I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin,
If you have few close friends, who will listen when your string is broken?
The night is dark and the north wind is raging. People who are running for life never dare to stop.
In the small courtyard of the Wang family, a few winter plum blossoms bloomed quietly, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing down a few leaves.
Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. After drinking it, the liver and intestines will be broken and the head will split.
Wang Busheng felt very bad after drinking. It was said that the feeling after drinking was like a dream, just like the touch of a lover, the warm embrace of a lover, and all the beauty in a dream. But Wang Bushi didn't think so. It was really uncomfortable after drinking too much. His body was hot, his mouth felt dizzy, and his head was dizzy. Even if he was a naughty boy with no strength, Wang Bushi felt that he was no match for him.
Of course, there are also benefits after being drunk, such as diuresis, which is effective for people with sexual dysfunction.
As the only female protagonist present in the Wang family, Leng Bingbing was very busy that night, pouring tea and preparing sobering soup for Wang Busheng. When treating Wang Busheng, Leng Bingbing did not beat or scold him, nor did he feel angry because his husband went out to drink. Instead, he took good care of her, which is rare in this world. As a wife who has never married, Leng Bingbing's performance is remarkable, and A good match.
"Water", the confused Wang Bushit shouted again. This was already the eighteenth time Wang Bushit drank water. It was a waste of water due to his drunkenness.
Hearing Wang Bu's cry, Leng Bingbing, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cup of tea with a moderate temperature was handed to Wang Bu's face.
Wang Bu Shou slowly opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, then looked at Leng Bingbing and asked, "Where are the white cats and black dogs?"
"They have already gone to bed" Leng Bingbing replied softly.
It was also a very hard day for White Cat and Black Dog. Being a driver was also a physical job, and for the sake of the face of the men of the Ming Empire, the two of them also worked very hard. Faced with the teasing of several foreign girls, the two of them fought hard and gritted their teeth. He persisted, and finally cut several international friends to their crotches during the intermission.
"Where are Liu Mei, Zhu Wu, and Boss Wang?"
Leng Bingbing smiled slightly and said, "Ms. sir, it's already midnight. They must be asleep at this moment."
"But what should I do with the toilet?" Wang Busui was a little embarrassed. As a male protagonist, he wouldn't get drunk after a thousand drinks, but he couldn't drink three to five bottles of liquor in this era, which was similar to the beer content in his previous life. However, he was drunk, and it was embarrassing. It seems that my feet are no longer my own. When I got out of the car, my loyal servants, the white cat and the black dog, carried me down. Until now, my legs and feet are still weak and I have no strength at all. Going to the toilet alone is a bit overwhelming.
A trace of flush appeared on Leng Bingbing's tired face, and then he said, "Mr., am I not here?"
"Well, Sister Leng, it seems inconvenient." I am not a paraplegic, so it seems a bit inappropriate to ask an unmarried girl to wait on me when I go to the toilet. Neither is my fiancée. Leng Bingbing is not a highly paid escort girl, so as long as the price is right, sleeping with me is fine.
"It doesn't matter, we are husband and wife, what's the inconvenience?"
"Well, I think I can tolerate it for a while."
Leng Bingbing didn't insist anymore. After all, the film was still there, and it was a bit hard to talk about something. Can't let go.
Endure the calm for a while, take a step back to open up the world, change your posture when you can't bear it anymore, there are no obstacles in life that you can't overcome, and there are no pains that you can't bear, but holding in your urine is really uncomfortable. After less than ten minutes, Wang Busheng felt that he was going to die He was so suffocated that he looked like a sexy monk who had just shaved his head. Always want to vent.
Well, he is a man, and he is not the one who suffers, not to mention that the person who takes advantage is his unmarried wife. If he really thinks this way, there is no obstacle in Wang Busui's heart, "Sister Leng, I want to go to the toilet."
"Uh oh oh, let me help you up."
His legs were weak and his steps were staggering. It was very difficult for Wang Bu to walk, and it was also very difficult for Leng Bingbing to support him. All of Wang Bu's weight was resting on Leng Bing. Leng Bing supported his body and moved slowly. It is difficult to imagine those who are sick in bed. How hard it is to serve someone who has been in bed for many years. There is no filial son at the bedside of a long-term illness, and there is no virtuous wife in a poor family. It is really rare to be able to persevere.
In just a few steps, Wang Busheng felt like he had walked twenty-five thousand dollars all over again. It was so hard that it was unnecessary.
Fortunately, the toilets of rich people are not outside. There is basically a toilet next to the bedroom. Opening the door, Wang Bushit stood against the wall, "Okay, Sister Leng. I can do it myself."
"You really can".
Wang Bushi nodded heavily, "I can do it."
Leng Bingbing no longer insisted. After all, she was not a brothel girl and had no sense of shame. Leng Bingbing said that she would not be able to accept it for a while.
He let out a hearty release, and then returned to the bedroom with cold support.
After all the tossing, Wang Bu died and lost sleep. He leaned on the bed, as if talking to himself, or asking Leng Bingbing, "How many accidents will there be in life, good or bad?"
"There are countless accidents in life, unexpected encounters, unexpected acquaintances, unexpected injuries, unexpected endings. We keep the good ones, and we can turn the bad ones into good ones." Sure enough, only people who have read books can say such philosophical words.
Wang Bushi smiled slightly, "Sister Leng, what you said is really good."
Leng Bingbing smiled slightly, without saying anything, and pulled the charcoal basin, and a few sparks popped out.
"I used to live with my grandpa in the mountains without a single playmate or friend. The sky is as big as a palm, and every plant and tree is so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar with it. However, I have only been down the mountain for more than half a year, and I unexpectedly got to know you, Sister Jinghui. There are also Liu Mei, Black Dog, White Elvis, Boss Wang and others, and I have earned money and have so many friends. Is my luck so good? I am worried that one day, everything I have now will disappear. I went back to the mountain again, and when I opened my eyes, I saw that it was just a longer dream."
"Don't you see, there are turmoils in the three realms, just because the sky will never end, the mind will be clear without a single thought, there will be no going, no coming, no birth and death. There is no luck in a person's life, it is all the result of hard work," he tucked up his quilt. , Leng Bingbing continued, "Man can conquer the sky, work hard not to lose what you have gained, and work hard to recover what you have lost. I will always be by your side. There is no sun in the sky, no stars in the night, and no fish in the sea. I will still be waiting for you as before."
Leng Bingbing threw the dog food without any preparation, which made Wang Bu Shou a little unacceptable. He took Leng Bing Bing's cold little hand and put it into his bed. The most sincere smile appeared on Wang Bing Bing's face, "It's great to have you."
When a person dies, the lights are extinguished. An accident in his previous life ended everything in his previous life. Everything is lost, including his lover, wealth, and the place where he has struggled. But what happens after hard work? What has he changed? He is reborn and comes to this place. In an unknown place, he lived a fairly satisfactory life, and had everything he wanted, including endless money, endless food, and three beautiful wives who couldn't have enough fun. With life like this, what could a husband ask for? Wang Bushu was worried that in a sudden accident, he would lose everything he had now, and the annoying powerful person would throw him into an unknown place, and everything would start again.
A glimpse of autumn water shakes the heart and soul
Missing my lover every night
The red maple leaves cover half of the mountain
Frustration in the cold window is hard to find anymore
Autumn breeze, thin curtains and empty curtains
Late at night, the lights are dim and the tears are dripping
The maple fire is so lonely that the temple is far away
Cold clothes and quilts make people lose weight
Autumn twilight, a lonely crocodile admiring yellow flowers
Singing alone at night looking for a restaurant
Sitting in the red mourning place of love in the maple forest
The cold wind sweeps away the remaining clouds
"Bodhi has no tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand. It has nothing in the first place, so how could it attract dust?" Bodhi has no tree in the first place, and the bright mirror is not a stand. It has nothing in the first place, so what kind of dust will be caught there? All laws are caused by causes and conditions, and they are all illusory and unreal. However, due to the self-grasping of human beings and the self-grasping of laws, people believe that themselves and all laws are real, so they think that troubles are also real, and they seem to be constantly troubled. It's like there is no purity. It can be seen from this that Wang Busheng's sentimentality is entirely the result of being full.
He lets him do whatever he wants, and his sword smiles to the sky. At worst, it doesn't matter if he dies again.
"Sister Leng, it's cold outside, please get in bed and lie down for a while."
Touching the cold little hand, Wang Bushit said softly.
"Uh, ah", Leng Bingbing hesitated.
Wang Bushi smiled and said, "Just chatting, nothing else."
"Well, the credibility of this man's mouth is really low."
He raised his arm with difficulty and then put it down. Wang Bushit smiled bitterly, "Sister Leng, do you think I have the strength to do other things?"
Leng Bingbing wanted to say that he didn't have to use his hands to do that, but he was suspected of driving, so he gave up decisively, took off his shoes and socks, Leng Bingbing climbed onto the bed, and lay down against Wang Busheng's chest. It is enough to have a confidant in life. Having a man's love, even if it is one-third or one-tenth, is not a kind of happiness. Lengbing has nothing to ask for. He just wants to be like this every day and see the mischievous smile on his lips. , A woman who truly falls in love with a man will be willing to sacrifice a lot. Fortunately, this is a feudal society. You don't have to abandon anyone if you want to marry one. Women in this era are very kind and tolerant.
He gently hugged Leng Bingbing and played with Leng Bingbing's long hair with his fingers. Every woman has her own unique body fragrance, just like every woman has her own unique personality. She took a deep breath and said, Immortal's head became much clearer, "Sister Leng, if someone suddenly said she was your aunt, would you believe it?"
"Auntie, I've never heard of it. There are many people who recognize their sons, but not many who recognize their nephews." Leng Bingbing rubbed his face against Wang Busheng's chest. Closed his eyes.
"It's definitely my aunt."
"Everything must have a reason. It's either for money or death, or it's because you're attracted to the other person and you do it intentionally to get closer."
Well, the Headhunting Academy probably regards "Hou Hei Xue" and "Luo Zhi Jing" as textbooks, making it as bad as people think.
The future young mistress of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion naturally doesn't have to worry about money. The current Minister of Household Affairs is Zhenguo Duke Qian Song. It can be said without exaggeration that all the money in the Ming Empire belongs to the Qian family. If you want to get as much as you want, you have to be clever. , Zhu Xiluo will not find out. As for falling in love with himself, well, Wang Busheng believes in love at first sight, but the prerequisite is to fall in love with him. Although he thinks that he is already extremely handsome and unparalleled in the world, there are people who are better than others. To be honest, he has a lot of money and is still more handsome than himself. If you get a little bit of it, it's even less likely to kill you. If you want to do it, do it in the whiskey bar. You'll be so drunk that you won't resist even to the death.
Wang Bushi shook his head, "What you said is wrong. Is it possible that they are really relatives?"
"Yeah, yeah. Maybe," Leng Bingbing murmured.
After a busy night, while Wang Bu was thinking, Leng Bingbing had already fallen asleep.
Wang Bushi smiled slightly, wiped the saliva from the corner of Leng Bingbing's mouth, moved hard, tucked Leng Bingbing into bed, and closed his eyes.
I had a dream, which was very long and lasted a lifetime. I dreamed that I would marry a wife, have children, and have a successful career. Zhu Xiluo nodded and bowed when he saw him. I was about to explain to Zhu Xiluo some strategies for governing the country, how to reform and open up, how to enrich the people and strengthen the country, when I heard a rapid knock on the door.
Wang Bushit opened his eyes, and the cold figure around him had long since disappeared. Next to the bed was a brand new cotton gown, a basin of warm wash water, and a white towel.
The rapid knocking on the door continued, "Master, it's not good, it's not good, something big has happened." The black dog shouted heartbreakingly outside the door, his tone was very anxious, he was probably his dead father.
"Come in." Wang Busi stood up and dressed, his face full of impatience.
The black dog pushed the door open and left, with a few snowflakes falling on his body. A chill hit him, and Wang Busui hurriedly ordered the door to be closed. Asked, "What happened?"
"Something bad has happened, Master, something serious has happened."
"If you talk so much nonsense, I'll give you the task of cleaning the workers' toilet today, and you'll also have breakfast there." After washing, I wiped my face. I hate people who make noises like this the most. Something big happened, and it turned out that the old hen at home laid a double-yolked egg. trouble making.
The strong desire to survive made Black Dog instantly mute and he hurriedly shut up.
"Tell me, what happened?"
"The door to our house is blocked."
