Bound Shark Wife

Meng Dong came quietly, and there was four nights and five days of continuous wet rain in the Quli people's land, the wind was blowing and the rain was casting spells all at once, it was bitingly cold, and the doors were closed tightly.

Everything was quiet, and Shark, who used to be a heavy sleeper, woke up recently and disappeared. Dongyue took several new furs from the strange old man and sent them to the Clothing Pavilion to make the clothes. In the Zongzhang's room, he was going to ask Xiaoyu to try it again, but he went around the room a few times, but it was empty.

Dongyue wondered: "Where are people?"

Liu Songzi huddled into the house with his sleeves curled up, and said listlessly: "I thought I went to the teahouse to listen to the story early in the morning, and the Zongzhang also told me to send him to the attic to write today, but he ran away again."

Dongyue looked at him: "What story?"

Liu Songzi's expression was strange, and at the same time, he was a little bit ashamed.He looked around and saw no one, so he said quietly: "It's the story of Zongzhang and Shark."

He hurriedly said: "But you still don't listen, save it, save it..."

Dongyue: "What are you saving?"

Liu Songzi shook his head: "Girl, it's better not to listen, I'll go to work first."

After the servant finished speaking, he ran away in a hurry, leaving Dongyue in a daze.

The street is cold and windy, wet and rainy, but the largest tea house in the city is still doing business.No matter how cold it is outside, tea drinkers sit in this building, surrounded by a stove, holding a cup of freshly brewed hot tea in their hands, making their whole body warm and harmonious, accompanied by a little song on stage, a story , one sitting is a day.

The one who shook his head and listened to the story with the tea guests downstairs was Xiaoyu in the private room upstairs.

Xiaoying lay on the railing and looked at the storyteller on the stage, all her energy was concentrated on the recent popular words in the city.

"This story says that everyone tried to persuade the Zongzhang to marry a regular wife, but the Zongzhang didn't make a move, he regarded the Qidi as a treasure, and some unpopular words spread to the Zongyuan, and the Zongzhang sealed his tongue. To this Qidi, it can be said that I dote on him in every possible way, and I am afraid that those gossips will hurt him."

The women in the audience applauded again and again. This kind of loyal love story is very popular in their circles. They used to listen to ancient myths, but now the protagonist of the story has become the head of the family and his younger brother. Fitting with life, the story of the story has become a big hit after only one or two episodes.

There were also a few first-rate painters who drew the picture of the patriarch carrying the Qidi away that day, and included it in the picture book as a picture, which made the audience even more excited.

The storyteller on the stage had already mentioned that the Zongzhang picked up Qidi and went back to the room. He closed the story book, and the old god sat on the ground and looked around, looking upstairs. Naturally, he had to pay for the rest of the content. listen.

Tea drinkers are willing to come to the teahouse to sit and drink hot tea for a day, but they are not very happy to ask them to add extra money.Let’s not say that the price of the script has become more expensive this time, but no matter how wonderful the story of the script is, if the head of the scriptures is held accountable later, no one will be able to escape, which is why the tea drinkers have some scruples.

"Old Xu, just say a little more—"

"That's right, it's not dark yet, let's talk about it just in time for us to go home and have a hot meal."

Xiao Shar turned her head and told Wu Wei, who was guarding the door, to go down and invite Lao Xu to come up.

Old Xu smiled until his eye lines came out, and made a gesture: "It's cold today, if you want to listen to the story, you need to add some more to the price, this amount."

Wu Wei nodded, and Lao Xu packed up his things, and went upstairs to serve his Master Jin without looking back at the group of tea drinkers who kept him.

Master Jin was still dressed in luxurious clothes, with a light gauze bamboo hat on his head, and long black hair like a waterfall hanging down softly behind him.

Old Xu cleared his throat, looked at this Mr. Jin who spent a lot of money on him day in and day out, and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence that the book has written the latest secret story in the house, the master is blessed today."

Xiaojiao pricked up his ears, last time he had heard twice the scenes where the head of the clan and the Qidi were in the room, you entered and retreated, you kissed and I was ashamed: "Is there anything better?"

Lao Xu sat down, and when he heard the clear voice of "Master Jin", he tapped his ears and nodded.

Although Lao Xu was called Lao Xu, he was only in his mid-twenties. If he hadn't been short of money, he wouldn't have taken the risk to tell the story of the patriarch and the Qidi.

Lao Xu began to add a few paragraphs to the private story that can only be heard after adding a price in the script, and he said it so vividly that it made people blush.

"The Zongzhang took off Qidi's coat, and his stern face couldn't help being slightly moved. It turns out that today, Qidi asked someone to make a bright red bellyband to please the Zongzhang, and the bellyband was attached to that thin white waist. , it is simply unbearable for the Zongzhang to hold it with one hand."

Shark listened intently, and asked at the right time: "Dudouer?"

Old Xu unfolded the pictures in the drawing book to Master Jin, and Master Jin nodded in satisfaction.

"The Zongzhang kissed Qidi's juicy lips, and after taking a sip, his heart softened a little. After a while, Qidi made a sweet voice, and hooked the Zongzhang's neck with two hands as white and tender as lotus root. The placket is peeling off."

"The Zongchang issued an order, don't move until you are told to move. After saying that, move your palms down, hold Qidi's slippery ankle, put him in his arms suddenly, stand up straight and let Qidi coil around you. "

Shark was completely engrossed, and in the following period of secret affairs in the room, the words were hot, and the words in the storybook even gradually became vulgar.However, the person who writes the storybook said that tea drinkers like this one, and arty people still think it is not exciting, the thicker the better, the more vulgar the more it sells.

After finishing this exciting, vulgar and extra-charged room secret, Xiaoxie came back to his senses for a long time, and took out a small amount of money from his purse to reward the other party.

Old Xu saw Master Jin's hands that were comparable to women's catkins, and secretly thought that it might not be the young master of a certain family who had a crush on the patriarch, but he never got what he wanted, so he could only listen to these private and secret words. This story relieves his hunger/thirst .

In the early morning of cold winter, when Xiao Jiao walked out of the teahouse, the lanterns on both streets were dimly lit.He pulled up the rabbit ear hat on his head, took Wu Wei's arm and sat in the carriage, and met the Zongzhang on the way back home.

He pulled up the car curtain and called, "Ah Yuan, Ah Yuan."

As soon as the carriage next door stopped, Xiao Yu immediately jumped out of the carriage and got into Zong Zhang's carriage.

Pu Yuan stretched out his hand and picked up the shark who jumped up from the outside recklessly. The little shark looked good. Today he told his servant to take the shark to the book pavilion to practice calligraphy. Looking at the current situation, the shark probably ran out to play again after not sleeping. .

Xiaosha raised her face and carefully looked at Zong Zhang's face, which was close to Chi Chi, and backed away a little embarrassed.

This backsliding of the shark makes Puyuan wonder, when the shark is free to do whatever he does on weekdays, when will it be like this.

Xiaoying's eyes were rippling, and he twitched a bit and asked bluntly: "A Yuan, do you like bellybands?"

Pu Yuan: "..."

Shark made gestures and compared: "The bright red one."

Zongzhang raised his eyebrows sharply: "What did you do today?"

Xiaoying sits obediently: "Listen to the book, what Lao Xu said is the story of Ah Yuan and Shark."

Pu Yuan's expression remained unchanged: "Tell me about it."

Xiaojiao told the story for a round, and even told the secret part of the room that he paid extra for.After all, the words written in the storybook are all vulgar and straightforward words, and the storybook that does not need to be elaborated makes Xiaoyu understand seven or eight points after listening to it.

Xiaoying's mouth is full of nasty words, but he doesn't know that Zongzhang's face is as dark as the sky outside.

Pu Yuan looked at him: "Stay in Shuge to practice calligraphy in the next few days."

Xiaosha: "Shame wants to go out and play."

After a few days, Shark didn't go out after all. After waking up and eating enough, he was led to the Book Pavilion by his servants who followed him all the time.

Shame became groggy as soon as he practiced calligraphy, and fell asleep directly with his head next to the desk.

The Zongzhang put down the scroll, knowing that the shark was affected by those obscenities/books outside.He opened the scriptures sent by the servant not long ago, and read it from the beginning to the end. In the latest scriptures, the Qidi was pregnant with the second child, and there was a small volume of private supplementary records. The servant paid a considerable price to buy this book. Small private copy.

Opening the storybook, the Zongzhang pressed the pregnant Qidi against the window, and the dense spring petals fell into the window, and the petals on the Zongzhang's fingers were all stained with juice. break.

Coupled with words, full of obscenity/slutty, this book writer and storyteller is simply audacious, and in the name of making money, he even made crooked ideas on the head of the sect.

After seeing that Xiaoying couldn't go to the teahouse to listen to the story, he didn't think about eating or drinking all day long, and fell asleep as soon as he arrived at the bookstore.

After half a month, Xiaosha got half a day to let the wind go. During this half month of winter, he only slept without going out, and his bones were loose. When he was free, he went out to ask Wuwei to buy a book.

Wu Wei looked puzzled, and finally told him that the storybook had been purged overnight, and that Lao Xu had moved, and Shame became more and more out of his mind.

Pu Yuan put down his pen, but today he didn't write a single word, just sleeping on his stomach heartlessly.

The inside of the bookstore is not as warm as the bedroom. He hugged the shark, and the shark in his arms twisted its neck, revealing a red line from the inside of the skirt.

Pu Yuan tried to pull out the red thread until a small piece of cloth was exposed, his complexion suddenly darkened.

Under the shark clothes was a small bellyband that he got from someone who didn't know where. When the Zongzhang carried him into the bedroom, Xiaosha, who had closed his eyes, immediately wrapped his arms around Zongzhang's neck with a smile, muttering: "Ah Yuan is bad, Ah! The abyss is bad."

"A Yuan secretly hid the scriptures he bought, and Yu found it."

Xiaoyu jumped out of Zong Zhang's arms, ran to the bed, picked up a pillow and stuffed it under his clothes.

Pu Yuan looked at the good guy in front of him who didn't want to learn but learned those lewd ones, his expression was complicated, and he regretted that he didn't burn all those story books, instead of...

It's not because of a sudden leak of selfishness that I kept the script for a few more days.

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