qing used chopsticks to cut the egg in half, pick up the smaller half and put it in An Zheng's bowl: "There is still a little bit."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
In the dark night, there are sweet dreams. At best, they are lustful thoughts, and at worst, they are about feelings of family and country... There are also nightmares, and An Zheng is a nightmare.
After waking up, Fei Qiansong sat up suddenly. Because he stood up too hard or Nie Qing's attack was a little too heavy just now, there was a buzzing in his head and he was still a little dizzy. She stood up and wanted to rush out of this strange place, and then she discovered that under the proud but powerless starlight, there was a person sitting on the chair by the window.
The common people who had shouted long live were already sleeping soundly in their warm beds. At least tonight was safe for them. The envoys of the Buddha Sect, the princesses of the Golden Summit Kingdom, how many of them sleep with these thoughts in mind? Maybe there will be a little boy who is full of love and dreams of rescuing the beautiful princess and bringing her home. Of course, this kind of excitement is not limited to young men. The fantasies of middle-aged greasy men are more obscene. They generally think that it is their demeanor, knowledge and mature appearance that make the princess take the initiative to embrace her.
An Zheng is a bastard.
"The Lord said he was a little disappointed."
She said: "It means the mood is very beautiful, you... won't understand it."
"You're right, but what do you want to say?"
So proud.
Du Shaoshou bought a large piece of land in this prosperous world called Yancheng. For Du Shaoshou, the hard days were gone forever. An Zheng said that we should let everyone with good intentions live a good life, even the richest kind. Du Shoushou is a kind-hearted person, kinder than most people, so he lives a very prosperous life. At least he will not be reluctant to buy a certain piece of clothing because he thinks it is too expensive but sees others I feel inferior because of wearing it, and I won’t curse the world just because I want to eat something and think about the price.
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
"What...are you here to do?"
Qiu Xiaoyu's face changed. He lowered his head and looked at his clean and slender hands: "The Lord said... He really doesn't want you to say the word "no regrets". He... seems to be afraid of you saying it, but You still said it."
Nie Qing stretched out his chopsticks, picked up the half egg, stuffed it into his mouth and said vaguely, "I won't give you a chance."
An Zheng is like a ghost traveling in the dark night, always appearing in places where his enemies think he should not be. Since gaining the power of Da Chi, An Zheng's physical body has become incredibly strong. But An Zheng had to carefully hide his strength in front of everyone, because at this time, it was not the time for him to blatantly release his strength.
"oh… "
"You should know very well that you are a very special person to me. The Lord said... He once told you that he would spend the rest of his life with you on a picturesque island. It seems that you have forgotten ? The man named Nie Qing finally defeated you, not you defeated him. The Lord felt that he no longer had a shadow in your heart, so he was not only disappointed, but also disappointed. It was already very serious and he was sad..."
So proud.
"oh… "
An Zheng, who was squatting there and sucking a bowl of noodles, didn't look like a master. In the middle of the cold winter night, when the blood immediately freezes after killing someone, nothing seems more satisfying than a bowl of warm noodles.
Although the light was very dim, Fei Qiansong still recognized that face. When she saw clearly, she felt like she had fallen into an ice cave that had not melted for thousands of years. Her body was frozen in an instant, and the chill was released from her heart.
An Zheng threw all the broken corpses in the house outside the yard, of course he would not get his clean hands dirty. To make noodles, he washed them three times. After cleaning up the body, he wiped the table, then pointed to the bowl and chopsticks: "Remember to wash the dishes."
"I feel great and beautiful."
Nie Qing found charcoal and wrote such a sentence on the snow-white wall of this house. It was as beautiful as an ink painting... After thinking about it, he added another sentence below himself, and the person who wrote it was An Zheng.
Fei Qiansong smiled even more contentedly: "It turns out that he is also afraid, which is great. Well, yes, I... don't regret it."
Nie Qing groaned: "The word alms is a wonderful word. Do you think that saying this will make me stop eating this bowl of noodles because of my strong self-esteem? Or maybe I will eat the noodles and leave the egg?"
"Tidy up."
Nie Qing also filled a bowl of noodles and found that there was an egg.
Nie Qing hummed. Although he didn't know why An Zheng was so emotional, he found that what An Zheng said did make sense. He secretly swore in his heart that if he had a daughter in the future, he would not let him work as a servant in another stinky man's house. Nie Qing is an upright man, and his daughter must be as proud as a princess, he thought while washing the dishes. Every bowl was washed twice, as was the pot.
An Zheng: "The fact that you can say this means that your self-esteem is not very strong..."