The story of raising a baby in the Yellow Chicken Villa of Sword Three

At this time, the weather is not too hot and the wind is not strong.

The scenic spots are refreshing and refreshing, making people feel that they are floating in the air, washing away all the dust in the world.

There is misty mist, and the surface of the lake is shining with sparkling waves. From a distance, the water and the sky are almost the same color.

On the lake, an elegant boat is slowly moving forward with the waves.

In the cabin, the young man in white is handsome and extraordinary, and the woman next to him is also elegant and gentle, and they are a pair of lovers who are as harmonious as heaven and earth.

And there are only one or two servants serving outside the cabin, which did not break the beauty and tranquility inside like a picture scroll at all.

Well, they don't even dare to cough loudly, they walk lightly like thieves, hey, Mr. Wang is so temperamental, they don't dare to bother him at all, hey, hey, naturally they are soft Boom.

"This West Lake is beautiful no matter how you look at it." Because I haven't figured out what color to use for the beep-, and because there are no fights or iron strikes outside today, and the PM2.5 is not exceeding the standard, Ye Mengqiu is still dressed in white, and he is holding white porcelain tea. Cup, didn't drink, sniffed lightly and put it on the table, looking reckless and unrestrained.

"Yes." Li Erniang whispered, looking at Lang Jun's romantic posture with one hand resting on the window, her face turned red.

Mr. Lang... really looks good no matter how you look at him, with his demeanor, demeanor and demeanor.

Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise Mr. Lang would be watched by others again.

When the time comes, she will find a way to pull the gentleman away, and also find a way to refuse those little ladies who are thinking about coming to the door.She knew she was narrow-minded, but she couldn't change it and didn't want to change it.

Day after day, she hoped that Mr. Lang could only have her in his heart, and hoped to be a couple for the rest of his life.

And Ye Damengqiu, who is so charming that people dare not speak loudly, is in a daze at the spicy teacup with a few strokes of orchids painted on it. What the hell is chachachachachacha? He doesn’t even have a Coke if he wants it. No beeping.

Rarely drinking tea is fun, drinking tea all the time is suffering.

What the hell is this kind of tea with sesame seeds in it or something messy... He almost sneezed just now, and his image almost collapsed.

The tea that looks like it has everything but is not clear or ugly at all is really hard to drink.

No matter how thirsty he is, he can't drink it.

Forget it, he should drink plain water in the future.Sometimes boiled water can also brush up the fashionable value.

At that time, if the protagonist really comes to brush... If he sees that he has no money for tea, he will probably feel sorry for him and stop doing it... maybe.

hehe.

It is said that if Mao does not develop pure tea products, by the way, develop a copy of the tea saint and tea fairy?Ye Mengqiu said that he is too busy now, and his understanding of tea is that one is more expensive and the other is cheaper, one is green tea and the other is black tea, and the taste is similar, as long as it can quench your thirst.How to let him brush it.

Why not spend more skill points in your own job, he is not the protagonist of X point, X Jiang, what kind of gunpowder, wine, tea, amazing buildings, reforms, amazing poems and songs? If you are proficient in everything, then no matter what you do, it will be successful and no one will snatch the business, and then you will be famous immediately.

Sure enough...he is a mortal...

Keeping the hidden sword villa is not a goal for three to five years, but for a lifetime.He still has to work hard so that his sons can take over well.

"Lang Jun..." Although seeing Lang Jun gazing at the West Lake with a poetic expression is very exciting, but Li Erniang wants to talk to Lang Jun more.These days, she...has not been able to get closer to and understand Lang Jun.

"What's the matter?" Ye Mengqiu quickly pulled out of his dazed fugue, his face was gentle and his eyes were full of affection (This guy used to have myopia and astigmatism, but now...it looks no different from peach blossom eyes.)

"Lang Jun, what is Lang Jun thinking?" Li Erniang asked softly.

"Ah, I'm looking at this lake." Ye Mengqiu's attire was extremely noble and pure. "I really want to compare West Lake to West Lake. Heavy makeup is always suitable."

---What about the first two sentences?

Oh, it was eaten by Ye Mengqiu.Who made the test basically test the last two sentences?He was thankful that he didn't return everything to the teacher.Still want the full poem?

That's impossible.

If he had just finished the college entrance examination and was at the pinnacle of knowledge, he could still try a little bit, but after so many years of paddling and salty fish, he would remember the code.

Fuck, he suddenly found that he had almost forgotten the code.

No way, when he got here, his mind was full of forging iron and casting swords, practicing martial arts and calligraphy, and secretly rubbing in the hiding room to try to see things familiar to the original owner. He actually forgot about his eating guy, forgot! ! ! !

Ohno!!!

Really, so sad.

"Lang Jun's poem is really outstanding." Li Erniang's eyes lit up when she heard that Ye Mengqiu accidentally plagiarized Juju's poem.

She knew that Mr. Lang had outstanding literary talent, she knew that Mr. Lang was not ranked because of his poor health, and she knew that Mr. Lang was a handsome young man with both civil and military skills.She knows more about what is the pain in Lang Jun's heart during the scientific examination, so Lang Jun is unwilling to mention any articles or recite poems until now.

But now, Lang Jun's talent is so outstanding, even if he wants to hide it, he can't hide that overflowing brilliance.

Even if Mr. Lang is so clumsy that he doesn't want to share the poems with others, but a few simple sentences seem to contain such brilliance. If it is the whole poem, I don't know how amazing it will be.

kindness.Li Erniang didn't know that Ye Mengqiu wasn't fighting alone, but he plagiarized Su Juju's poems, or Su Juju's famous poems.

Can you please?

Ye Mengqiu knew it was bad as soon as he said it, he immediately changed the subject, his blunt attitude really made people tsk tsk tsk.But because of the previous incident that made people cry, no one found out that Ye Mengqiu was out of money, and they all thought that the man was sad and suppressed his talent so deeply. So deep.

Not to mention the spread of his plagiarized poems later, which further confirmed his reputation for outstanding talent.

The water on the lake is rippling, the breeze is gentle, and the wind is gently plucking the invisible strings on the water surface, playing ethereal music.

But... Ye Mengqiu got bored after sitting on the boat for a long time.

It seems that it is water, and Li Erniang is also shy, and it seems impossible for him to do something magical in a boat.

When the pancake-like sun set in the west, he smiled slightly, "Er Niang, let's go home."

Nodding sweetly, Erniang Li bit her lower lip slightly.

I wonder if my lord will come over tonight?A few days ago, she specially went to a nearby temple to ask for a sign and make a wish, hoping to be able to bloom and spread leaves for the husband as soon as possible.

However, if the husband is tired, she can't tire him because of herself.

However, Ye Mengqiu wanted to do some unharmonious things today.After all, he is a man, and he is still a man of youthful vigor, and this shell is also coughing and coughing, at the time of youth.

Li Erniang is also good-looking, and he likes it too.Even if the two of them do something discordant, it is still legal and compliant.

There was no way to do it before. Now that I have free time, I don’t think about personal and physical pleasure. What if I get swollen in the future?

So, Li Erniang found that Lang Jun was holding her hand and walking towards the yard all the time.

their yard.

Fields of flowers bloomed in Li Erniang's heart.

Mr. Lang, he cares about her very much.

She lowered her head and held hands, Lang Jun's hands were so wide and warm, she wanted to hold her for a lifetime, not for a moment.

After a simple dinner, Ye Mengqiu sat on a chair with a scroll that he knew what was written in it, and wandered in a daze.

Grandpa went back to Yejiazhuang, and his two lifetimes combined are not too young, he can't be an old man and can't rely on his grandma for everything.Then how to carry forward the Ye family?

As for martial arts, he didn't expect himself to be a soy-sauce NPC with peerless martial arts. If the protagonist's boss martial arts is too high, how will the plot go?And his martial arts are of course not too bad... To be able to occupy such a large area of ​​the Hidden Sword Villa circle, the martial arts definitely belong to the upper and lower grades in the Jianghu. (On the premise that he increases his strength every day)

Now the only way to gain reputation is to create a coveted magic weapon, um...

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you let the people below buy more well-known weapons and compare them.

---Hmph, my brother is so embarrassing now.

---Brother doesn't need to secretly arrange for people to steal and snatch undercover agents, I take out gold nuggets and smash them to death.

--Brother is rich and proud.

--Of course I'm still very restrained and simple outside of work.Brother, don't let people think that the people in Hidden Sword Villa are very arrogant and find someone to single out or fight in groups every day.

Well, weapon comparison.By the way, I have to write a letter to Master Liu to tell him that I also have my own Zhuangzi.Then I have to ask Master Liu when they will release their weapons. It is better to avoid this time.

No matter how you look at it, Master Liu has been kind to him, and he has given him such heartfelt advice. He doesn't want to become a magic weapon at the same time, which is not good for Badao Villa.Also bad for yourself.

If he is a blind cat with a big character and meets a dead mouse and really hits a magic weapon, then he will be unconsciously suppressed by him in terms of Ba Dao, and he will become a white-eyed wolf.Especially when the ancients were very simple, talked about word-of-mouth and knew nothing about marketing and advertising, he who has been infiltrated by modern society and is very proficient in marketing is like a cheater.

And if he didn't create a powerful weapon comparable to Ba Dao, he couldn't become famous in one fell swoop and start earning money to support his wife and children! ! ! !

It is the first to get a good breath first.

And...not less marketing work.He doesn't want to encounter such a sad thing like hiding in an alley (not) shooting a weapon and no one buys it. This will require a lot of money to be invested in advertising.People nowadays are so simple and kind that they don't even have fancy advertisements and other gimmicks.

Well, how long will the promotion take?How long does it take to buy a hot search? (certainly not)

Li Erniang looked at Mr. Lang.

Lang Jun holds a copy of Zhuangzi, wondering if he is reading Xiaoyaoyou.

However, the night is getting darker.

She walked to Ye Mengqiu's side, her voice was soft and full of affection, "Lang Jun, do you want to rest earlier?"

Ye Mengqiu stood up, put down the God knows what book that he didn't read a word at all, put his arms around his wife, and whispered in his wife's ear, "I have neglected you these few days, today... I will make up for it a little."

"Lang Jun..." Li Erniang's ears were burning red, she raised her head slightly, suppressed the shyness in her heart and tried her best to whisper, "Will you be with me tonight, Mr. Lang?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was so ashamed that she wished she could go underground.

A beauty by candlelight is more delicate than a flower.

"Naturally." Facing such a delicious and lovely wife, if he doesn't do anything again, he must have a problem with a certain function.Then he really didn't have any problems at all, and after such a long time, it's normal for him to be very excited.

Then he saw his wife's white insides, attractive insides, smooth insides, and insides, and he became even more so.

So, you can imagine what happens next.

Under the embroidered quilt, the spring is infinitely good.

In short, indescribable indescribable indescribable indescribable indescribable. (3000 words omitted here)

The author has something to say:

[Facial paralysis face] What's smooth inside, what's fragrant inside, what's inside, what's on, ho ho ho ho ho ho

What's inside, the claws are hey these days, I've overplayed it, so I forgot to update it.

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