Chapter 17: Overlord flower? Night attack?

Chapter 17 Overlord Flower? Night attack?
I climbed up and grabbed the quilt to cover the man with a thunderbolt, and after a while thought about it, tremblingly lifted the corner of the quilt and asked him timidly: "That...that...I will you again Overlord?"
Pei Yanzhen looked at me with his bright and distant eyes, and the pearl-like delicate and clean side of the neck showed a hint of pink.
I stared at the pale pink like a lotus lotus, and there was a group of demons dancing in my head, what should I do! Forget it once, but now how can it be the second time? How can I get rid of the scars and forget the pain? Although I used to know that my alcohol is not good since I was young, I never thought I was really thrilled...
After I was drunk that year, I woke up with Pei Yanzhen lying naked, staring at Pei Yanzhen, who was also the same as the red stripe, I embraced me with deep affection and looked generously at the court. I have no complaints or regrets what I have done."
Smashing a word, like a group of mouse buzzing around my fragile heart and began to punch holes, that trouble! However, I couldn't help but believe it. Pei Yanzhen's disgruntled eyes, the inadvertently displayed marks on his body and the dark red blood stains left in my fingers condensed, all accused me of the monstrous crime of spoiling the grass.
I had to swallow the fact in shock-I actually drink and tease good women and men! And this woman is still her own uncle! Birds and beasts, birds and beasts! Sure enough, there is a dark devil in everyone's heart, and he will bite you if he is not careful.
At that time, I only felt that I was so sorry for Pei Yanzhen, and I was terrified. However, my little uncle claimed to be considerate: "Miaoer, you can't let me down, and I will let you come back to me in the future." I was even more shocked when I said this. Could it be that my little uncle, after being picked by me, saw that the red dust would disobey the decree and had to carry on to the end of the incest?
After that, I avoided Pei Yanzhen everywhere. As soon as I saw him, I felt that the mouse was drilling holes in my heart, and I was guilty and guilty. But Pei Yanzhen talked and laughed as usual, as if that hadn't happened at all, and I slowly forgot.
I can't imagine repeating the past today. I actually drunk my little uncle's birds and beasts again after drinking. How can this be?
He was biting his lips and frowning to make a speech, but Pei Yanzhen lifted his quilt and gently covered me, tucked his corner and said to me: "You wake up and drink less when you drink, don't want to catch cold." Get up and dress in hair, naturally and naturally take it for granted. Like every early morning in those two years, like those who lie between us but nothing but nothing, and we are just a pair of newlyweds who are waiting to become husbands and wives.
I looked at the silver hook of the tent for a while, and moved around uncomfortably, pursing my mouth and frowning.
Pei Yanzhen's wind instrument Yuli with his back turned to me, the ebony hairpin on his head was hazy like a distant mountain, and he suddenly said: "You can rest assured. Last night, it was not as you thought, but you were drunk, I helped you back, see you I didn’t sleep well until I sat on the bed and hugged you. I wanted to wait for you to sleep and then walked away. I didn’t want to fall asleep, and it was almost dawn." The tone was soft, but there was a touch of alienation.
"Oh." I was startled, a little embarrassed by his thoughts, and I didn't know how to continue. Leng Leng watched as he took the teapot on the Eight Immortals table and poured a small half cup of tea back to the head of the bed to sit down again and reached out to help me. "Drink some tea."
"That wine was okay last night, I don't have a headache, I don't have a headache now, and I don't have to drink tea to hangover." I suddenly realized that I hadn't worn a coat, and I really had a relationship with my mother-in-law. Excuses refused.
Pei Yanzhen took a meal and then took it back. He placed the tea on the short table next to me. The face grew soft and serene, and he smiled softly and wrote: "It's not for you to hang up, but It’s Runrun’s throat. You called out Song Songzi’s name last night, and you must be dry.

Song Xiyuan?
Yeah, it was clear that he was drinking with him last night, why did he finally become his uncle?
While I was puzzled, I smirked and reached for the tea cup. "It's a little thirsty to say this to you."
Hearing the words, Pei Yanzhen's eyes looked like water, and I swept across my face, somehow I felt like my face was cracked by a wind knife. At this moment, I suddenly remembered one thing. If what he said last night was just holding me and letting me sleep peacefully, why should I take off my robe and only wear robes? This... is weird.
I couldn't help looking at him more, but I saw a slight bruise scattered on his forehead and chin. I put down the teacup and couldn't help but stretch my hand to caress the wound. "How hurt?"
Unexpectedly, Pei Yanzhen stepped back slightly, and immediately got up, avoiding my hand without traces, and slowly said: "Nothing. You sleep again. I'm gone."
I caught an empty hand and had to stash it back. I watched him step out and said, "Be careful on your way."
Pei Yanzhen turned to smile lightly at me, raised his eyebrows, and said: "You and relax, I will carefully not let people see. This matter will not be rumored, nor will it reach someone's ear." In fact, I It didn't mean anything to say that, but giving him such an answer gave rise to a few differences, and it blocked me there.
I was bored in the silk quilt for a while, and it sounded like it was raining outside. The sound of water beads beating the corridor eaves made me sleepless, and I simply got up.
Walking along the copying veranda, I might meet the green warbler who disappeared all night, and with a tired yawn, holding a copper basin filled with water, it almost spilled on me. Fortunately, my eyes quickly stabilized her.
"Miss, you're up. Young Master Song has an accident!"
"Oh?" I was startled.
I heard the green warrior crackling and then said: "Last night, I sang in the front garden. Song Gongzi was drinking alone in the Begonia Forest in the back garden. He was beaten, and he was unconscious so that he couldn’t wake up. Only then did I find out. The master was busy asking people to ask the doctor to send his family members to find the perpetrators.
"Where is he now?" I interrupted her anxiously.
"Just rest in the West Room, Miss, go and see."
Passing through the corridor, pushing the door in, but seeing that Song Xiyuan is lying on the mahogany couch with his eyes closed, half of his face is shrouded in the shadow of the veil, and it is not real. Chen Bo's horse is sitting on a round stool beside him The poured medicinal wine in my hand was about to give Song Xiyuan a snoring. The heroic posture made me feel terrified. I went to get the medicated wine and said to him: "Chen Bo, let me come."
When Chen Bo turned to see me, he immediately handed me the wine and said, "Well, it's better for Madam San to come and take the medicine." The voice of "San Madam" made me cry and laugh, and I corrected it many times with him. If there is no effect, then just leave it.
Looking at Song Xiyuan's face again, I was taken aback with breath. There was a gorgeous white jade face, the corners of the eyes were half swollen, the cheekbones were blue and purple, and the corners of the mouth were red and swollen. Where half of the face was caught in the shadow of the veil, it was half of the face. Seeing that I couldn't bear it even when I took the medicine, I turned around and asked Chen Bo softly, "Who did this do? But who offended him by doing business outside?"
Before Uncle Chen answered, the Green Warbler rushed to bite and said: "It must be someone who is jealous of the three sons' prosperous business in recent years, taking advantage of the old man's life to come and go to fight revenge."
Chen Bo sighed and retreated, and the green warbler also went out to take medicine on the hind feet.
I poured the medicated oil in my palm and was preparing to apply it bit by bit, but just when my fingertips touched, Song Xiyuan sighed painfully and opened his eyes.
When I opened my eyes, I immediately reached out and grabbed my shoulders, and pressed me against his chest, anxiously said: "Miao Miao, are you okay? Did he treat you?"
"Ah? Me?" I was a little ignorant by him. "Of course I'm fine." When I was about to ask who he was referring to by "he" in his mouth, he suddenly remembered the pale cyanosis of Pei Yanzhen's forehead and chin. Hey, it's broken!
"It's fine if you're fine~" Song Xiyuan shoved my back up and down like a cat smoothing his hair, his white teeth grinded loudly, and might as well lead him to the wound, "Hey!" howled.
I want to come to him since he was a child. He has never eaten half of the skin and flesh. This fat beating can make him feel good. I quickly said to him: "You let me go, I will give you medicine."
Unexpectedly, he held tighter, groaning and moaning as the rogue said: "Do not let it go, not let it die."
"Release my mother!" This suddenly inserted into a pair of white and tender lotus arms. When a small hand saw it, it was necessary to poke Song Xiyuan's eyes accurately.
On my back, I came out with a lot of cold sweat. My eyes were fast and I grabbed Tangyuan's hand, taking advantage of Song Xiyuan's stunned effort to break free from his arms.
Tang Yuan saw that I got up and came up to stand in front of me immediately. His dark eyes were round and round, his mouth was bulging, his cheeks were like a fish demonstrating bubbles, and a slingshot in his hand was full of tension. String, carelessly guarded me behind him and stood ready to confront Song Xiyuan.
Looking at the tangyuan mantis, barely as tall as a stool, lying across the road in front of me, I had a mixed feeling, and I felt that my baby was still promising. Seeing this situation is clearly related to Yun Chang's appearance as a 100,000 man.
"Don't touch my mother. Otherwise, I'll shoot this little mouse into your mouth." Tang Yuan whispered threateningly. Only then did I see that the slingshot was not put on a small stone, but a small gray hair mouse, squeaking and writhing.
Song Xiyuan couldn't help crying and laughing, and his face was bruised, and his expression was a little more exciting than the makeup on the stage. All things in the world are indeed mutually reinforcing, and Song Xiyuan, the unreasonable demon, now meets a nemesis.
"Okay! It's my son!" Song Xiyuan sat on the edge of the bed and admired, "If you are the father's wind."
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