Chapter 90: Cannon fodder counterattacks **** text (six)

The exquisite pages of the book were spread out on the table. Zhao Feixiao stared at the screaming head of Juan Xiu, and was excited to look blushing.
Different from the words that Chang Biyu secretly bought for her, the words brought back by my brother are obviously more refined, and the words in the sentence are more exquisite, and the content is quite different!
There are no geniuses and geniuses who are bound by the worldly customs. There are no parents and relatives who love the vain sticks, and there is no sorrowful girl who is saddened by the tears of the moon...
The women inside are so tough that Zhao Feixiao is surprised. They don’t just limit their eyes to the back house and the male and female love. Instead, they all have their own thoughts and ideals. They even fight with their own hands. A career of my own!
The book said that such a tough woman is called a strong woman, a model of the world's women...
Slim and tender fingers gently smack the words on the words of Juan Xiu Xiu, Zhao Fei Xiaomei's heart is slightly stunned, and often shameless to say no words, the first time because of the contents of the book fell into thinking.
For physical reasons, she has been raised in the depths, and does not have much contact with the outside world. Her parents and brothers are not very strict with her requirements. Although she knows some standards set by the world for women, it is not Very clear.
So, now she is quite a bit uncertain.
She usually knows the outside world through a conversation, and she didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with the beauty of the singer, but now...
A woman who is weak and weak but can go to death for the sake of love, a woman who has a hard life but a tough heart and finally wins her success and happiness by her hands.
Which one can you be? Which one is yourself?
Zhao Feixiao's eyebrows are slightly stunned, and the minds of the heavens are in battle.
His eyes swept over his pale face in the bronze mirror, and Zhao Feixiao’s heart was tight.
In the book, isn’t the woman named Lin Fei not born with a bad health?
Even she is worse than herself! I am also blessed by my parents and brothers. When she was born, she was thrown away by her parents because of her physical condition!
But she is far stronger than herself.
I have been mourning myself, sometimes even complaining that God is so unfair, why are others healthy and happy to have a normal life, but they are sick and even live 20 years old? !
Lin Fei is not the same, she is so miserable than herself, but she never complained about the unfairness of the sky, she has been working hard to fight for life! Try to make your short life become as bright as fireworks!
Why, can't you?
The nail painted with red dandelion left a white impression on the palm of his hand. Zhao Feixiao’s eyes were filled with an unyielding look for the first time. She tightened the slap in her hand and only felt that there was something in her heart that slowly rose. Overflowing.
But when I think about my physical condition and the time I have been shackled over the years, the courage of the struggle that has just ignited in her heart is like pouring a cold water on her head, leaving only a trace of fire that flashes with a faint red light.
In the words, Lin Fei’s strong and kindness finally touched the gods. The pain that has entangled her for more than 20 years has finally disappeared, and she eventually has to meet a good person. The two have joined hands to make a happy life.
So... what about yourself?
Have you ever had a chance to live under the blessing of your family?
Or... As long as I am determined to start working hard now, I will be moved to God one day, like Lin Fei, to live a life like a fireworks?
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Unlike Zhao Feixiao, who is full of excitement and enthusiasm, in the carriage, Ye Sinian’s lips are sneering like a sneer, and a pair of phoenixes are shining with cold light, full of bad taste.
Just now, there was still a feeling of ambiguity. At this time, Ziyuan was like a smack. It was straight on the thick bedding. The black hair was all tied to the top of the head. The red tip of the ear was nowhere to hide. Exposed to the sight of Yessian.
Pulling his lips, Ye Sinian slaps on the man's strong back, the tone implies a threat: "Zi Yuanxiong? Is it painful now?"
The muscles trembled, and Ziyuan looked at the complicated pattern under the eyelids. His eyes were a little straight. He swallowed his throat and thought of the pain and refreshment when he had just hanged on his back. He was not afraid of death: "Ling Qiu Xiong smashed it all the time and it didn't hurt much!"
Ye Siian was almost laughed at by him. He turned a big white eye without a good gas, and he did not mind re-treating him. He sat up directly from his lap.
There was a strange regret in the heart, and Ziyuan slowly set up his body and sat up. Like inadvertently, the action quickly smoothed the robe of his body.
Ye Si-nian glanced at the man's robes and blocked the three-inch under the navel, and smiled at him with a smile.
Appreciating the light cough, Ziyuan frowned, trying to make a serious and serious look, said: "Ling Qiu brother, how do you think about it?"

Thinking about it?
Yestin picked up his eyebrows and casually healed the folds on his clothes because of his posture. He asked inexplicably, what did he just agree to consider?
"Cough!" Ziyuan's face flashed a faint blush, and the hands hidden in his sleeves tightened nervously. "That is... marriage..."
The movements in his hand, Ye Si Nian licked his lips, his eyes could not stop flashing smiles, but the face was inexplicably asked: "What is the meaning of Ziyuan Brother?" Calling far away from the horizon, there is no young woman here!"
There are all the wonderful women who have this way!
Ziyuan’s heart was arrogant, but there was no abnormality on the face. He smiled and said:
Ling Qiu’s brother’s words are different, and the world’s greatest is not surprising. Although men’s and women’s yin and yang are in harmony with the heavens, there are exceptions. Marriage can only be a young woman?"
"Zi Yuanxiong means..." Yesy was a red face in his face, and his eyes were filled with a clear and surprised look. His eyes swept over the purple face, a smile that tried to maintain a sincere face, and the tip of the ear was a little bit. Dyed with redness.
When Ziyuan’s eyes were bright and his heartbeat was almost unstoppable, he nodded excitedly. He said:
As Ling Qiu’s thought, the meaning of being close to the horizon is that your marriage is...

"Young Master! Go home!" The face of the carriage was suffocated with a sigh of red air, Shen Dantian, turned his head and shouted at the curtain.
His grandmother, almost let the old film of the rivers and lakes say a mouth!
Fortunately, the little man wit! Otherwise, the character of the young master, even if it feels bad, may not be able to wipe the face and refuse to face!
The words that were about to blurt out were smashed into the throat, and Ziyuan was blushing.
Ye Si Nian flashed a smile in his eyes, and he tried to stretch the expression on his face. His eyes seemed to have a touch of regret. He looked at Ziyuan and said: "...Zi Yuanxiong, follow me. come on!"

Since she gave birth to Zhao Feixiao, Zhao often had a very respectful respect for the monk Taoist priests because she often went to the temple to observe the love of the woman. At this time, she met the purple face of the handsome face and detached her eyes. She even believed that he was a good person. people!
There is no reason for this. Although this long-term looks quite young and handsome, this temperament and wide and free-spirited eyes that are not in the air are not what ordinary Taoists can have.
After all, they have also seen many Taoist priests who have been to many Taoist temples. Although the dress of Ziyuan is relatively unscrupulous, the appearance of this kind of person outside the party is so wrong that they feel that this person is extraordinary!
So, when they heard that Ziyuan still knows some tricks of sputum, the eyes are almost always bright!
The eyes of the parents expecting to fall on their own, Ye Si Nian's eyebrows slightly pick, the eyes quietly squinted at the opposite side of the elegant face of the calm man.
At this time, he and the horse in the carriage of the general Ziyuan almost judged two people, although still the same uncomfortable hair, the same handsome face, the same free and easy dress, but the temperament of the whole person is different.
His lips were faintly smiling, his eyes wide and always with a faint alienation, as if standing outside the red dust and watching the earthly people in vain struggle, not a touch of tacky, detached.
The line of sight touched the eyes that looked like mild and indifferent, and Ye Si Nian’s eyebrows were unconsciously glimpsed.
Perceived his sight, Ziyuan subconsciously smirked his lips, as if he had broken a certain mask, the expression on his face was instantly real.
The eyes that fell on oneself had obvious temperature, and Yesian slowly stretched his eyebrows and said: "Today is not too early, if Ziyuan Brothers does not deny it..."
"Do not dislike!" Ziyuan eyes brightened, can not help but blurt out, after the words are finished, I realized that my tone is too eager and happy, not in line with the image of my own high-ranking people.
With a soft cough, he evoked an inscrutable laugh, nodded slowly, and his tone was calm and authentic: "Respect is not as good as death, and the poor road will be dignified."
Zhao’s father Zhao’s eyes looked at him and felt that the face of the surprise was definitely his own illusion.
When I think of Daochang’s stay in the house, I will definitely have a chance to give my daughter a glimpse. Zhao’s mother’s face is a joy, and she is busy returning to her side and saying:
Go to the room!

"Mrs. is slow!" On the purple side, he was tight and busy: "The poor roads make the sages expensive, and they must be blessed by God. The poor roads have been riddled for many years but they have never been detached. Only in the carriage and in the lang. I had a feeling of conversation, and I wanted to live on the side of him, and I hope that my wife will be perfect!"
Ye Si Nian’s eyes widened, and he did not expect that this person was so brazen that he had reached this point, and dared to say such words in front of his parents!
However, he had not had time to object to it. He heard Zhao’s mother, who was praised by his son, laughing and smiling. He didn’t like the resort:
It’s his blessing that Dao’s wish to live with Lingqiu!

Said, she smiled and turned her head and said: "Hongyu, quickly bring people to clean up the room next door to the young master!"
"Mrs. Xie is perfect!" On the purple side, his expression was calm and calm, and he saw him like this. Zhao’s father Zhao thought he was unpredictable!
"..."
Ye Si Nian opened his mouth and glanced at Ziyuan without any anger.
Receiving his horrified helpless eyes, Ziyuan slammed his eyebrows and made a "marriage" in the angle that Zhao's father Zhao did not pay attention to.
On the face of a stagnation, Yesian had a guilty sneak peek at the Zhao’s father, Zhao’s mother, and found that they did not notice the abnormality. Then he let out a sigh of relief and gave him a look.
Receiving his enthusiasm, Ziyuan was flattered and slightly widened his eyes, and was quite embarrassed to lick his face.
The line of sight swept his little reddish ear tip, Ye Si Nian: "..."