and son

"..."

Hey!

Meng Chuji thought Pei Jing was really interesting.

It's normal for men and women to love each other. It's okay for him to be a man in vain, and he doesn't allow others to be men.

The gentleman is right up to this point, I really admire and admire him, and he is willing to bow down.

Meng Chuji waved away the maidservant, Ah Fu was still stuffing books under the bed, the basket was bottomed out, and the bottom of the bed was almost full, leaving only one book in his left hand and one book in his right hand, Meng Chuji stopped him with a flash of inspiration: " Wait a minute."

Without outsiders, Ah Fu spoke boldly, turned around and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, master?"

"Keep these two books."

As Meng Chuji said, he sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Ah Fu stopped stuffing his hands, and leaned forward with two books, saying: "Master, what's the use of keeping these two books?"

"Keep reading." Meng Chuji took the two books in his hand, looked left and right, and read the titles in a low voice, ""Prince's Daily Life Notes", "A Thousand Rules of Love for Couples"?"

Hey, I also brought private goods!

Meng Chuji put down "Thousands of Love for Couples" and took the lead in opening "Prince's Daily Life Notes", which actually recorded Pei Jing's life from birth to the day before his wedding.

Able to compose poetry at the age of five, learn to ride and shoot at the age of seven, participate in political affairs at the age of ten, provide relief for distant disasters at the age of fourteen, and resolve mysterious cases at the age of seventeen. Benevolence is really a role model for men in the world.

What kind of daily life note is this? This is obviously a collection of praises to the prince.

Looking through his life, there was not a single embarrassment. The biggest fault was that he fell asleep in the teacher's lecture room at noon. Compliment.

Let's ride a horse!

There are people like Pei Jing in this world.

After reading this daily life note, Meng Chuji only felt that his past was unsightly, full of black material.

Because his father didn't want him to march and fight in the future, and would not return for a long time, he tried to change the lintel from him, forcing him to study literature and become an official in the future, and invited the most learned old man in Dachu to teach him, and he was so angry that he went back to his hometown field.

He is still a rebel, his father won't let him learn martial arts, so he wants to dance with swords and swords. When he was young, he aspired to be a famous hero in the world, but he was born and didn't study hard. He doesn't like shooting targets with bows and arrows. The lantern at the gate of the mansion and the apple in his hand made a lot of troubles. When he grew up, he understood a lot of things. He felt that he was so stupid when he was a child. You have to be that first-class dandy, eat, drink and have fun, raise dogs and cockfights, walk around the golden cave, beautiful girls with thin waists and soft hands, pianists playing music and singing girls show their throats like the sounds of nature, and collide with others to show their power and flex their muscles. But people can still go home and sue for bullying, what better things can there be in the world?

So, if his life and deeds were compiled into a book, it would definitely be a "Book of Absurdity".

Meng Chuji was unhappy, very unhappy, raised his hand and threw "Prince's Daily Life Notes" aside, he didn't read such things that would make him feel ashamed after reading them.

Then, I opened the "Thousands of Love for Couples", and saw that it said:

This book is used for disharmony between husband and wife, and it can be used to reconcile the friendship between husband and wife. If there is any similarity, the copy will be investigated.

Meng Chuji sneered, and turned to the first page:

[-]. If a wife does not love her husband, she should always think of the kindness of her husband, and admonish herself every day: if you marry, you will marry, if you marry, you will marry, if you marry, you will marry; if a husband does not love his wife, you should always think of his wife, and admonish yourself every day : I married the man, I married the man, I married the man...

[-]. The wife who comes at night should take the initiative to serve her husband. She should speak softly, avoid crying and making trouble, and move her with affection between the beds.

[-]. When getting up in the morning, the husband should give his wife a kiss to show his love. This method is suitable for wives. If you are ugly and hard to say, you can close your eyes and imagine Concubine Pan Anzhen and the like.

[-]. A wife should cook for her husband from time to time, to show her love for her husband; a husband should taste it sincerely, not to be perfunctory, and praise his virtuousness. If he is ashamed to speak, he can write a love poem instead. See Hundreds of Love Poems on the last page, which can be copied.

……

Seeing this, Ah Fu was amazed: "Master, these methods seem to be quite useful!"

Meng Chuji closed the book with a "snap" and handed it back to him expressionlessly, saying, "Hurry up and burn this book."

"Ah?" Ah Fu was puzzled, "Why?"

Meng Chuji had a fierce look on his face: "Why are you asking so many questions, hurry up!"

"Oh oh oh."

Ah Fu hurriedly took the book over, turned around to look for the brazier, muttered as he searched, secretly feeling a pity.

The moment he turned around, Meng Chuji hugged his arms and shivered, with only one thought in his mind:

terrible!

terrible!

The purpose of the person who wrote this book was not to use it in the way of getting along with husband and wife, but to want him to die!

Ye Lai takes the initiative to serve her husband?

Give your husband a kiss in the morning?

Cooking for your husband with nothing to do?

Alas……

Goosebumps arose.

A Fu set up the brazier, opened the window, and before burning the book, asked repeatedly: "Master, do you really want to burn this book?"

Meng Chuji waved his hand without hesitation: "Burn, burn, burn quickly."

Ah Fu had no choice but to throw the book into the brazier, and the tongue of fire ignited the corner of the book at once, and it was burnt out soon.

Meng Chuji suddenly felt itchy all over his body, as if his skin was also burning in the fire, and he had a nightmare that night.

In the dream, he was itching so badly that he scratched and took off his clothes, exposing his collarbone and shoulders, and the belts were loose, not revealing his body.

A figure walked into the red curtains, warm palms fell on his shoulders, and there was a clear smile in the beautiful pupils under the long eyelashes. He embraced his shoulders and hugged him into his arms , stroking his itchy skin with his fingertips, lingering inch by inch.

He bit his lips like the actor in the porn hall, his eyes were like spring water, and he called softly: "Your Highness~"

Meng Chuji yelled "fuck" in his sober consciousness, he just wanted to rush up and beat up the man who had the same face as himself, but he was powerless to shout, and could only watch helplessly as he raised the man's hand, lingering She sucked his finger, then wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and put her lips on it.

With lingering lips and teeth, Meng Chuji's eyes widened. Seeing that the situation was going too far, the man spread his legs...

"Hold!"

Meng Chuji sat up abruptly, and struggled to wake up while swearing.

One turned over and hit the ground with a muffled sound.

Meng Chuji sat on the ground, covered in cold sweat, dumbstruck, and remained silent for about ten seconds, when a burst of shouts that broke the roof broke out in the room:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, despicable prince..."

Meng Chuji was depressed for two whole days, he didn't go out for a while, and his appetite was much smaller. He scratched his itch silently all day long, absent-minded, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Ah Fu looked at Dr. Liu in surprise, and Dr. Liu shook his head and sighed: "Lovesickness."

Ah Fu heard footsteps coming from the corridor. He glanced out of the window and saw Pei Jing coming. His eyelids twitched. Just as he was about to remind Meng Chuji, Meng Chuji suddenly slapped the table and stood up, saying loudly:

"I've decided, I want to separate from him!"

He got up and walked out, walking in a hurry, Ah Fu didn't have time to speak when he bumped his head on Pei Jing's chest.