From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

Meng Liu's head is full of black lines [Then you can give me a move, what should I do now? 】

[I think you can imitate the previous world and tie up Lu Peifeng and have sex directly. Get his body first before talking about anything else. 】

Meng Liu shook his head slowly [No, his personality is different from Ke Fan's. He is so stubborn. I'm afraid forcing him will remind him of the fear of being dominated by Lu Xiao and the old lady. 】

[If you can't do it hard, you can only go soft. I go around in front of him every day and sell myself miserably. Let me tell you, all men do this. Selling your body to bury your father and provide for your younger siblings to go to school. No man in the past can refuse it. 】

Meng Liu thought for a moment. What the system said made sense, but she wasn't sure if it was useful. After all, she couldn't give an answer to the two questions that people were most concerned about.

He couldn't tell what happened in the God Realm, and he couldn't explain Shen Twelve.

Early the next morning, Meng Liu originally wanted to tell Shen Zhou to go to the time-honored restaurant in the west of the city to buy breakfast that had to be queued up, but then he thought that it would be more sincere to go there in person. In short, there was nothing else in the world. All you need to do is attack Lu Peifeng with peace of mind.

After waiting in line all morning, Meng Liu came to the door carrying breakfast.

Lu Peifeng got up early and vented his energy by boxing in the yard.

"You didn't have breakfast, did you? Want to eat something with me?" Meng Liu Yang said with something in his hand.

Lu Peifeng glanced at her, not saying yes but not rejecting either.

The two sat at opposite ends.

"Do you like to eat? I waited in line for more than half an hour today. If you like it, it's not a waste of time. I'll go again tomorrow."

"I don't value food and drink, you know." Lu Peifeng put down his chopsticks, "You don't have to do such a thing in the future."

Meng Liu wrinkled his face in distress: "Oh."

After lunch, Lu Peifeng walked to the table nearby, picked up a book and started reading. He didn't chase her away, but he didn't talk to her either.

Meng Liu: "..."

He's like a little kid having a tantrum now. The yard that Lu Peifeng bought was not big, with only three entrances. She didn't believe that such a big house didn't even have a study room! It was obvious that he couldn't let her go.

Meng Liu's guess was absolutely correct. Although Lu Peifeng picked up the book pretending to be natural, he didn't put his mind on it at all. The corner of his eye was all on her. How can one truly feel calm when facing the person he likes? No matter how angry he is, he will dissipate little by little in her tenderness.

Meng Liu had no intention of just sitting there and waiting for death. She called Yuan Xiang and went out. After she left, Lu Peifeng's shoulders instantly slumped.

Shen Zhou: "Master, what exactly are you thinking? Are you really not planning to reconcile with the lady?"

Lu Peifeng put down the book and pondered: "Shen Zhou, how much do you think she has feelings for me?"

"Ah..." Shen Zhou frowned and couldn't tell, so he could only reply, "No matter how much it is, it is definitely there."

Lu Peifeng raised his lips, right?

But what he wants is not a love that can be discarded at any time. What he wants is absolute possession. What he wants is that he is the only one in her body and heart. What he wants is that it must be him. It must be him, and no one else can. .

He cannot be replaced or substituted, nor can he just give in because there is no one else more suitable than him.

Shen Zhou couldn't understand what his young master was thinking. In the past few years, he and Yuan Xiang had established a relationship. As long as Yuan Xiang's sister smiled at him, he would be willing to die. How could he be willing to neglect the one he loved.

Meng Liu led Yuan Xiang to pick out several pieces of cloth from the cloth shop on the street, and also bought some silk thread. She planned to make a set of clothes for Lu Peifeng with her own hands. After buying all the things she needed to buy, she returned to Lu Peifeng's side and occupied another corner of the study as she should have.

"Get up." She pulled Lu Peifeng.

He had a puzzled look on his face, and Meng Liu chuckled: "I'll make you a set of clothes."

Hearing this, Lu Peifeng did not refuse. After all, his boudoir daughter's daughter, Hong Kong, was from elementary school. Speaking of which, Meng Liu had never made any clothes for him, and even Lu Xiao had not received such treatment.

The gift called Unique rang in his mind, and he couldn't refuse it.

After measuring, Meng Liu pointed at the fabric and started to cut the scissors. She thought that making clothes shouldn't be difficult, just cut two pieces of cloth and sew them together. In order to let Lu Peifeng wear them as soon as possible, she was impatient and finished them in just one afternoon.

But it turned out that there was some gap. The two pieces of fabric were loosely sewn together and broke when pulled.

Meng Liu pouted and was not satisfied. She originally wanted to embroider something on her clothes, but she didn't even get the basics right. How could she give this gift!

Lu Peifeng was also looking at her quietly. He admired in his heart that it was done so quickly. It seemed that Meng Liu was a good female celebrity. Can he look forward to letting her make all his clothes in the future?

Just thinking that he was covered in items sewn by her, he felt hot in his heart and couldn't help but feel happy.

Yuan Xiang snickered on the side: "Miss, the stitching is too loose. You need to sew it more tightly. I think you should sew a sachet first. That's easy."

Meng Liu has never made a sachet but has seen it before. Is it easy? It still has to be embroidered, but for a female celebrity like her, forget it.

She thought about it and picked a piece of satin. This time she was particularly meticulous. From the stitching to the pattern, she made everything exactly how she remembered it. Even when Lu Peifeng asked her to have dinner, she only had to deal with it briefly before she hurriedly put down the bowl and went to continue sewing.

When the candles were lit, Lu Peifeng was a little reluctant. Although he wanted to wear the clothes she had sewn by hand, he was reluctant to stay up all night to fight. What should he do if his eyes were damaged?

"I want to rest." He said cryptically.

How could Meng Liu be willing to leave now: "Go ahead, I'll be done with just a little bit."

Seeing this, Lu Peifeng could only stay with him. The book in his hand had not been turned over for a whole day, and the corners of the book began to curl under his caress.

At Xu time, Meng Liu put down what he was holding and stretched.

She waved: "Come here quickly, see if you like it?"

Lu Peifeng immediately stood up and walked over in two steps. He first looked at her hand to see if she was injured. After looking around calmly, he looked at the small piece of fabric in his hand with excitement.

The two pieces were flush, and there was an extra bulge of fabric in the middle. He turned it over and over, but couldn't figure out what it was used for.

"What is this?" he asked with a frown.

Meng Liu's face was a little astringent: "These are called underwear."

The reason why she wanted to do this was because in ancient times, there were only underwear, and neither men nor women had underwear. However, she still felt that it was not comfortable to wear it in neutral, so she drew some pictures and made several sets of underwear for herself with Yuan Xiang.

Although there is a bellyband, it is too thin after all, and she is afraid of heat. She cannot do the three-layer outside three-layer method used by the ancients. She often only wears two pieces. If she wears less, accidents will happen. Yuanxiang still makes it. The crisis of bulging was solved by taking out the bra.