Could it be that the folk customs of later generations are civilized, so why is it just etiquette?That being the case, she was not being rude.

"Zhang Xu, what's the matter with you today? How can you be mean to so many people, it's very...very unstable!"

Her tablemate reprimanded her, enlightened her, and Xu Wanqing sat back in her seat cautiously.

frivolous people.

She replied under Shang Yi:

frivolous!

The more I thought about it, the more I blushed.

It's all because of Shang Yi's frivolity, making himself like a fool, who would have thought that it's all Shang Yi's fault!

Disturbed by this word, she even forgot that she should get an answer from Shang Yi, how to deal with those seven pills, Shang Yi didn't answer her a word.

It seems that I have to hide first and adapt to the situation.

Chapter 23 Shang Yi Has a Story 09

She got up from the desk, with "Three Hundred Tang Poems" on her left, Chinese books and homework books on her right, and a notebook underneath.

When she opened it, it was the words left to her by 16-year-old Xu Wanqing.

The general content is that at the usual gathering, a man suddenly kept something for her. She opened it and found seven pills.

Seven pills.

Shang Yi thought about the round things that Xu Wanqing fed her before leaving.

The Elixir of Immortality.

This emperor actually made it?

understood.

She replied like this.

These three words are like a memorial, which seems very official and perfunctory.Shang Yi was filled with many emotions, and gradually began to deduce what Xu Wanqing experienced, which caused her to take the elixir and live until now.

Sure enough, no wonder Xu Wanqing didn't say anything, so she would know sooner or later.

muah.

Feeling lighter in my heart, I deliberately added a frivolous, seemingly lively sentence.

It's just that her heart is still heavy, so the words "so so da" are extra deliberate, appearing cold and shallow.

Why did I take the elixir for no apparent reason?Live like an old goblin?

What did Xu Wanqing think?

When she woke up again, she saw that person again.

When he just woke up, there was a group of people in the room, Shang Yi was silent in the corner, this time he came alone, it was the boss who instructed his assistant to notify, she and the assistant exchanged glances, and they came over after receiving the notification.

After entering the door, the man's spirit improved and he could speak complete sentences.

"You followed me and have..."

One finger stood up, gestured for a while, and closed into a fist.

"13 years." Shang Yi smiled, turned around and looked at the closed door of the house, "It's gone too fast."

"I didn't have time to give you a name."

Shang Yi's heart skipped a beat.

What does it mean?

Want to straighten her up?

Don't.

She gets along well with the boss's wife now because what she got after the boss' death is definitely not as good as that real wife and her daughter.

As for herself, she is not greedy, a little is enough, and if she has what she has now, if she is not deprived, she can not commit crimes.

If the boss slapped his forehead, suddenly remembered the relationship between Shang Yi and him, and insisted on marrying her, although his conscience found out, it would definitely bring Shang Yi a lot of trouble.

It's hard to put it bluntly, but the boss is also a flashback. I don't know when she kicked her legs and disappeared. No one can cover her. I don't know when she will let her burp in a sack.

After holding back for a while, she slowly held the man's hand, still smiling on her face: "What's the status, you know, I'm a bad person, I'm free now, I'm fine."

"They are here today, they are afraid that I will come back to life. Hey."

They are probably his wife and children.

Of course Shang Yi has seen those two, Shang Yi and the boss's wife always lose in mahjong games, and it's not intentional, Shang Yi specially calculated which card he should throw, and he just lost.

The woman always smiled naively, and told her with a village accent that she couldn't play, and she needed to take care of her.

Shang Yi did not dare to underestimate this man.

Behind her back, she still didn't dare to make mistakes, and said softly: "I'm busy, you rarely wake up, don't think about it."

The man patted the back of her hand and closed his eyes lightly: "Just watch for a while, I'm sleepy."

The man's hands were thick and strong, with large joints, as if he had suffered a lot in his youth, the hairs on his hands had been completely wiped out, and the dark spots dotted his age sporadically.His hands were no longer strong, his arms were slack and his body was withered.

Shang Yi stared at him, the man's neck had collapsed with layers of loose flesh, he used to blush when he was drunk and his neck was thick, but now it has become limp, like sticky fat that is drying out day by day.

She couldn't recall how she had been coquettish and flattering under him in the past.

As if it wasn't her.

With her hands wrapped around his neck, as long as she exerts a little force, she can strangle this neck-like neck.

At this time, she suddenly wanted to find someone to sleep with, no matter who it was.

She tried her best to prove that her youthful years really existed, but she is no longer young.

You have to love wildly and let your body move to feel that you have had a good time.

Coming out of the boss's house, his assistant winked at her as usual.

Usually, she just took a look.

The assistant is in a suit and uniform, tall and straight, about the same age as her, handsome and single, and has the habit of exercising. No matter how you think about it, she is a good solution.

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