Xi Shijing

There is no cold weather in Lampang, especially in the capital Zalunwang.Put on an extra coat in the morning and evening, even for the winter.Pu Xueying doesn't like places where the four seasons are blurred, but fortunately, the law and order here is not strong enough to make it easier for his lover to survive.

Pu Xueying is diligent and motivated, and Nanbang talks a lot.Feng Yongzhan didn't know a word, and he didn't really want to learn.He doesn't have to work hard to live, his only way to get rich is to rob, no matter how complicated it is, it's Pu Xueying's business.

Therefore, Pu Xueying can be said to be incapacitated at present.He didn't consider staying in Lampang for a long time, so he just rented a simple apartment.But if you want to live comfortably, it is not cheap. In addition, you have to hire a servant, and you have to consider buying gold assets: there are turmoil in Lampang from time to time, and gold is the safest.

In this way, Pu Xueying has to separate Feng Yongzhan from his heart: the two of them slept together because of Pu Xueying's strong request.As of today, he has not seen Feng Yongzhan for three nights.

He looked at the clock in the corner of the bedroom, it was newly bought, with his and Feng Yongzhan's names engraved on the top - he didn't know if Feng Yongzhan had noticed it.

Feng Yongzhan had always loved women, if it wasn't for the encirclement and suppression, the bandits would not be able to continue, and he needed Pu Xueying's help, he would never have known Pu Xueying at all.Pu Xueying didn't expect to develop a good relationship with Feng Yongzhan, because the first time Feng Yongzhan learned of his intentions, he made a concise comment: "I think you are sick, fuck you!"

However, at this unexpected point, Pu Xueying's request also changed: Now you and I depend on each other for life, what can't you promise me?

Pu Xueying turned off the light and sat on the bed in a daze.He got acquainted with the wives in the neighborhood, and he learned some of the customs of Nanbang: if there is any trouble between the husband and wife, the gods and Buddhas should be invited to come forward.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was muddy water outside the door, and two pairs of footsteps sounded: the servant helped Feng Yongzhan in.Feng Yongzhan liked Lampang very much, and wished to stay in Lampang for a long time.Because Nanbang is hot on one day, people wear less clothes; on the other day it is lively, women wear very little.

Pu Xueying sank in the darkness, only to see Feng Yongzhan push the servant away, take two steps from the outside, and throw herself heavily on the bed, soon got up, her throat was filled with the smell of alcohol, she wanted to vomit, but she couldn't vomit. .

Pu Xueying's hand reached his shoulder, and she turned him over, facing her.Even though Pu Xueying wanted to slap him at this moment and raised her hand, she unconsciously looked at Feng Yongzhan's temples.Feng Yongzhan is really handsome and handsome, but he is as drunk as mud at the moment, and he is also a pool of handsome mud.

Once he was drunk, he lost his obnoxious stubbornness.He usually talks to Pu Xueying with a gun and a stick, but now his eyes are half-closed and his cheeks are flushed: "——you don't come to me?"

As soon as these words came out, Pu Xueying clenched her fists and beat her onto the bed, her heart softened: "I'm looking for you, are you willing to come back? Are you comfortable after so many days? Are you satisfied?"

Feng Yongzhan was pondered slowly by his question, and finally only blinked: "What about you?"

Pu Xueying's face was as white as paper: "Do you still remember me? You remember me while sleeping in someone else's sleep? I want to thank you!"

Feng Yongzhan pillowed on Pu Xueying's lap through the thin quilt, and then giggled: "Hehe, hehe! You don't have to thank me, Pu Xueying," he turned around and grabbed Pu Xueying on the side. He held the corner of his clothes in his hand and smelled it, then fell asleep murmuring: "Pu Xueying..."

He didn't know what kind of lucid dream he had, and he stuttered: "Old Heavenly King...glory to my hand..."

It was the flower card he played to Pu Xueying when the two of them met for the first time.

It's still whispering like this, which makes Pu Xueying still ruthless.He lowered his head and pressed against Feng Yongzhan's cheek.He had just exchanged some gold, and the gold bars were stored in the box, and he didn't want to touch them at all.

But are the so-called gods and Buddhas of the ladies useful?

"Is it useful?" Qian Youfang pushed Qiao Weixian into the study: "The money being sent out today is really not a small number!"

In addition to the monthly filial piety that Qiao Weixian made with Xia Congliang, Qiao Weixian has to take care of everything in the past half month. Let's talk about the business opening, even if it is really on the right track, it will take time to get back to the original.Qiao Weixian lay on his back in the wheelchair, closed his eyes and meditated.He really repaid the unfinished work of 30 years: "There is no difference between raising a litter of dogs. If I really don't have the ability, tell them to cut my flesh and kill me. If I have the ability..."

Qiao Weixian closed his eyes and just hummed.Qian Youfang stood behind him, carefully looked at the back of Qiao Weixian's head, and suddenly realized: "Oh, master, this has white hair."

Hearing this, Qiao Weixian didn't care about it: "Let it go," he was about to stroke his broken hair back and raised his arms, but he froze in mid-air: "Is there a lot? Does it look gray?—— If it’s not too much, just pull it out for me!”

"Too much or not much. Master is also afraid of gray hair?"

The back of Qiao Weixian's neck turned red: "Don't ask, just pull it out!"

Qian Youfang laughed as he pulled it out: Yuan Ji is probably coming tonight.

In the past, Qiao Weixian saw him in the study, but now he went to the bedroom.The door of Qiao Weixian's bedroom was ajar, just enough to hear the slight movement downstairs, and he didn't see him, so let him laugh first: "Did you go to bed so early?"

Sparks jumped from the stove beside it, crackling, Qiao Weixian lay on his side, with his back to Yuanji, silent.

Yuan Ji took off his boots and put them by the stove, tiptoed to the bed, knelt down on his knees, and sang softly to Qiao Weixian's back: "The stars in the sky are bright, how can my sister's hair shine?"

Qiao Weixian couldn't hold back a smile: "You fucking—" still didn't turn sideways.

"Why don't you look at me?" Yuan Ji leaned over, trying to see Qiao Weixian's face.

Qiao Weixian's hair is really soft and beautiful, reflecting the moonlight: "You don't even come to see me."

Yuanji couldn't help but poke his hand into Qiao Weixian's quilt: "What do you mean? I'm looking for you—why should I be looking for you?"

These words were quite effective, Qiao Weixian's buttocks turned upwards, and he whispered in a low voice: "Okay, what you said is reasonable. Now that you are in an important position and will become famous in the future, I have nothing to do with you. Not your backer, nor your employer..."

Yuan Ji leaned forward and stretched his hands into Qiao Weixian's quilt to keep warm: "Pull it down, who kisses my boss every day?"

Qiao Weixian's head sank into the pillow: "You can kiss someone else! I won't stop you, but dare I stop you? Officer Yuan!"

Yuan Ji's arm quietly stretched into the quilt: "Aren't you going to stop me?" Qiao Weixian insisted on not turning his head, Yuan Ji's head also got into the quilt, and the voice came from Qiao Weixian's quilt muffledly: "You mean what you say!"

Qiao Weixian's quilt swelled up from the bottom, Yuan Ji bent his elbows, crawled under the quilt, and stuck it to Qiao Weixian's face bit by bit, Qiao Weixian couldn't hold back anymore, laughed loudly, and leaned Yuan Ji in front of him Covering his lips with his hands: "If you make me angry, get out of here!"

Yuan Ji's voice was aggrieved in Qiao Weixian's palm, but his eyes were smiling: "Didn't you say you won't stop me?"

Qiao Weixian held his face and looked at it carefully for a while. His nose was straight and his eyebrows were thick, making people feel happy when they saw it: like a big hairy dog!

He pinched Yuanji's nose: "Are you free next year?"

Yuan Ji leaned on Qiao Weixian's chest and thought: "Yes, yes, you want to find me?"

"I was thinking," Qiao Weixian said in a secretive way, "I was thinking that the Chinese New Year is coming, and you come to my house to celebrate the New Year, and it will be lively."

Yuan Ji was naturally happy: "Wow!" He scratched his head, and teased Qiao Weixian again: "I went to your house for dinner, do you have anything to say?"

"What explanation do you want? I am your boss!" Qiao Weixian borrowed the donkey from the slope, but did not tell the truth.Gein's truth is not known to anyone except himself: Qiao Weixian's mother passed the door on New Year's Eve.