idle mistress

Chapter 225

Only then did Shen Qing understand that indeed, in this world, what matters in marriage is the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker.

If it is an orphan without father and mother, it is no wonder that it lacks the care of its parents.

Shen Qing said with a smile: "General Liu wants to start a family."

"Which man doesn't want to start a family." Liu Boting nodded generously and admitted to her.

"Then what kind of woman do you like?"

"Me? I like gentle, considerate, and... good-looking ones."

After hearing this, Shen Qing couldn't help thinking of Hao Guanhua from the Hao family in Cangcheng.

The person in front of her is someone who is worth entrusting for life, she couldn't help but said: "General Liu, how about this, after the victory and return to Cangcheng, I, Shen Qing, will be a matchmaker for you to find a good marriage."

Hearing this, Liu Boting hiccupped. He looked at her and asked, "What marriage? Which family's girl?"

"I am a younger sister with a good family background, good character and good looks."

"Your sister?"

She nodded.

Liu Boting stared at her eyebrows and asked curiously, "How does your appearance compare with yours?".

"That's naturally much better than me. How about it? Do you want it or not? In a word?"

Liu Boting immediately replied: "Yes." He looked very happy, and poured her a bowl of wine while speaking: "Don't just talk, you drink too."

Shen Qing looked at the bowl of wine, and then at Liu Boting's expectant eyes, the atmosphere was so heightened here, it would be too shameful not to drink it.

Heartbroken, she raised the bowl, "I'll give up my life to be with the gentleman." After finishing speaking, she picked up the bowl and took two gulps.

In high spirits, Shen Qing proposed: "General Liu, shall we guess one?"

"What is Guai Mei?" Liu Boting was very puzzled by this novel word.

"It's a game like drinking orders. It's very fun. Like you, we both make fists at the same time, and then stretch out our fingers at the same time to say a number. The person who guesses the number of the other's finger correctly wins."

After hearing this, Liu Boting asked half-knowledge, "Does the winner drink?"

"Of course the loser drinks."

"Then I want to lose a few more rounds."

"Stop talking nonsense, come on." Shen Qing enthusiastically pulled Liu Boting to punch him.

Halfway through the drink, Liu Boting suddenly said, "Shen Qing, is it normal for men and women to be in love?"

Seeing him saying this without thinking, Shen Qing nodded and said: "Of course it's normal..."

Liu Boting continued: "Then it would be wrong if a man kisses a man."

She didn't dare to say that homosexuality is nothing in her own cognition, and she couldn't explain these words clearly to an alcoholic, so she could only follow his words: "That's not right!"

"Then why do you want the general to kiss?"

Shen Qing was bombarded by this sudden sentence, the drink in her mouth almost choked her to death.

Now, she finally understood why General Liu had been so alienated from her for several days...?
She fooled the past with a few words and haha.

Liu Boting was all focused on the aged wine, and didn't ask any further questions. The two of them were fisting and drinking the wine, which was quite comfortable.

Before King Ling got close to his tent, he heard shouts coming from inside. He frowned and walked into the tent. The situation inside made him very regretful. If he had known this, he shouldn't have been so soft-hearted this morning. up.

But he saw that the tent where he was resting was made a mess of smoke by these two people, the wine bottles on the table were tilted here and there, and the chairs were here and there.

And his usually gentle wife, with her hands on her hips, one foot on the chair, and one hand on the table, is making fists with his lover in a loud voice:
"three"

"Fives"

"six"

"Seven"

"No, are you seven? It's obviously six."

"This...it's obviously seven, if you don't believe me, watch me count." Liu Boting was confused, and began to count with his fingers one by one: "One, two, three, four, seven, eight..."

"No, no, where did five and six go? Did you eat them?"

The two were arguing, Shen Qing waved his left hand, and the peanuts on the table were spilled all over the floor.

Wait... Peanuts?

Can't she eat peanuts?In desperation, King Ling stepped forward quickly, separated the two who were having fun, put his hands on the woman's shoulders, and hurriedly asked, "Have you eaten peanuts?"

The woman stared at him blankly, only recognized him after a while, and smirked at him: "Your Highness, are you back?"

"Let me ask you, did you eat peanuts?"

She shook her head: "I didn't eat."

Before Zhao Yan had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the woman opened her mouth and burped him, and the strong smell of alcohol sprayed out from her mouth and hit his face.

Zhao Yan's face suddenly smelled so bad.

Liu Boting, who was behind him, was lying on the chair at this moment, and there was a loud noise behind him. When Zhao Yan turned around, he saw his general slipped from the chair, limp on the ground, already unconscious from drunk .

He stepped forward, picked up the man and walked out of the tent, seeing his guards passing by, he threw the drunk man to him like trash without saying a word.

Qi Jing took the man over and froze on the spot: "Your Highness, is this General Liu drinking?"

Zhao Yan didn't explain much, waved at him, turned around and returned to the tent.

The woman who was fine just now squatted on the ground and vomited.

Zhao Yan's head suddenly became a straight line... What a mess, what a nonsense!

He drank too much wine all at once, his stomach couldn't stand it, Shen Qing vomited all kinds of meat and vegetables, and made a fuss until the middle of the night, making himself uncomfortable and making the people next to him uncomfortable.

After a night of hangover and waking up the next day, seeing her groaning with her hands pressed to her forehead, Zhao Yan said coldly: "You should ask for trouble!"

Shen Qing was drunk, but she still remembered clearly what happened yesterday, knowing that this person accompanied her until midnight in order to clean up her own mess.

Knowing that she was wrong, she naturally did not dare to refute the man's sarcasm.

She vomited up everything she should have vomited last night, her stomach was empty, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. She said to him pitifully, "I'm so hungry..."

Although Zhao Yan put on a dirty face, he still went out and ordered his subordinates to bring breakfast.

Shen Qing sat at the table and drank some rice soup. He felt that the thorns on his neck were scratching tightly, so he couldn't help reaching out and scratching his neck a few times. After scratching, he felt his face itchy again, so he scratched more and more upwards.

Zhao Yan noticed her strangeness, looked at her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My neck is itchy."

Hearing this, Zhao Yan leaned over, stretched out his hand and pulled off her collar, and looked down, red spots appeared on the originally clean and fair neck.

Zhao Yanben's somewhat ugly face suddenly darkened: "Didn't you say you didn't eat peanuts?"

She vaguely remembered that the man did ask herself this question yesterday, but she didn't understand what it meant, so she casually replied no.

(End of this chapter)