Yin E took the silk scarf in his hand and pointed to his heart, and said, "It hurts here. Would you like my little brother to show your master's magic weapon to the slave family to listen carefully?"
Looking at this fucking Yin E, Wu Zheng couldn't help but roll his eyes and said: "I said this young lady, if you are lonely, you can go to the Cowherd! It's not good to molest me!"
"The Altair star above the Tianhe Nujia doesn't have that ability. Brother, you really don't plan to help the Nujia look at it?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It's not that I hit you, you are inferior to my lady in terms of body and face. There is a saying,'Once the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan is not a cloud.' My lady is the sea in my heart Wushan, so you should save the time, young lady! I have nothing to do with me."
"What a beautiful poem! I didn't expect my little brother not only to look good, but also to write poetry? Your lady is really that good? The slave family wants to see your lady."
"Really? But I advise you not to meet."
"Why? Is it possible that the little brother is afraid that the slave family will abduct your wife?"
Wu Zheng shook his head: "That's not it, I'm just worried that if he sees you molesting me like this, you will be beaten to death by her."
Yin E chuckled: "Little brother really can laugh, according to you, isn't your lady a tigress?"
"Yes! She is a beautiful tigress."
Yin E thought for a while and said, "This beautiful and fierce human slave family knows one, and that is the head of the mountain king Song Da of Shenmu Mountain. Is it possible that the younger brother took her?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "I really made you talk now. Isn't it surprising?"
Yin E smiled and said: "Hehe, who doesn't know that the tradition of Shenmuzhai is always to snatch relatives in this Yuzhou city. Is it possible that the younger brother is the uncle of the village who grabbed the mountain by the head of Song? What a pity. What a nice little brother! He can write poems, write lyrics, and compose music, but it's a pity that he was snatched away by someone who didn't know the goods."
"How did you know?"
Yin E smiled and said, "I heard that the "Daughter Love" you wrote on the riverside last year was originally written by you for your wife, but did you know? But the fish girl from Hongyan Tower became our place. There is not one of the most famous Qingsong people in Yuzhou City. Now, if anyone in Yuzhou City hasn’t gone to the Red Yanlou to hear this song by Yuer Girl, it’s a turtle."
"Really? I knew that I should have charged her for the manuscript in the first place."
"Manuscript fee? Little brother is really interesting to say, but Nu Jia feels even more interesting is that your lady will see if she will kill the fish girl after knowing this."
Wu Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "Do you know that the most poisonous woman's heart in the world? It should be someone like you."
"Just kidding, the slave family is not as vicious as the little brother said. Why shouldn't the little brother be angry with the slave family because of the fish girl?"
"I said if you are not sick! Just leave! I'm still rushing to sleep!"
Yin E said: "The slave family said that it hurts, but you don't believe it, little brother."
"Are you really heartache? Isn't it a heartache?" After Wu Zheng finished speaking, seeing Yin E clutching his heart and biting his lip, he nodded pitifully, and said: "Then stretch your hand over, I'll show you."
Yin E clutched his heart and said, "Little brother Nujia is suffering from heartache but not handache. You should take your master's baby and show me what is going on?"
"No, my talent is not on the ears but on the eyes. Would you take off your clothes, Miss Sister, and let me show you a good look?"
"Bah! Obscene. How could Mr. Huang accept a disciple like you?"
Yin E said so from his mouth, but he stretched out his hand and placed it on the Mai pillow on the table.
Wu Zheng doesn't care either, do you really think I can't see it if you don't take off your clothes? Since you like to molest my little brother so much, he won’t feel hurt even if he looks at it.
Wu Zheng put his hands on Yin E's veins, but his eyes swept across her body. I have to say that this woman is indeed a good figure, and she will be a lively model in later generations! And it's the kind that sells underwear or stockings and can find her as a model.
But what made Wu Zheng's heart beat was that this woman was actually wrapped with a soft sword on her waist, and there were 16 flying needles on her belt. It was not easy for me to go to this woman!
Yin E found that Wu Zheng's finger on her veins suddenly... (End of this chapter)