Vol 10 Chapter 10: At a certain moment

Many Mongolian girls danced cheerfully, the youthful vigor of warriors working hard by the fire. They may have heard about Fang Lang, did they glance at here during the dance? Shy and introverted, he looked away with just a small swipe, showing a shy smile every day, passionate and bold, staring at Fang Lang naked, with her eyes like a little she-wolf.
Naturally, Fang Lang's eyes passed, did they stop on Hua Zheng and Han Xiaoying? Both women are very energetic girls, not as weak and restrained as the Central Plains woman. Han Xiaoying has the subtlety of a Jiangnan woman, and the boldness of a grassy woman. It is generous between talking and laughing, but it is always just a taste. And Huazheng...that's hard to say. To others, she has always been a queen fan, but to Guo Jing she became a good girl. At this time, she was sitting next to Guo Jing, carefully cutting lamb with a knife. Put a large piece on Guo Jing's plate, put a small piece of salt in his mouth, and chew slowly with his mouth closed.
Guo Jing watched the dance stupidly, eating a piece of mutton from time to time, and more often staring at the wrestling men. Knowing that as long as they beckon, there will be countless Mongolian girls willing to dedicate their fresh flesh, but Fang Lang still shows no words. Zhe didn't look at all of this here, he was so old, he still couldn't understand this little young mind. However, if I didn't say it through, Hua Zheng obviously didn't mean Fang Lang, and he didn't bother to say it.
After dragging down three glasses of wine, the troubles have already gone out of the sky. Seeing that Fang Lang never looked into the dance floor, he smiled and leaned forward to him and said, "Brother Fang is not interested in the women of our tribe? There are still some female slaves in our tribe. Which country do you like?"
At this time, he must have no thoughts to talk about serious things. At such a carnival time, it would be incomprehensible to him if a man didn't fool around. Mongolian women are not as restrained as the Central Plains women, and men have no pedantic ideas. If it was broad daylight, Fang Lang might have discovered that there were people in the wild on the grassland less than twenty behind him.
It is a pity that Luo Hua deliberately runs water and is ruthless, and Fang Lang is not interested in them at all. Hearing that, he just smiled and said: "Female cuts off the body, especially martial arts practitioners are against excessive indulgence. It's not that I'm not uninterested in the next stage. It's just a big battle, and I need to recharge."
Tuo Lei didn't know that he still had to pay attention to the day when he was doing this, so he curled his lips in disapproval, and Zeng stood up and jumped onto the dance floor. Immediately, young boys and girls gathered around, singing and dancing with him. This young master really has some talent for dancing, and his refined movements are quite aesthetically interesting.
Fang Lang couldn't help but glanced twice, commenting silently in his heart. With this hand, Zhe don’t catch a glimpse of the opportunity in the distance. He picked it up and swayed over. When he reached Fang Lang and sat down, he seemed to be intolerant of alcohol, his tongue knotted and said, "Brother Fang doesn’t like dancing, but do you like drinking? "
Fang Lang pretended to see him coming, and hurriedly picked up his wine glass and smiled: "Little brother can't drink enough, it's not as good as General Zhebye."
They didn't use cups for drinking. The idea was that Temujin could use cups. Others generally used beast skulls. Among them, horns are more, and the better one is rhino horns. Fang Lang drank a full glass and put down the glass. Zhebie finished the drink here, and snorted him without surprise and said: "My young patriarch is good at martial arts, but Wenzhi is much less. But it's considered a big fortune."
This was originally Fengcheng's words, but he referred to drag as the young patriarch. Fang Lang subconsciously wanted to cater to two sentences, and suddenly his expression changed when he reached the words. He called the Patriarch of the Young Patriarch several times, but he stopped it. Obviously his status in the tribe is not very high now. Moreover, he later became the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty because his other brothers were all in the northwest, not many in the central part of the Central Plains. After Genghis Khan's death, Drag Lei took a geographical advantage.
Zhebie used this name, obviously he had heard of something and came to test his own tone.
Fang Lang was amused. The top fierce general under Genghis Khan's account was also engaged in speculative trading. He identified a master as an assistant in advance, and the master level must have his benefits in the future. Fang Lang laughed and said: "No one can be born a king unless he is the son of a good emperor. But the son of the emperor may not be able to dominate the officials. A person always has shortcomings, the key is to see. Who is assisting him."
Zhebie frowned when he heard what he meant. Fang Lang's meaning is difficult to understand, making people a little confused. He curled up and was drunk, jokingly: "I don't think you are not interested in women, but you are interested in someone, but you dare not speak?"
Fang Lang was taken aback for a moment, and he realized that he could not help but laugh when he saw his thoughts. It doesn't really matter whether he is interested in Huazheng. As long as he doesn't take any action, can Hua Zheng be able to shoot him? He glanced at Zhebye funny, his eyes full of contempt for this uncle. Zhebie's face blushed, and he said with a sly smile: "Prairie men do things cleanly, and women are also men who like straightforwardness. Why don't you give it a try, maybe?"
Fang Lang gave a wry smile, this uncle did not eat his own thing, shrugged helplessly, raised his glass and stood up. He was together, and immediately two girls nearby took him by the arm and pulled him onto the dance floor. They have been patrolling the neighborhood for a long time, and following the convenience of the place, they sometimes lifted their robes to show their thighs and so on.
It's a pity that people have been blind for a long time, and these girls have to give up.
Such a lively atmosphere was very honorable and disgraceful, and Fang Lang soon began to dance like others. The cheerful dance gradually became faster with the sound of drums, and Fang Lang came up out of breath in a short while. Two Mongolian girls took the opportunity to get close to him, and their ears were worn together. After a while, Fang Lang's lower abdomen became hot, and his eyes became hot.
As the night fell, Fang Lang didn't know when he was helped by a few Mongolian girls on the grassland outside the tribe, and he didn't even know how he conquered these Mongolian girls who were known to be physically strong. He only remembered the messy picture, and then a few girls stopped you and lay on the ground to sleep.
On the grassland, the breeze was rippling and the fragrance of grass came, and Fang Lang could not fall asleep, staring at the night sky in a daze. In the future generations of reinforced concrete cities, even if you see the starry sky, it will be foggy. It's been a long time since he saw such a blue sky and shiny stars. I was meditating, but heard the original sound in the distance: "Come here!"
Hearing the sound was made by a young girl, Fang Lang smiled bitterly and glanced at the five beautiful jade bodies standing next to him. ..
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