rotten son-in-law
Chapter 102 Extra Story·Love
Chang Shu pushed Mu Qingchen away, and poured another glass of wine. The clear rice wine mixed with the mellow aroma of rice, failed to suppress the irritability in her heart, but it was like adding more firewood, and it burned more and more vigorously.
"boom"
The wine cup knocked on the low table.
Mu Qingchen's shoulder jumped, and he glanced at her sideways with guilt and anxiety.
Why are you so angry all of a sudden?No one provokes her.
The boy came back with a serving of fried melon seeds, a serving of peanuts and a serving of crispy winter dates.
He said: "Take it slow, both of you."
Chang Shu grabbed him and ordered two jugs of wine again, shochu.
The drink she wanted was behind the counter. The servant went there in three steps, and came back in two steps, bringing two heavy wine jars.
It looks like a lot of food.
Chang Shu supported the belly of the altar, opened the wine seal, and the rich aroma of wine jumped out from the mouth of the altar, and immediately wafted away.
The young servant has rich experience in serving, so he took two large bowls from nowhere, and said, "It's more refreshing to take a big sip, and there is a kind of heroism of 'I smile to the sky'."
Chang Shu was still the same as before, she didn't give Mu Qingchen a full drink, and was the only one occupying the drink.
Taking a big sip of shochu, it scalded her throat, esophagus... and her depressed heart.
A few drops slid down her tight chin, splashed all over the gorgeous skirt, and slowly spread.
Mu Qingchen could tell now that Chang Shu was in a bad mood, especially bad, like a firecracker, it would explode at the slightest touch.
She lowered her head and glanced at her feet, remembering the pain of being pestered by the rolling pin, she thought to herself, stay away from her, so as not to hurt me, an innocent pond fish.
Of course, this is just her simple and naive idea. From Chang Shu's point of view, it was Mu Qingchen who made her unhappy.She has seen a lot of noble families, and this is the first time she sees such a hated person.
"Mu Qingchen, I have something to ask you." Chang Shu drank the wine in the bowl and said.
Pausing for a while, holding the wine jar and taking a few more sips, his eyes were slightly drunk, but their light was still bright, like a clear lake, with Mu Qingchen's doubtful face imprinted like a mirror.
"Tell me." Mu Qingchen agreed.
She moved back to distance herself from Chang Shu.
Chang Shu asked: "I have a younger sister who looks very similar to me, exactly the same. Since you don't want to be a son-in-law, are you willing to marry her?"
Mu Qingchen: ...
She asked an inexplicable question out of nowhere, and she thought that Chang Shu might be drunk.
But he still asked seriously: "...Is your temperament the same as yours?"
Chang Shu decisively said "um".
Mu Qingchen: Then who dares to marry!
Chang Shu added: "Same as me, Duanhui Xianshu."
Mu Qingchen: Who the hell gave you confidence!
"Answer me, are you willing to marry?" Chang Shu asked after drinking all the wine in the altar.
After that, she was really drunk, the lid of Tianling seemed to be swollen with water, and she pressed it down heavily, and then raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingchen, even shaking the table.
She closed her eyes, trying to regain some clarity, but she still remembered that Mu Qingchen hadn't answered yet.
"I'm asking you, Mu Qingchen, do you want to marry me?" She waited impatiently, using both hands, grabbed Mu Qingchen's face and pulled it out, "Would you like it, would you like it?"
Mu Qingchen was in pain, and grabbed her wrist: "...Yeah, it hurts..."
Chang Shu was drunk, and the strength of her fingertips was not loosened but retracted. She said childishly: "Don't talk nonsense, tell me, do you want to~"
"Yes, yes, marry, marry." Mu Qingchen took off her hand and said.
The lingering sound of "marry" was still in the air, Chang Shu smiled with relief, and fell into Mu Qingchen's arms because of too much alcohol.
What kind of experience is it that your sweetheart suddenly "falls into your arms"?
Mu Qingchen thought it was... frightened.
She still hasn't accepted that she is broken
How could she get so close to Chang Shu without knowing the fact of her sleeve, even though the closeness was not voluntary.
She raised her hands high, lowered her eyes, and looked at Chang Shu who was resting on her legs as a pillow. Her smoky red cheeks exuded a seductive fragrance and a touch of warmth.
This is not playing hooligans.
Mu Qingchen called her: "Changshu?"
Three times in a row no one paid any attention.
She sighed helplessly, and pushed Chang Shu's shoulder with her fingertips, but there was still no movement.
Then she turned her head sideways and covered her ears, and listened carefully to Chang Shu's breathing...it was so even and long.
Mu Qingchen glanced at the two jars of wine on the table, and said contemptuously that he would have the nerve to ask for two jars with this amount of alcohol, it would be a waste of my money.
I thought I could take the opportunity to get some pocket money from her father's purse.It's all right now, I've paid for the drinks, and there's nothing left to fish for.
That's not too bad.
The sad thing is——Chang Shu didn't wake up anyway, so Mu Qingchen had no choice but to carry her on his back and act as a hard laborer.
For the first time carrying someone back, Mu Qingchen was a little clumsy, knocked Chang Shu's head on the door lintel with a "boom".
Her foot that crossed the threshold immediately froze in mid-air. After making sure that someone on her back was not waking up and swearing, she landed her foot quietly and turned in the direction she came and went.
After walking a few steps, the person suddenly froze: "Why... why is it dark! Has the evening drum finished beating? I didn't hear it."
She thought, it must be because being with Chang Shu disturbed her mind, she didn't pay attention to the sound of the evening drum.
Carrying Chang Shu on her back, she turned around in a circle, and found that apart from them, there was only darkness in the long street, not even a ghost.
Looking up at the sky, staring at the high-hanging Xia Xuanyue, its cold white light made her feel hairy.
Curfew is not a joke, you have to find an inn to rest.
Mu Qingchen looked around, lifted Chang Shu who was sliding down, and continued to move forward.
Afraid of being discovered by Marquis Wu who was patrolling the streets, she dared not go out of the workshop, and scurried left and right in the workshop, like a little mouse trying to hide herself, clinging to the corners and eaves, walking street after street.
It was hard to find an inn that hadn't closed yet, and the shopkeeper was about to close the door.
Mu Qingchen carried Chang Shu on her back for a long time, and also walked for a long time, her thin arms and legs didn't have much strength left.
From far away, he called weakly: "Shopkeeper."
She should be lucky, the boss will hear her voice in the dead of night.
He opened the door again, walked out to check, and saw that the two of them were dressed in extraordinary clothes, so he knew that they were the ones who were not short of money, and ran to support her graciously.
Lead her into the store.
The store is beyond the jurisdiction of Marquis Wu, and there are two tables of people drinking and punching, shouting inaudible drunken words.
Mu Qingchen found a place to sit down, her sore legs and feet were loose, but Chang Shu was still hanging on her back.
She let Chang Shu lean her head against her neck, hugging herself like a koala hugging a tree trunk.
The shopkeeper poured her a cup of tea, she took it, thanked her, and gulped it up.
After a short rest, I asked the shopkeeper if there were still rooms, and asked for two.
However, when paying, he thought of getting pocket money, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and only wanted a room.
The shopkeeper's flattering smile disappeared instantly, and he even gave her a look of contempt.
I don't know if the shopkeeper did it on purpose, but the room opened for Mu Qingchen was on the third floor, causing her to step on the ladder after another, desperately climbing up.
When he got to the room, he lost all strength to put Chang Shu on the bed, took off his arm, and threw it in as if it was done.
According to the plot in the script, the orphans and widows live in the same room, not to mention something that makes people blush, at least there must be some drama.
For example, quietly, quietly, looking at Chang Shu's sleeping face, stroking her cheek, or... stealing a scent.
wretched.
Mu Qingchen cursed in a low voice, she shook off these incongruous words
idea.He took off Chang Shu's shoes and socks, and her wine-stained clothes, and threw them on the ground like a sack.
After several movements, she was so tired that she was out of breath.
After covering Chang Shu with a quilt, she went to the bathhouse in the backyard to take a bath, came back refreshed, blew out the candle, lay down next to Chang Shu, and dreamed that Duke Zhou had gone peacefully.
One was drunk, the other was tired, and they all fell asleep until dawn.
Chang Shu's temples were swollen and painful, her brows were lightly furrowed, she groaned, and she turned sideways under the quilt, facing out of the bed.
Her arm couldn't help touching something soft and warm, and she was a little puzzled. In her memory, when did she have such a strange thing on her huanghuali bed.
She had doubts and doubts, and reluctantly opened a line of eyelids, and what she saw was a blurry face, which was gradually focusing and becoming clear.
It seems to be a... person...
She looks like...Mu Qingchen...
That's right...it's Mu Qingchen...
and many more! !
How could Mu Qingchen be on my bed! !
Chang Shu seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and her internal organs were even more thunderbolt, her eyes widened suddenly, and she jumped up quickly as if she was being scalded.
"Mu Qingchen! You are presumptuous!!"
She kicked out and used ten layers of skill to push Mu Qingchen off the ground.
Mu Qingchen woke up in severe pain, instinctively hugged herself, and rolled on the ground.
After the pain dissipated, Fang felt that there was a cold cypress floor under his body instead of a soft quilt.
She propped herself up on the pedals, leaned against the edge of the bed, and stretched out her angry eyes to Chang Shu: "You, you, you..."
You have been talking about it for a long time, but you didn't know why, but Chang Shu got the upper hand: "You stinky rascal! Stinky rascal! Stinky bastard!"
In one breath, Chang Shu uttered three curse words that she only knew in her life.
She frantically grabbed the quilt and wrapped it in her arms, her expression changed again, and she hesitated to lift the quilt a little...
"Mu Qingchen, you destroy the Nine Races, where are my clothes!"
"I'll take it off for you," Mu Qingchen rubbed her legs, "You're welcome."
"Who gave you the guts to take it off!!"
Mu Qingchen patted her chest with a provocative face, which meant that I gave myself the courage.
Chang Shu: I'm going to kill you with a knife! !
"boom"
The wine cup knocked on the low table.
Mu Qingchen's shoulder jumped, and he glanced at her sideways with guilt and anxiety.
Why are you so angry all of a sudden?No one provokes her.
The boy came back with a serving of fried melon seeds, a serving of peanuts and a serving of crispy winter dates.
He said: "Take it slow, both of you."
Chang Shu grabbed him and ordered two jugs of wine again, shochu.
The drink she wanted was behind the counter. The servant went there in three steps, and came back in two steps, bringing two heavy wine jars.
It looks like a lot of food.
Chang Shu supported the belly of the altar, opened the wine seal, and the rich aroma of wine jumped out from the mouth of the altar, and immediately wafted away.
The young servant has rich experience in serving, so he took two large bowls from nowhere, and said, "It's more refreshing to take a big sip, and there is a kind of heroism of 'I smile to the sky'."
Chang Shu was still the same as before, she didn't give Mu Qingchen a full drink, and was the only one occupying the drink.
Taking a big sip of shochu, it scalded her throat, esophagus... and her depressed heart.
A few drops slid down her tight chin, splashed all over the gorgeous skirt, and slowly spread.
Mu Qingchen could tell now that Chang Shu was in a bad mood, especially bad, like a firecracker, it would explode at the slightest touch.
She lowered her head and glanced at her feet, remembering the pain of being pestered by the rolling pin, she thought to herself, stay away from her, so as not to hurt me, an innocent pond fish.
Of course, this is just her simple and naive idea. From Chang Shu's point of view, it was Mu Qingchen who made her unhappy.She has seen a lot of noble families, and this is the first time she sees such a hated person.
"Mu Qingchen, I have something to ask you." Chang Shu drank the wine in the bowl and said.
Pausing for a while, holding the wine jar and taking a few more sips, his eyes were slightly drunk, but their light was still bright, like a clear lake, with Mu Qingchen's doubtful face imprinted like a mirror.
"Tell me." Mu Qingchen agreed.
She moved back to distance herself from Chang Shu.
Chang Shu asked: "I have a younger sister who looks very similar to me, exactly the same. Since you don't want to be a son-in-law, are you willing to marry her?"
Mu Qingchen: ...
She asked an inexplicable question out of nowhere, and she thought that Chang Shu might be drunk.
But he still asked seriously: "...Is your temperament the same as yours?"
Chang Shu decisively said "um".
Mu Qingchen: Then who dares to marry!
Chang Shu added: "Same as me, Duanhui Xianshu."
Mu Qingchen: Who the hell gave you confidence!
"Answer me, are you willing to marry?" Chang Shu asked after drinking all the wine in the altar.
After that, she was really drunk, the lid of Tianling seemed to be swollen with water, and she pressed it down heavily, and then raised her eyes to look at Mu Qingchen, even shaking the table.
She closed her eyes, trying to regain some clarity, but she still remembered that Mu Qingchen hadn't answered yet.
"I'm asking you, Mu Qingchen, do you want to marry me?" She waited impatiently, using both hands, grabbed Mu Qingchen's face and pulled it out, "Would you like it, would you like it?"
Mu Qingchen was in pain, and grabbed her wrist: "...Yeah, it hurts..."
Chang Shu was drunk, and the strength of her fingertips was not loosened but retracted. She said childishly: "Don't talk nonsense, tell me, do you want to~"
"Yes, yes, marry, marry." Mu Qingchen took off her hand and said.
The lingering sound of "marry" was still in the air, Chang Shu smiled with relief, and fell into Mu Qingchen's arms because of too much alcohol.
What kind of experience is it that your sweetheart suddenly "falls into your arms"?
Mu Qingchen thought it was... frightened.
She still hasn't accepted that she is broken
How could she get so close to Chang Shu without knowing the fact of her sleeve, even though the closeness was not voluntary.
She raised her hands high, lowered her eyes, and looked at Chang Shu who was resting on her legs as a pillow. Her smoky red cheeks exuded a seductive fragrance and a touch of warmth.
This is not playing hooligans.
Mu Qingchen called her: "Changshu?"
Three times in a row no one paid any attention.
She sighed helplessly, and pushed Chang Shu's shoulder with her fingertips, but there was still no movement.
Then she turned her head sideways and covered her ears, and listened carefully to Chang Shu's breathing...it was so even and long.
Mu Qingchen glanced at the two jars of wine on the table, and said contemptuously that he would have the nerve to ask for two jars with this amount of alcohol, it would be a waste of my money.
I thought I could take the opportunity to get some pocket money from her father's purse.It's all right now, I've paid for the drinks, and there's nothing left to fish for.
That's not too bad.
The sad thing is——Chang Shu didn't wake up anyway, so Mu Qingchen had no choice but to carry her on his back and act as a hard laborer.
For the first time carrying someone back, Mu Qingchen was a little clumsy, knocked Chang Shu's head on the door lintel with a "boom".
Her foot that crossed the threshold immediately froze in mid-air. After making sure that someone on her back was not waking up and swearing, she landed her foot quietly and turned in the direction she came and went.
After walking a few steps, the person suddenly froze: "Why... why is it dark! Has the evening drum finished beating? I didn't hear it."
She thought, it must be because being with Chang Shu disturbed her mind, she didn't pay attention to the sound of the evening drum.
Carrying Chang Shu on her back, she turned around in a circle, and found that apart from them, there was only darkness in the long street, not even a ghost.
Looking up at the sky, staring at the high-hanging Xia Xuanyue, its cold white light made her feel hairy.
Curfew is not a joke, you have to find an inn to rest.
Mu Qingchen looked around, lifted Chang Shu who was sliding down, and continued to move forward.
Afraid of being discovered by Marquis Wu who was patrolling the streets, she dared not go out of the workshop, and scurried left and right in the workshop, like a little mouse trying to hide herself, clinging to the corners and eaves, walking street after street.
It was hard to find an inn that hadn't closed yet, and the shopkeeper was about to close the door.
Mu Qingchen carried Chang Shu on her back for a long time, and also walked for a long time, her thin arms and legs didn't have much strength left.
From far away, he called weakly: "Shopkeeper."
She should be lucky, the boss will hear her voice in the dead of night.
He opened the door again, walked out to check, and saw that the two of them were dressed in extraordinary clothes, so he knew that they were the ones who were not short of money, and ran to support her graciously.
Lead her into the store.
The store is beyond the jurisdiction of Marquis Wu, and there are two tables of people drinking and punching, shouting inaudible drunken words.
Mu Qingchen found a place to sit down, her sore legs and feet were loose, but Chang Shu was still hanging on her back.
She let Chang Shu lean her head against her neck, hugging herself like a koala hugging a tree trunk.
The shopkeeper poured her a cup of tea, she took it, thanked her, and gulped it up.
After a short rest, I asked the shopkeeper if there were still rooms, and asked for two.
However, when paying, he thought of getting pocket money, coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and only wanted a room.
The shopkeeper's flattering smile disappeared instantly, and he even gave her a look of contempt.
I don't know if the shopkeeper did it on purpose, but the room opened for Mu Qingchen was on the third floor, causing her to step on the ladder after another, desperately climbing up.
When he got to the room, he lost all strength to put Chang Shu on the bed, took off his arm, and threw it in as if it was done.
According to the plot in the script, the orphans and widows live in the same room, not to mention something that makes people blush, at least there must be some drama.
For example, quietly, quietly, looking at Chang Shu's sleeping face, stroking her cheek, or... stealing a scent.
wretched.
Mu Qingchen cursed in a low voice, she shook off these incongruous words
idea.He took off Chang Shu's shoes and socks, and her wine-stained clothes, and threw them on the ground like a sack.
After several movements, she was so tired that she was out of breath.
After covering Chang Shu with a quilt, she went to the bathhouse in the backyard to take a bath, came back refreshed, blew out the candle, lay down next to Chang Shu, and dreamed that Duke Zhou had gone peacefully.
One was drunk, the other was tired, and they all fell asleep until dawn.
Chang Shu's temples were swollen and painful, her brows were lightly furrowed, she groaned, and she turned sideways under the quilt, facing out of the bed.
Her arm couldn't help touching something soft and warm, and she was a little puzzled. In her memory, when did she have such a strange thing on her huanghuali bed.
She had doubts and doubts, and reluctantly opened a line of eyelids, and what she saw was a blurry face, which was gradually focusing and becoming clear.
It seems to be a... person...
She looks like...Mu Qingchen...
That's right...it's Mu Qingchen...
and many more! !
How could Mu Qingchen be on my bed! !
Chang Shu seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and her internal organs were even more thunderbolt, her eyes widened suddenly, and she jumped up quickly as if she was being scalded.
"Mu Qingchen! You are presumptuous!!"
She kicked out and used ten layers of skill to push Mu Qingchen off the ground.
Mu Qingchen woke up in severe pain, instinctively hugged herself, and rolled on the ground.
After the pain dissipated, Fang felt that there was a cold cypress floor under his body instead of a soft quilt.
She propped herself up on the pedals, leaned against the edge of the bed, and stretched out her angry eyes to Chang Shu: "You, you, you..."
You have been talking about it for a long time, but you didn't know why, but Chang Shu got the upper hand: "You stinky rascal! Stinky rascal! Stinky bastard!"
In one breath, Chang Shu uttered three curse words that she only knew in her life.
She frantically grabbed the quilt and wrapped it in her arms, her expression changed again, and she hesitated to lift the quilt a little...
"Mu Qingchen, you destroy the Nine Races, where are my clothes!"
"I'll take it off for you," Mu Qingchen rubbed her legs, "You're welcome."
"Who gave you the guts to take it off!!"
Mu Qingchen patted her chest with a provocative face, which meant that I gave myself the courage.
Chang Shu: I'm going to kill you with a knife! !
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