Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

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Hearing Mu Nan's ambiguous words, Shangguan Yi understood and didn't expose Mu Nan. He could feel that Mu Nan was pretending to be calm, because the hand that was holding him so tightly was actually oozing out of it. After sweating so much, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

Song Yitong seemed unable to believe what he heard and saw. He stared blankly at Mu Nan who seemed to be blushing, and said shyly, "Xiao Nan, you are angry with me, I know, but you don't want to." Make a joke like this, okay?"

Saying that, Song Yitong stuffed the silk in his hand into Mu Nan's arms, feeling a little flustered, "Xiao Nan, I picked up this one, but I couldn't find the other half. Let's find it together, shall we?"

Later, Song Yitong's tone already had a hint of pleading, and Shangguanyi felt that Mu Nan's body trembled even more. He could only sigh softly from the bottom of his heart, and embraced Mu Nan with one hand, supporting his crumbling body .

Shangguan Yi's face showed a bit of coldness, he took out the silk from Mu Nan's hand, and wanted to hand it back to Song Yitong, "Mr. Song, I don't care about Xiao Nan's past, but now that he is with me, he is still with me." Please, Young Master Song, be able to respect yourself."

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Yi embraced Mu Nan and was about to walk back. Song Yitong didn't reach out to catch the half of the silk scarf, but just stared blankly at Mu Nan who kept his head down, watching Shangguan Yi lead him away, until nothing can be seen.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Song Yitong hurriedly squatted down to pick up the silk that he hadn't caught just now. However, the ground was clean at this time, only yellow dust, small stones, and the light half piece of silk. The silk scarf has long been blown to nowhere.

With a broken heart, Song Yitong finally felt the pain of the first time in his life. He lost his elegance and unruly romantic charm, and was full of embarrassment looking for the token of love he had lost on the street. When he finally When it was found in a puddle of mud, tears welled up from the corners of its eyes.

Tightly hugging the dirty silk scarf in his arms, Song Yitong forgot that some things can be found if they are lost, and some people can never be found if they are lost.

Looking at his daughter-in-law's embarrassment with some smirks, Nangong Ye pretended to be serious and said, "I said not to go in this direction, daughter-in-law, if you don't listen, is this embarrassing?"

An Lingqing turned around and gave Nangong Ye a hard look, and roared sternly, "I'm divorced from you, don't call me wife again, and I don't know that the brothel doesn't open during the day, who like you still wants to ask for it?" Marry a concubine, Nangong Ye, you are a big pervert, a big bastard!"

Being brought up by An Lingqing again, Nangong Ye was finally a little discouraged, and sighed pitifully to himself, "Isn't that a joke? How dare I...there is a fierce wife at home..."

"What did you say?!" There was a sudden roar, which suddenly woke up many sleeping beauties in brothels and Chu halls.

The water-stripe zhen ling thinks long and rests overnight.

Since then, I love Liang Ye without a heart, and let him go down to the west building with a bright moon.

The author has something to say: Hey~ In the next chapter, Anling Children's Shoes will restore the image of a gentle little daughter-in-law~~ Song Yitong Children's Shoes, hurt is hurt, it is not to cover up the hurt by trying to make up for it~ So I said, Shangguan Yi Gentleman is a good man~~

66

66. The 64th backwater double double flounder...

On the way back, a white pigeon suddenly landed on Nangong Ye's arm. Since he was holding too many things in his hands, he couldn't take out the letters tied to the pigeon's legs and feet. Wei, handed over the large and small objects in his hand to the other party, and then opened the note, and his brows were slightly frowned upon seeing it.

An Lingqing realized that there seemed to be no one following behind him, but he turned his head just in time to see the moment Nangong Ye frowned, and subconsciously walked over quickly, he raised his head and asked with concern, "Master, is something wrong?"

Hearing that An Lingqing finally spoke to him in a familiar tone, Nangong Ye's gloomy mood because of business affairs suddenly melted away. He smiled slightly, put the little note away, and then stretched out his hand to touch An Ling Qing's head, held his hand and continued walking, not forgetting to explain gently, "It's not a big deal, it can be resolved."

After Nangong Ye said so, An Lingqing naturally wouldn't ask any more questions, he just curled up his mouth and smiled lightly, and lightly held Nangong Ye's hand back, probably because of sword practice, Nangong Ye's palm had Thin calluses, although rubbing his soft hands would be uncomfortable, but An Lingqing felt unusually warm.

Raising his eyebrows lightly, Nangong Ye narrowed his eyes teasingly, and smiled lightly, "Why isn't my daughter-in-law angry anymore?"

Hearing this, An Lingqing remembered that he was angry with Nangong Ye, but this time his hands were being held, and he was too embarrassed to let go, and he didn't want to let go of the warm feeling, and in fact, there was always a warm feeling in his heart. Not angry, it was just for fun like before.

Being picked up by Nangong Ye, An Lingqing blushed slightly in embarrassment. He blinked his eyes to avoid Nangong Ye's teasing gaze, and argued in a low voice, "Ben, I was... not angry..."

"Eh? Really?" Nangong Ye immediately asked in surprise, "Then who gave me the divorce letter I received before?" Nangong Ye put the divorce letter in front of An Lingqing Shaking, pretending to be puzzled.

In an instant, An Lingqing's face turned even redder. His face was burning bright red, like a fiery sunset glow. He stretched out his hand to snatch the letter of divorce, but he still stammered, "Then... That is……"

"What is that?" Nangong Ye turned his wrist when An Lingqing was about to encounter the letter of divorce, and put the note back to his waist. With a smile on his face, he lazily said, "No matter what it is, it will be confiscated."

Hearing this, An Lingqing became a little anxious. He didn't want to be ridiculed by Nangong Ye all the time. When he was in a hurry, he reached out to grab the bag that Nangong Ye put on his waist, regardless of the public. note.

Nangong Ye gently grasped An Lingqing's wrist in time, and the other hand took advantage of the situation to wrap around An Lingqing's waist. He smiled even more kindly.

Bending down to An Lingqing's ear, Nangong Ye breathed out the hot air and said in a low voice, "Of course I'm happy with my daughter-in-law being so enthusiastic, but it's better to do this private matter in private, my dear little lady thinks Woolen cloth?"

With a bang, the blush on An Lingqing's face intensified a bit, even his big eyes became watery, and there was a shallow shyness in the clear water pupils, and the rolling eyes were actually alluring. pole.

And An Lingqing didn't care about his reddened face when he heard Nangong Ye's words, he raised his head and glared at Nangong Ye, then turned his head with a soft hum, but his red ears revealed his nervousness.

Laughing softly in An Lingqing's ear, Nangong Ye gently pinched his daughter-in-law's small waist contentedly, and sighed contentedly, "The waist is so full that it's hard to hold, it's really beautiful for a husband. "

This almost obscene molesting statement made An Lingqing even more at a loss as to how to reply. He wanted to break away from Nangong Ye's hand, but he was only held tighter, and his waist was rubbed and pinched even more ambiguously. At the same time, Nangong Ye He actually touched his sensitive point intentionally or unintentionally, and in the end not only could he not avoid it, but his legs were a little weak.

An Lingqing raised his head in dissatisfaction and gave Nangong Ye another hard look, but at this moment his eyes were already clouded with thick water vapor, this look was full of injustice and anger, and he seemed to be acting coquettishly, and his originally serious voice also became It's a little soft, and it's even more tempting to imagine, "Don't touch it..."

In fact, he just wanted to tease An Lingqing, but this time Nangong Ye felt that he had played too far, and was suspected of getting himself burned. He coughed lightly to cover up, touched his nose embarrassingly, but did not forget to hold his arms tightly. An Lingqing's body was a little weak, and he whispered flatteringly, "An Ling, are you okay?"

With a blushing face, An Lingqing didn't know how to answer Nangong Ye, he could only bite his lower lip in half shame and half helplessly, then he closed his eyes tightly, and leaned his whole body against Nangong Ye as if giving up.

Reassuring himself that no one was paying attention to him, An Lingqing buried his whole face in Nangong Ye's arms, even though his face was so red that it was about to bleed, he was so anxious that he even jumped his feet. After a while, Only then did Nangong Ye hear a muffled voice, "Legs, they are too weak to walk..."

Nangong Ye was taken aback for a moment, then his shoulders began to move slightly, and then turned into a big one. His panting sound was accompanied by suppressed laughter from An Lingqing's head, which made An Lingqing even more nervous for a moment. I was too embarrassed to speak.

Thinking that this was on the street, An Lingqing couldn't help but feel ashamed. He tightly grasped Nangong Ye's lapel with both hands, he didn't dare to open his eyes for a moment, but his legs were still unbelievably weak.

Feeling Nangong Ye's suppressed laughter, An Lingqing could only shout loudly at last, "Have you laughed enough!? It's all your fault...you..." Afterwards, An Lingqing couldn't bear it anymore. I can't go on.

Fearing that his daughter-in-law would die of embarrassment and anger, Nangong Ye finally stopped suppressing his smile and let out a hearty laugh. Then, no matter how many people were watching them, he hugged An Lingqing in his arms, and quickly went to the drunken town with light kung fu. Speeding away in the direction of residence.

Back at the inn, Nangong Ye hugged An Lingqing and jumped directly from the high wall of the backyard into the independent courtyard where they lived, and finally stood still. Nangong Ye lowered his head and found An Lingqing's head still buried firmly in his arms Here, the whole person curled up in a ball due to shyness, looking extremely cute.

"Anling's daughter-in-law, let's go