Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

When they walked into the yard, the lights were on in the small kitchen. Yan San looked around and couldn't feel anyone's presence. He thought Yan Qi had avoided it after all.

The water was boiling in the kitchen. Yan San poured hot water and helped Ling Qingyu clean it first. After tidying up the house, he then fetched cold water from the well in the yard to rinse himself clean.

Sure enough, he was still injured afterward, and it hurt when he walked around. Thinking of Ling Qingyu's expression, Yan San laughed again. She regarded this kind of thing as research. Yes, she had always been interested in this, and once pursued her. Then I asked Yan Qi, why do men feel happy when being fucked? Yan Qiwen ran away directly.

Why do you feel pleasure? I don’t know why other men feel pleasure. I just do it because you like it.

Back in the room, Ling Qingyu was already asleep. Yan San sat next to her and looked at her. Her words today actually revealed a lot of information, but Yan San was unwilling to delve into it. He was afraid that if she still loved the father of the child, He still wanted to go back. If she really went back one day, he didn't want to think about it.

If you must go back, Yan San brushed her face with his fingers, put the hair behind her head, and said softly: Please kill Yan San first before leaving. In this way, maybe my soul can still follow you. you go.

When he woke up the next morning, Ling Qingyu was indeed as hungover as if his head was about to explode.

Rubbing his head and opening his eyes, he was a little surprised to see Yan San leaning against the head of the bed and sleeping soundly, with one hand still on his body.

Ever since she met Yan San, she had never seen Yan San get up later than she did. Whenever she opened her eyes, she would see Yan San tidying up neatly. It was really the first time that she looked like this.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if there was still a trace of tiredness, and Ling Qingyu felt a little heartache in his heart. Thinking that he had tormented him a lot when he was drunk yesterday, well, how did he torment him?

Ling Qingyu quietly raised his body a little, and then peeled off his clothes a little. Sure enough, it was colorful again, and Ling Qingyu screamed in pain for him.

Yan San woke up as soon as she moved. He squinted and watched as she gently peeled off his clothes. Then, with a look of unbearable pain, he stretched out his hand to touch but didn't dare to touch it. He chuckled and said, That's not it. The most serious place.”

Ling Qingyu was startled, retracted his hand and got under the quilt. Then he thought something was wrong, got up and asked, Isn't it the most serious thing? Is there something more serious?

Yes. Yan San turned over, climbed on the bed, took a bottle of ointment from the bedside and handed it to her, saying, You just happened to wake up, apply the medicine for me.

Ah?! Ling Qingyu took the medicine and looked a little stupidly as Yan San lifted up his long coat. He was not wearing pants underneath, and his sexy and tight butt was tilted up. It was already red and swollen and there were still some bloodshot spots. It was just displayed in front of her.

****! Ling Qingyu lamented. Seeing Yan San looking sideways at her, he hurriedly said: I mean who and what **** did this to you?

You did it. Yan San turned around and lay down, saying.

Me? Ling Qingyu pointed at himself, and when Yan San nodded without hesitation, he knew he was right. This unscrupulous thing must have been the result of his drunkenness.

With all the emotions of guilt, guilt, and self-loathing, Ling Qingyu took out a lump of ointment and rubbed it on the area carefully.

The injury is inside. Yan San said.

Ling Qingyu paused for a moment, then resignedly dug out a lump of ointment with his fingers, then reached in and applied it on the inner wall.

Well Yan San's body tensed up and he let out a low moan.

Does it hurt? Ling Qingyu stopped and asked.

It's okay. Yan San took a long breath and said. Then he lowered his waist and pressed down the guy who reacted hard.

Hey, Yan San, I really can't stand you. I swear today that if I drink again, I will die a miserable death. God damn... um... Yan San blocked the last part of the sentence with his lips. Ling Qingyu smashed his eyes, okay, classmate Yan San, don’t you think this gesture is weird? My fingers are still inside! Thinking like this, Ling Qingyu's fingers moved uncontrollably.

Yan San laughed out loud, let go of her and lay back obediently, saying: Get it done quickly, or I will want you again.

This threat was too great for Ling Qingyu, who had already begun to feel soreness in his back and legs. He hurriedly applied the ointment on his entire body, patted his butt, and said, Okay.

Yan San got up and got dressed. When he saw Ling Qingyu put down the ointment and saw the two jade sticks placed by the bedside, he said: Use the smaller one from now on. The big one will not be able to bear it. Before long, his eyes widened. Ling Qingyu reacted and put on his coat. Yan San, whose ears were a little red, walked out of the room to fetch water.

This guy! It must be intentional! Ling Qingyu covered her face, feeling that her whole life had been lost here. She could have tried to shirk responsibility by saying she was drunk and couldn't remember, but that guy put this here to tell her clearly and wanted to pretend to have amnesia. ? No way, the evidence is solid!

It’s all Hua Dong’s fault! If it weren't for her ****, I would watch some Danmei and some GV! I don’t have this subconscious mind either! (You have already done this to Yang Zhao, so stop pretending to be naive, dear! Hua Dongliu)

While dressing, washing, and makeup, Ling Qingyu kept awkwardly, not daring to look at Yan San. Yan San couldn't help it anymore, grabbed her shoulder, took the comb, and combed it for her. She had been combing it for a while, but it still wasn't smooth. Hair, with a bit of a vicious tone: Are you so awkward when you do Yang Zhao!

I got his consent, Ling Qingyu clasped his fingers and whispered, I'm sorry.

I agree. Yan San paused slightly, then continued to comb his messy hair.

Huh? Ling Qingyu raised his head and hit the comb with his forehead, and cried out in pain again.

You asked me before you did it, and I agreed. Yan San said angrily. If you have to make it so clear, the killer will be shy!

Yan San, Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged his waist, saying: I really won't drink anymore. I don't want to not know what you and I did. I want to see Yan San clearly. I'm so happy. I burst into tears in my heart. It would be such a beautiful and exciting scene for someone like Yan San to be killed, but I couldn't remember anything!

That's true. It's really annoying to work hard like that and not remember anything. Yan San nodded and said: Just remember, don't touch that thing again in the future.

There was only one day left before New Year's Eve, so everyone decided to go to Wu County for New Year's Eve dinner, so they quickly packed their things. Now that the Ling family business was rich, they even kept a dozen carriages, waiting for Ling Qingyu and Yan Sanyi to show up. He urged them to eat and prepare to go on their way.

The mighty convoy set off in the morning and drove all night, arriving in Wuxian County in the afternoon of the next day.

Mother Zheng didn't expect so many people to come at once. Fortunately, they brought Xu Da and the materials. It was fast for everyone to cook dinner together. However, one courtyard was too small, so they separated it into two courtyards and set up several banquet tables.

Zheng Dong has married Luxiu, and their child is three months old. Ling Qingyu found a few replacement gifts from his jewelry box.

In order to save time, when I left, I directly loaded the suitcases and jewelry boxes, including Fatmeh’s box, into the car and took them with me.

Naturally, the New Year's Eve dinner was extremely lively, but Ling Qingyu dared not touch the wine until death. Yan San, who suffered deeply, and Yan Qi, who had seen half of the harm, would cut her eyes with a knife that could freeze anyone if anyone dared to pour her wine. He did this several times, and everyone accepted her drinking tea instead of wine.

There were so many people coming, the yard was really small, and everyone tacitly agreed not to go to the backyard, so there were many people playing horse crane in the front yard all night long.

The noise in the front yard was clearly heard, but Ling Qingyu felt very comfortable. Hearing them getting married one by one, he was really happy. How could he not be happy when his subordinates had families and happiness? But when a person gets married, he also has his own life. Responsibilities and burdens, official business will not be affected, but private life cannot be like before. Just thinking about it makes me feel a little lonely.

But after the drunken scene and Yan San's trouble in the morning, Ling Qingyu felt that he was too pretentious. The people closest to him were always there and never left. He had a career and a lover, but he still went through the sorrowful sorrow of spring and autumn through drinking and making trouble. , it was too much, and he transformed when he was drunk. In the past, he transformed into Ultraman and beat up a few boys into monsters, but Fatme still had to blame him for that incident! There was nothing wrong with giving him such a bunch of things, and there was no weapon. The most she could do was beat someone up, and she wouldn't let it end up like this! Keep pretending to have amnesia, it's really shameless.

Since she couldn't sleep anyway, Ling Qingyu ran to the front yard, pushed Ding Dong off the table, and went to the table to play horse hanging. But the facts once again proved that she was unlucky if she got involved with gambling. In the end, she lost three for one, and one ingot. It's really heartbreaking to export so much money.

Ling Qingyu treats others generously. Not only does he give a high salary, but he also gives a large amount of money as bonuses and dividends. Big shopkeepers such as Cai Jingfang, Zheng Xi, Han Ju and Ding Budong all give 10% to 30% dividends, but these four people are calculating the profits. At that time, they would add the price of all the raw materials, and they would not take any advantage of the boss. However, many of Ling Qingyu's raw materials were basically cost-free, so in the end, the dividend they received was actually less than 5% of the overall profit. However, That's it, it's quite impressive for the shopkeeper. Now that all shops and farms are on the right track, the future profits will be even more impressive. What is even more gratifying is that this momentum is still developing rapidly.

Before returning, Ling Qingyu took 200,000 taels of cash and distributed it to the people on the ship. Now even the cook Xu Da had hundreds of taels of silver in his pocket, which was comparable to the income of the place where he used to work for thirty years.

When Ling Qingyu made money, she had to count every penny. After getting the money, she really didn't care. Now, not counting gold and jewelry, she only has more than four million taels of silver, five million taels of silver notes, and four. The big shopkeeper also has a balance of more than three million taels. She is really a little rich woman.

Yan San dragged Ling Qingyu away before she lost to the point where she was completely embarrassed. He had never seen such a master who would cheat at the card table!

I can win it back! Ling Qingyu wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Yan San: Aren't you going to the Lin family after visiting the grave tomorrow? Why don't you have a good sleep?

Ling Qingyu then gave up and went back to sleep. Yes, there was a big event tomorrow. It was going to be scary on the first day of the new year!

After visiting the grave on the morning of the first day of the new year, Ling Qingyu went back to change into heavy equipment.

Wearing a long-sleeved Sichuan brocade dress embroidered with gold and silver threads and rolled with silver cloud satin, she wore a high bun, a golden corolla inlaid with precious stones, a white jade jade pendant hanging from her waist, a pair of jade bracelets on her hands, and a pair of jade bracelets on her ears. Also a pair of jade earrings, the whole person looks elegant and precious.

Yan San put a silver mink fur cloak on her and put on a sable fur girdle. His eyes were indifferent and his lips were not red.

Walking out of the small courtyard step by step, everyone waiting outside was shocked. It turns out that our head can be so dignified, luxurious and noble.