Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

"Eat it when it's hot." The man was talking when an equally nice voice that was almost identical to his called him.

"Brother, what are you doing there?" The pleasant voice gradually approached, and the man trotted over.

Zhong Ran's eyes widened.

Be nice!

Exactly the same face, exactly the same body, exactly the same clothes, twin brothers!

The elder brother smiled back at him, "I didn't do anything. I just felt sorry for her and gave her a sesame seed cake. Let's go."

The younger brother glanced at Zhong Ran, his eyes resting on her gauze-wrapped forehead. He hesitated and took a pack of medicinal materials from the medicine package he just bought for her.

Then he said, "Little beggar, I'll give you this packet of medicine. You can go back and drink it. The wound on your head will be healed soon. In return, you have to help us keep an eye on whether there are any singers in the teahouses and restaurants. I and I My brother is new here, and they don’t want us to sing. My brothers are about to suffer from the northwest wind, and there is a bedridden father at home. Please help me."

As soon as he said this, several beggars immediately gathered around and said, "Give me something to eat and I will help you keep an eye on the business."

The elder brother ruthlessly gave them the last sesame seed cake, and then the two brothers looked at each other helplessly, as if to say, they were going to be hungry today.

It wasn't until the two figures were out of sight that Zhong Ran looked back and looked at his hands again. He saw that the biscuits had been snatched away by some beggar.

She looked at her clothes, touched the gauze on her forehead, and asked the beggar, "Do I really look so pitiful?"

But the beggar said, "How can I say that I'm watching? You are very pitiful to begin with. Otherwise, Mr. Lang would not go and just make pancakes for you. You have robbed our sisters of their business." After saying this, he stared at him with his eyes. she.

Zhong Ran sighed helplessly, patted his butt and left.

It was really depressing. I just wanted to sit and relax in a crowded place. I was regarded as a beggar and was rewarded with a sesame seed cake. I didn’t eat the sesame seed cake and was squeezed out by the beggars.

well! The world is so cold!

Let's go hunting in the mountains.

Zhong Ran gained a lot from his trip to the mountains this time. He hunted a wild boar and several pheasants and hares. When the wild boar received the space, he immediately made a fire and roasted the pheasants and hares, mixed them with Wuliangye, and had a full meal.

The sun at one or two o'clock in the afternoon is most likely to make people sleepy. Zhong Ran yawned and found a tree to lie down on. He planted a big lotus leaf to cover his face to block the sun, and then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Two people walked down the mountain not far away.

"Brother, I'm so tired. Let's take a rest." Wubo put down his backpack, dripping with sweat from exhaustion.

"There is a big tree in front that can provide shade. Let's go there." Wulan wiped his brother's sweat with his sleeves, not caring that he was already sweating.

The two of them finally arrived under the big tree carrying their backpacks, panting.

"Brother, let's take off our clothes."

"You'll catch a cold if you can't take it off. If you're sick, you can't afford medicine. Just take off your clothes and you'll feel cool." Wu Lan helped his brother take off his short shirt, and his brother also helped him take it off.

After resting, Wulan took a few wild apples from the basket and wiped them clean with her skirt, gave two to his younger brother, and then the two started eating them.

Kiribami winked sourly, "Brother, it's so sour. Can it be sold?"

The two of them climbed trees for a long time and fell down several times, just to exchange for some money in the market, but they didn't expect it to be so sore.

How can this be sold.

"Well, it's sour. Ordinary people won't eat it, but the pregnant man might like it. How will we know if we don't try it? If it doesn't sell, we'll just carry it home and eat it ourselves."

"There are so many, how are we going to eat them?" Wubo was still worried that he wouldn't pick enough to sell, but now he didn't know what to do with them.

"I didn't think about it, but it can wrap around the belly." Wu Lan took another bite, and he stuck out his tongue because of the sour taste. The small tongue in his thick lips was pink and cute.

"Brother, I seem to smell the smell of roast chicken." Wubo sniffed the air with his onion nose, looking for the smell, and sure enough, he found an extinguished fire and a pile of chicken bones behind the big tree.

Wulan also came over, grabbed his brother warily and said, "Brother, there is someone here, let's leave quickly."

"Some people have already left. Besides, this is not his family's mountain. Even if people are here, they can't drive us away. I haven't rested yet. Besides, brother, we are so ugly, how can anyone have bad intentions? It’s too late to hide.”

Wubo said and sat down angrily. When he saw the chicken bones, he couldn't take a bite of the sour wild apple in his hand.

Wu Lan sighed helplessly, but in his heart he felt that what his brother said made sense.

Wubo thought of what made him angry, and said, "That Li'er is really hateful. He won't let us go to Qingmei Tower to sing songs just because he has the backing of the richest man, Mrs. Sophie. His voice is as unpleasant as a rooster's crow, yet he actually became the emperor." The famous figures in the city and those powerful ladies are all blind fools!"

"He is a local and has been in business for a long time, so he knows a lot of powerful people. We are from out of town and don't know powerful people, so we can't find a way to sing. Don't be angry, let's go to a small teahouse to sing. It’s the same, but the left earns less and eats worse, as long as he can survive.”

"But are you going to live in poverty like this for the rest of your life? I'm not willing to do it." He stamped his feet angrily.

Then he said, "It's all that Li'er's fault. Originally, the old madam at Qingmei Tower relented and let us sing a concert. But he came out and mentioned Sophie and some mighty general to the old madam. The old madam refused to let us sing. We went to sing. If we go to sing, we can at least earn a tael of silver. Daddy won’t have to worry about two months of medication."

"You think that's a lot of money to make. After Li'er sings, she has to sleep with the guest with the highest reward. If she encounters a perverted guest, she won't be able to get out of bed for two days."

"That's what he deserves. Why don't you just kill him? If he dies, no one in this imperial city will compete with us for business."

"You talk so freely that something will happen to you sooner or later." Wu Lan reminded him by knocking on his head.

The two of them were really hungry, so they gnawed on sour apples.

Kiribami winked sourly, stretched out his head and vomited for a long time, complaining, "Brother, couldn't you just leave a sesame seed pancake?"

I bought two for the two brothers to eat.

"I saw that the beggar was pitiful, so I couldn't help but give her away. She still had a wound on her head."

"You pity her, why pity us?" Wu Bo has a quick temper. He talks about whatever comes to his mind. He talks a lot and doesn't know what he thinks of. He approaches Wu Lan and asks.

"Brother, we really can't get married, right? I haven't had sex with a woman yet, and I don't know what it feels like. I still want to have a baby, and..."

"Did you... do that again?" Wu Lan suddenly interrupted him, his tone shy.

Wubo said angrily, "Well, I feel wet every morning when I wake up. It feels so uncomfortable. Brother, you must be the same, too. We are already sixteen, and other boys get married at the age of ten. When can we get married?" I almost exploded."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhong Ran on the tree couldn't bear it anymore. She was so uncomfortable holding back her laughter that she finally burst out laughing while holding her stomach.

After listening for so long, I realized that these are two living treasures.

They are cowardly doormats on the outside, but secretly vent their hatred by badmouthing people. One is a gentle talkative flower, and the other is a chatty keyboard warrior.

Interesting, so interesting.