I am a snake, so it makes sense to teach a group of demons, right?

It rained all the time.

The atmosphere is quite harmonious.

Wei Yannu and Hu Chong glared wide-eyed.

The young man in black power suit stood in front of the window, looking through the rain curtain to see the clear afternoon leaning against the courtyard door.

And the clear noon with his arms wrapped around him, through the door of the open stove house, looked at Shen Xinglie, who was preparing lunch with him.

Shen Xinglie is twenty-seven or eight, not too old, at least not too old in Han Xiangbone’s opinion.

Women are made of brass basins in and noodles.

The slim figure rises and falls back and forth.

As a martial artist, Han Xiangbone, who has clear ears, can clearly see the trembling fullness in front of the woman.

As for the sunny afternoon, he stared at the woman’s round and upturned buttocks without blinking.

Han Xiangbone, who was once the eldest son of the Han clan of Northern Qi, has been entangled with all kinds of women, especially young women, since he fell to the ground.

Just sixteen and seventeen-year-old milkmaid, Han Xiangbone’s father found a hundred for his son.

The beautiful name is different milk quality, and it is necessary to collect the strength of 100 milk.

On the bright side, he looks like a loving father, but behind his back he grabs milk and drinks with his son.

The consequence was that he was scratched in the face by the child’s mother’s nine-yin white bone claw.

was punished by Old Master Han for only drinking milk for three meals a day, and he couldn’t climb out of the hut.

Later, men had a deep fear of the two things on women’s chests, to be precise, women, so they fell in love with beautiful men with red lips and white teeth and entered the way of Longyang.

Han Xianggu was not weaned until he was three years old.

Since I can remember, I have been followed by two beautiful maids all the time.

In order to prevent his son from feeling affection for the maid, or the maid to his son, Han Xianggu’s brutal and wayward mother is generally changed every month.

Han Xianggute hated that the maid stripped naked every night, just to warm her bed.

I also hate that the maid takes a spoon to feed herself three meals a day, and from time to time pops up a sentence of ‘Ah, Taiping is obedient, open her mouth, ahhhh

Hearing this, Han Xiang’s goosebumps fell to the ground.

Of course, I hate the fact that the two maids judge their calves when bathing.

Han Xiangbone, who is accustomed to beautiful girls and women, is immune to women at a very young age.

In those romance novels, the heartbeat and love at first sight when a young girl meets for the first time, Han Xianggu has never had.

At the age of seven, Han Xiang’s bone skills were itchy, and he wrote his first short story.

Book title: “Reborn Me and 108 Maids Have to Say the Secret of the Bed”

pseudonym: Amorous son

Later, the novel was seen by his mother.

Han Xianggu will never forget that day.

The fear dominated by the maniacal laughter of the barbarian mother.

After that, Han Xiangbone wrote the second and third parts… A lot of novels.

“The Broken Corpse of the Reborn Poisonous Mother”, “The Poisonous Mother of the Family, Full of Evil”, “On the Three Thousand Laws of Cooking the Poisonous Mother”…

It’s just that the pen name is no longer ‘Amorous Son’, but ‘A Wolf in the Lonely Wind’.

Because of that unreliable mother-in-law, Han Xianggu upgraded from immunity to fear of women.

I am afraid that women in the world are like their mothers, gentle and quiet on the outside, but domineering and violent internally, and ‘Lao Tzu counts to three’ at every turn.

‘I have lived for twenty years, but I have never experienced or felt the love and water and milk fusion of men and women in the novel…

‘ ‘It has not been a regret~

‘Master, what do you think?’ Zhu

Jiuyin: “I think what you said makes sense.

Han Xiangbone: “Master, what do men and women feel about going to bed?” ‘

‘I read books that say joyful and fluttering.

”…

”Master?

”Master, you won’t be like me, you’re also a chick, right? Zhu

Jiuyin: ‘Let your mother’s dog stink!

”I have eaten more confidantes for my master than you have seen in the past twenty years.

Han Xiangbone: “Master can really brag. Zhu

Jiuyin: “I’m going to sleep, the inner refining martial artist of the second-grade mountain realm found by the Ximen Shi clan, you can solve it yourself.” Han

Xiangbone: “Master is so handsome as the jade tree, which little lady will not rush to be your red face.” ‘

“Ahem~”

Han Xiangbone coughed lightly twice.

The sound penetrated the rain curtain and drifted into the ears of the clear afternoon.

The young man hurriedly lifted his buttocks and tummy, and deflected his head.

“This rain today, it’s so uplifting~”

Wei Yannu got up and came to the side of the young county commander.

“Uncle Han, are you caught the cold?”

Han Xiangbone smiled and shook his head, “No.

The little girl was curious: “Uncle Han, did you come to see me and my mother-in-law specifically?”

Han Xiangbone shook his head and nodded again, “It’s not just you and your mother, I also went to Yunshui Village. ”

Shen Xinglie, Wei Yannu, as well as Guo Province, Guo Zhong’s family, and Zhang Zhu’s family in Yunshui Village, perhaps I don’t know that the reason why the young county commander braved the rain to enter Yunshui and Huiji Village was to make a special trip to see them for the last time.

After all, the Simons are vicious and have no lower limit.

Han Xiangbone did not dare to guarantee that Old Master Ximen would not use the three families as a bargaining chip to threaten his submission.

See the last side and cut off cause and effect.

The life and death of the three families have nothing to do with the Youth County Order.

“Uncle Han, will you come to my house after today?”

Han Xiangbone pondered for a short while and said, “Yunshui Village, I won’t go again, but I will come back to the village.”

The little girl said happily: “At that time, Yannu will cook and make soup for Uncle Han.”

“The soup I made is delicious, my mother has a bad appetite, so I can drink two large bowls.”

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Two quarters of an hour later, the steaming noodles came out of the pan.

Clear soup noodles.

The side dishes are minimalist.

Cut the red and white radish into thick strips

, served with emerald green onion and coriander

, a plate of pickles, and a stack of hot green onion egg flapjacks.

Han Xiangguo and Hu Chong sat on the bench, slowly.

At noon, the green onion flapjack is broken into small pieces, soaked in a bowl, and then two chopsticks are pickled

, and then squatted under the eaves, gobbling up, and eating and sucking.

Han Xiangbone eats elegantly, but also eats quickly.

Raise your head and drink the noodle soup.

The young county order put down the bowl and chopsticks, felt out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

When Hu Chong also finished eating, Qingwu finished the third bowl, and Han Xianggu got up to leave.

“Aunt, Yannu, the rain is getting stronger, don’t send it.”

Han Xiangbone grabbed a bulging money bag from his sleeve.

Without waiting for him to speak, Shen Xinglie took the lead in speaking: “Taiping, although Yannu and I can’t talk about food and clothing, we haven’t reached the point where we can’t eat enough and don’t cover our bodies. The

woman’s voice said unquestionably: “If you give it strongly, from now on, I will honor you as the county prince and no longer call you taiping.”

Han Xiangbone: “Aunt… You are my brother Wei.

“After the autumn rains, winter is coming, and I want to add two cotton clothes for my aunt and Yannu.”

The woman said resolutely: “Taiping, if it is really cotton clothes, the aunt will accept it, and she will accept it unceremoniously.”

“But silver, no!”

Han Xiangbone smiled and said, “Okay, sister-in-law, leave.” ”

At the gate of the Wei family’s small courtyard.

Looking at the centaurs who soon disappeared into the depths of the rain and mist, Wei Yannu was curious: “Mother, why don’t you accept that bag of silver money?”

“Are you afraid that if you accept it, Uncle Han will never come to our house again?”

Shen Xinglie shook his head, “Your Uncle Han is not far away thousands of miles, bringing home the soul of your father who died in a foreign land, this kindness is too heavy and too big.

“We can’t pay it off anymore, so we can’t owe it any more.”

Wei Yannu thought for a while, and said in a surprising voice: “Mother, my daughter can go and be a concubine for Uncle Han!”

“Nope!”

Shen Xinglie sternly refused: “Your Uncle Han called your father big brother, call me aunt, if you become a concubine, won’t you be in chaos?!”

Wei Yannu: “Isn’t it okay to call each other?”

“Uncle Han calls you aunt, and you call Uncle Han virtuous son-in-law.”

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