Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

"Riding against the bridge, full of red sleeves, hahahaha!"

Amidst the laughter, Fang Xing walked away.

Ningxiang's complexion was red and blue, green and white, and it was very lively for a while.

Fang Xing just said that he came to the Qinhuai River today, and countless famous prostitutes waved at him desperately, as if he didn't take Ningxiang's so-called reputation as a clean man seriously.

Isn't the prosperous business?

But you can see that the wind makes the rudder more capable than those who sell themselves and do not sell art!

Ning Xiang Qiang smiled and returned to the cabin, just as a student was reading a poem left by Fang Xing.

"What do you want to deliver to the canopy..."

Ban Qin smiled, and Li Mao asked someone to bring him a drink, and immediately drank a few glasses.

This person is so unlucky, what good things do he dare to think about?

Li Mao thought triumphantly: So when you wake up, you feel that you are in luck!

"I haven't dared to turn over and have met..."

Qin Ban's expression of sorrow and compassion: It's really rare to be so unlucky!

"Broken hats cover the busy city, and the leaking ship carries wine in the middle..."

Ningxiang thought of Fang Xing's horse riding away in the drizzle just now, and suddenly felt a little bit inexplicably sad.

Fang Xingbei conquered special honors. It has been a long time since the army returned to the teacher, and those who deserved the merits will also be rewarded.

Can Fang wake up?

He still serves as his little landlord in Fangjiazhuang every day, and has never seen him show off.

"Thousand pointing fingers, head bowed as a willing ox……"

Ningxiang only felt that her heart had been hit hard, she thought about Fang Xing's loneliness and arrogance. Faced with many opponents today, the eyebrows were cold, but he did not flinch at all.

"Hidden in the small building to become one, and take care of him in winter, summer and spring and autumn."

The sound has stopped, but Fang Xing's image is vivid.

I was unlucky enough to admit it, and taught in the country to tease the children. But no matter how you beep, how we should live or how we live.

Why are you not convinced?

Brother has a car and a house, so you can toss around outside, it's nothing to do with brother!

An arrogant and arrogant Fang Xing has been deeply carved into everyone's mind.

Qin Ban was silent, thinking about the past.

Hua Qing snatched the piece of paper, and when he saw that the word was correct, he said in disdain: "Just this kind of literary talent, how did Fang Xing get into Juren in the past?"

Qin Ban glanced at him, feeling a little sad.

Poetry does not win with gorgeousness, but depends on the emotional expression between the author's words.

Although Fang Xing's poem is mediocre, it fits his current situation and outlines Fang Xing's view of this situation.

?——I'm not afraid!

"Let's go away!"

Qin Ban suddenly felt uninterested, so he got up to say hello, and left without looking back.

"Mr. Qin..."

Li Mao wanted to stay in amazement, but Qin Ban waved his hand without looking back, went downstairs in a blink of an eye, and left immediately.

"Mr. Qin what's wrong?"

Li Mao felt that he really had blood mold today, and he finally found a relationship with money, and then he invited Ningxiang.

I thought that meeting Fang Xing today would be an unexpected surprise, but now it seems that this ‘surprise’ has changed a bit.

Ningxiang quietly blessed his body, and then said: "Please feel free to everyone, Ningxiang is tired, please leave first."

As soon as Qin Ban and Ningxiang left, everyone felt boring, so they separated.

But with this poem today, those guys who are not on the right track with Fang Xing are probably getting excited.

"Brother Dehua, your poem just now was a bit complaining!"

On the way back, Chen Xiao said with some worry: "Although the merits of the Northern March are not paid, but you complain like this, if someone complains about it, will your Majesty..."

Fang Xing rode on horseback and said unfathomably, "Complaining is also a science. The key is timing. Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

Back home, Fang Xing smelled her body first, and then yelled to enter after feeling that she didn't smell like a woman.

"Shuhui, Xiaobai, I'm back..."

"Huh! Where are the people?"

Fang Xing entered the backyard, but did not see Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai, not even the bell.

"This mother-in-law, is she back to her natal house? But Xiaobai should be there too!"

Fang Xing asked a maid, but the maid said that Zhang Shuhui and Xiao Bai had never been out.

In the backyard, Fang Xing walked into the back garden lightly, and then saw a beautiful scene.

"Xiao Bai, don't scare it..."

"Madam, you have to watch the bell, or the little duck will be eaten by the bell."

Just by the side of a tree, Xiao Bai was holding a little duck, and the skirt turned to the waist without noticing it.

And Zhang Shuhui was holding the bell nervously, not allowing it to approach the duckling.

Bell stuck out her tongue, and stared at the duckling...

Fang Xing just stood outside the doorway of the back garden, watching this scene with a smile, and didn't even see the bell wagging his tail to please him.

"Husband..."

Bell finally escaped from Zhang Shuhui's grip. Zhang Shuhui was shocked and was about to chase after him, but saw that Bell was rushing towards Fang Xing.

"Shuhui."

Fang Xing caught the bell and threw his paw on his chest, and then smiled at Zhang Shuhui.

"Master, look, the little duck we found!"

After seeing Fang wake up, Xiaobai ran over holding the duckling in excitement. The skirt around the waist flew up, and the half-rate fell.

The pale yellow duckling stood in Xiaobai's hand~www.readwn.com~ It tilted its head, and its small, bean-sized eyes fixedly looked at Fang Wake.

Innocent and innocent, just like Xiao Bai who was presenting a treasure at this time.

Fang Xing touched the little duck and said with a smile: "This is probably the little duck that ran out of the shed. I will be sent back later."

Last time Zhu Zhanji sent a lot of chickens, ducks and geese. After breeding, the number has increased a lot.

Xiaobai touched the duckling reluctantly, and said eagerly: "Master, can't you stay and raise it?"

Zhang Shuhui came with a bell, and when she heard the words, she groaned: "This little duck looks funny, it's that... smelly, don't cry then."

"I will be optimistic about it."

Xiaobai said pitifully.

Fang Xing said helplessly: "First, you have to clean its **** frequently, and second, you have to watch the bell, otherwise you can't cry if you are eaten by the bell."

"OK!"

Xiaobai held the duckling to his mouth and kissed him with a look of excitement, then squatted down and started counting the bells.

"From now on you are not allowed to approach rhubarb or bite it, or I will...I will not give you food! Yes, I will not give you food!"

Seeing Xiaobai's serious look, Bell also nodded constantly, Zhang Shuhui couldn't help but smile. Then the little hand warmed, and Fang Xing was already holding it in his hand.

"Husband..."

Zhang Shuhui lowered her head, her ears were slightly pink.

"Shuhui..."

The most is the gentleness that bows his head, just like the shyness of a water lotus flower that can't beat the cool breeze.

Fang Xing felt infinite tenderness in his heart, and only felt that there were only three of him left in this world, and he could no longer accommodate the others.

Jing Dang had just been taught a lesson. She was aggrieved and wanted to find Fang Xing for comfort, but she couldn't squeeze into the middle of the two, so she sobbed.

"Husband, is Ningxiang beautiful?"

Uh... there will be a storm tonight!