The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 141: A Beautiful Wife is Difficult to Treat (3)
Immediately, more than a dozen men dressed as servants swarmed up and jumped at the white dog on the red silk cloth. Then the dog lazily kicked the chubby legs, stretched its waist, and spread its paws...

At the corner of the building, Rong Qiannian was lying on the big red Baixi tent, shaking her legs and shaking her head: "Tsk tsk tsk, go down with that claw..."

The conversation is not over yet, and then...

"Ah!" There was a shocking scream, the hysteria that tore the throat.

The white dog withdrew its paws, blew on his lips, and raised his eyelids: Xiao Mian!

Is it sturdy?Is there anything wrong with it?Who else besides Marshal Canopy?
Seeing this, the man at the head turned into a rage: "Give me all together."

Immediately, chickens flew and dogs jumped, people became birds and beasts scattered, only a white dog jumped up and down, and a group of seven-foot men screamed and chased after it.

What a mess of characters.

"Where did you get the lamb?" Rong Qiannian lay on her side on the satin shelf, her white skirt was spread on the red satin, as lazy as a fairy.

"It's a domestic slave of the uncle's mansion."

"Oh?" She raised her eyebrows and glanced a few times, "This man buys all red silk and brocade, what kind of happy event is the uncle's mansion holding?"

There was another roar, and the marshal over there scratched all over the world, and wherever he went, he screamed again and again.

In the chaos, Jin Niang's face remained unchanged: "Mr. Zhangqing has been lingering on the sick bed since he was bitten off his lifeblood. There are good times and bad times, and the wife of the country is talking about the marriage, saying that it is for the young master. Congratulations."

marriage?old?Less?Seeing that the marshal is so tough, he should have bitten off his lifeblood, so he is old!

Rong Qiannian shook her head in contempt: "Could it be that uncle Guo still wants to get a boy at one stroke when he's old?"

The corner of Jinniang's mouth twitched: "It's not for my uncle Guo, but for Zhang Qinghou to marry a wife." The uncle Guo is in his sixties, Miss Kui can figure it out.

Rong Qiannian listened, and thought deeply: "I just lost my precious egg, so I just want to marry a wife, ah, people are hard to tear down! The old ones can't be lifted, and the young ones can't be lifted, ah!" He sighed heavily again, "Hey! People are tough!"

In other words, this uncle of the country only got his son Zhang Qinghou in his late [-]s. This single seedling has been playing with women since he was a teenager, and it has been many years. Without the seed, the uncle Guo's mansion has completely cut off the incense, but it's not just that people are hard to tear down.

Jinniang smiled, pretending to sigh.

At this moment, Lord Marshal was full of fighting spirit, more than half of the dozen men had already collapsed, curled up on the ground crying for their father and mother, brocade and forged silk cloth shops were everywhere, a mess, not half of their original appearance.

However, a certain dog seems to be addicted to playing, pushing people down with one paw, pulling the silk, rolling people around, rolling around...

Jinniang held her forehead: "Miss, don't you want to stop?"

Rong Qiannian shook her head, and said to Jinniang solemnly: "Jinniang, we open the door for business, and if the lamb that comes to the door is not slaughtered for a few knives, wouldn't it be too sorry for the golden signboard on the top of the head?" Slipping around, turning the wave light a few times, waving his hand, "Go, write down everything that is broken, dirty, or broken, and send it to the uncle's mansion later."

Jinniang raised her head and glanced at the gold-plated plaque above her head. There were four words shining in gold: wealth is rolling.Turning around, I went to silently keep accounts: Hey, I will take advantage of the fire to carry out the robbery to the end, and put the money into action.

Rong Qiannian was leisurely, lying on the red silk, crossing her legs, humming a tune to watch the show.

Over there, Lord Marshal once again pressed down on a boy, making all kinds of troubles.

The leading man ran away, furious: "I'm going to pick you up!" As he said, he rushed at the marshal.

The Marshal flung his fat body and punched him with a left uppercut. The man fell on all fours. Before he could scream, the Marshal sat up with all his might, kicked the man in the stomach a few times, raised his paws, and thought : Where to start...

At this time, a languid voice said in tune, "Cut it off!"

On the red satin, someone propped his head up and raised his eyelids: You know!
Lord Marshal rolled his eyes: Look at the young master!The eyeballs slipped away again, staring at the three inches below the man's belly... Cough, crotch, raised paws...

"what!"

Shout that earth-shattering weeping ghosts and gods.

Jin Niang shuddered, looked up, blushed pretty, and immediately put aside.Turning around, my unscrupulous master was laughing wildly: "My Marshal is so good."

It's really a good move, a paw went down, a hole was broken in the crotch, and something happened to be exposed, and there were a few drops of blood, that scene...

I saw a certain evildoer staring at it carefully, and said: "Look at this size..." In the middle of speaking, he shivered for no reason, Rong Qiannian shrank his neck, and there was a deep and hoarse voice next to his ear.

"eleven."

Rong Qiannian was clever, turned around, and saw a pair of blue eyes, deep and dark.

Rong Qiannian's heart skipped a beat: It's over!Eyes rolled quickly: Run?don't run?

three days?five days?It seems that I haven't seen you for many days, like many autumns.Rong Qian thought for a while, and climbed down from the satin shelf disheveledly, glanced at his eyes, like a child who has done something wrong, rolled his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I didn't take off his pants." Stretching out his hand, pointing, She made sense, "It's the marshal."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp."promising!

On the wheelchair, the man closed his eyes half-closed, his side face was sharp and cold, and he opened his thin lips lightly: "Let's go."

Tsing Yi hesitated for a moment, then pushed the wheelchair.

This is?Proud?
Rong Qiannian was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly followed, shouting, "Wait for me."

"Chirp, chirp, chirp." Marshal despised him, raised his paw, and slapped it a few more times.

"Hey." Jin Niang laughed, her lord, the leader of the family, is afraid of guilt.

The streets are bustling, people come and go, and passers-by turn their heads frequently.The man sitting in the wheelchair in front has cinnabar on his forehead, and his face is charming, while the woman trotting behind is also born with a heroic and graceful appearance.

What a wonderful couple!

Suddenly, the woman shouted: "What's so interesting!"

Qing Ben is a beautiful woman, but she is fierce.Passers-by scattered like birds and beasts, sneaking a few glances from time to time.

Don't look, this man belongs to my wife!To put it aside, Rong Qiannian would definitely yell at her like that.Today, she has no guts!
Across a half-close distance, she trotted: "Yiyao."

Up front, no one answered.

Well, the problem is serious.With a soft tone, she shouted again: "Yiyao."

Still no response.

Damn, who said that men love women to act like a baby.

She shouted: "Wait for me, Yiyao."

This shout caused waves of criticism, passers-by pointed and whispered something.

Rong Qiannian was annoyed, and howled: "What are you looking at! Have you never seen a woman chasing a man?"

(End of this chapter)