As we all know, Mei Qiang is extremely handsome and possesses great strength, but he has a tragic fate. He is either disabled and lonely, or he is abandoned by everyone.
This man must be the latter.
Looking at his friend who has been waiting for a long time, you can tell that he must be teasing him again.
But he still has no regrets and is willing to stand in the wind and continue to wait.
Such people have been waiting for salvation all their lives.
Song Mei had a strong premonition that the man in front of her was her handsome and powerful male partner.
As long as she gives him a little love, he will cling to her like a life-saving straw.
She sighed and asked distressedly: "Whose son are you? Whose name is it? I will ask the servant to take you back."
Dong Baokun waved his hand quickly, "I'm just an insignificant person, don't worry about me."
Seeing what he said, Song Mei was even more sure that he was a beautiful and powerful person who was not welcomed by the whole family. He might be the bastard of a certain family, or he might be a concubine. He must have suffered a lot since he was a child. Even his own mother If you don't love him, you only have him to gain status...
Song Mei immediately imagined a 10,000-word drama about a wealthy family.
Since the handsome man doesn't accept her kindness, she can't force him. Sooner or later, his identity will be revealed, and I believe it will be a big surprise for her!
"Take this, I should go." She put the stove into the handsome man's arms and got into the carriage without waiting for his refusal.
The carriage was swaying, and she lifted the curtain, and she could still see the handsome man's eyes following her carriage.
Song Mei was secretly happy that she had won a male partner!
Moreover, the male partner has a beautiful appearance, and she really likes her. Even if she can't make love, she can still hug him and kiss him.
Remembering that she had eight male friends in her previous life, but now she was alone, she felt really lonely.
…
As the carriage drove out of the alley.
Dong Baokun withdrew his gaze.
Another little sister was brought into his pocket, and today was not in vain.
He carefully stroked the rabbit fur hand stove in his arms.
So soft and tender!
…
When Song Li saw Dong Baokun leaving, she also took back "Little Green", which was the name she gave to the butterfly.
Doesn't Song Mei like orthopedics?
Let her enjoy the wonders of orthopedics sooner or later.
Song Li hummed and left. She only took a few hours of leave today and it was time to return to the military camp for training.
…
Seeing Song Li leaving, Song Yihuan jumped down from the roof and followed Dong Baokun.
Dong Baokun is indeed a master of flowers. He can smell the woman behind him just by his sense of smell.
When he looked back, he saw the beautiful lady who kept him awake all night.
His eyes lit up and he walked quickly to Song Yihuan, "It's you... I knew we would meet again."
He wore the most beautiful clothes today, but he couldn't help but tidy up in front of the beauty.
"This young lady, I am Dong Baokun, a native of Jiuquan. My family is poor and I have no wealth. I only have this life. I am willing to do my best for you."
The beauty has already been to his house, and he has nothing to show off but to impress her with sincerity.
Song Yihuan couldn't help but feel a little scared, because she really liked this.
Fortunately, God sent my sister to wake them up.
"Mr. Dong, are you really willing to serve me?"
Dong Baokun wished he could kneel down in front of her, "How can I make you believe it, Miss? Since the first time I saw you, Dong's life has been yours."
Song Yihuan nodded with satisfaction, "You go to a place with me." After saying that, she walked straight forward.
Dong Baokun felt happy and quickly followed.
The young masters of these wealthy families all have private residences. In the Yushu Alley where he lives alone, there are six households that use their outhouses.
This beauty seems to have reached the age of marriage. Could it be that she is in love with her?
Thinking of this, a surge of blood rushed up, and he quickly recited a few heart-clearing mantras to suppress the anger.
After twists and turns, the two of them came to an exquisite garden halfway up the mountain. The location was remote and secretive, but it was more emotional.
Dong Baokun became more and more enthusiastic.
There were two tall soldiers guarding the gate. When they saw Song Yihuan, they immediately gave way.
Song Yihuan took Dong Baokun into it.
After walking around the screen wall and rockery, I suddenly heard the sound of men and women playing, sometimes mixed with unbearable teasing and moaning.
Dong Baokun suddenly felt something. He stretched his neck and looked in, but he couldn't see anything because it was blocked by trees and screens.
Just as he was about to go further, he saw Song Yihuan stopped.
Dong Baokun quickly calmed down his expression and pretended to be shy, "This... this is..."
Song Yihuan turned around and smiled vaguely, "Of course it's a place for fun. Lang Jun said just now that he was willing to give me his life, why are he not willing now?"
The words "husband" made Dong Baokun's heart melt. He wanted to show off his talents immediately, but he still had to pretend to be reserved. She knew that young ladies would do this, "How, how could it... It's just... I've never... Living like this is a bit unacceptable for a while.”
Song Yihuan lifted a strand of hair by his ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid, Sir. Just do whatever you want, and it will all work out."
Dong Baokun couldn't withstand such teasing. He felt his whole body swell with heat. At the same time, he became more certain that Song Yihuan had such an experience and was probably the same person as him.
"Everything is at the discretion of the young lady." He closed his eyes, as if he was about to risk his life.
Song Yihuan chuckled softly, "Well done, you will have endless benefits!"
Dong Baokun was even more excited. No one knew that he had copied all the scholars and did not dare to take the exam. Those little girls believed him when he said he was a candidate. It is not his fault.
The main purpose of his coming to the capital was to find an enemy who appreciated him, and to recruit him as his husband before autumn, so that he would be able to eat and drink without any worries in his life.
Of course, he has very high standards. Ordinary people can only lick his shoes. With his appearance, even a princess can get it.
The legitimate daughter of General Song's family was not considered an insult to him.
After everything was done, he took a bellyband as a souvenir...
Just as I was thinking about it, I came to the screen. The sound of joy became clearer, and the outline of the body was printed one after another on the screen.
Dong Baokun didn't expect that people here would play so boldly, using the ground as a bed and the sky as a quilt, in broad daylight, just as he said.
Just from the sounds and shadows, one could imagine how fierce the battle was inside, and his desire reached its peak at this moment.
Song Yihuan asked him to sit on the stone bench. He lifted up his robe and sat down firmly.
No matter if both sides come together, he will definitely not lose!
Then after waiting for a long time, I saw Song Yihuan drinking tea leisurely.
"Miss……"
"Shh... don't make a sound!"
"It's not good to disturb the eldest princess."
Dong Baokun's eyes widened.
Inside...it's actually the eldest princess!
So what does Song Yihuan mean by bringing him here?
The heat slowly faded away, and his heart began to beat.
His charm is unquestionable, it shouldn't be...
Before I had time to think too much, everything inside was already dead.
"waste!"
"Princess, give me another chance. I haven't taken the medicine yet!"
"roll!"
The men inside did not dare to disobey the eldest princess, so they wrapped themselves in robes and left in a hurry.
Seeing this, Song Yihuan picked up Dong Baokun and said, "Go! Lang Jun, do your best in your life and don't let me down!"
Dong Baokun couldn't help but sway his legs.
It is said that the eldest princess is already in her forties...
He fears.
