"Mom, what are you thinking about? There is no woman in Junshang's eyes at all. When he looks at Zhang Xiaoniang, his eyes won't sparkle, they are just plain."
"Besides, don't you know how old I am? How can you give birth to a child at such a young age?"
Xiao Siyuan made such a random guess that Wan'er almost vomited blood.
Xiao Siyuan ignored Wan'er's words and said, "Hurry up and put on his clothes and carry him back, otherwise he will always feel weird here."
"None of his women are normal, especially Cao Wushuang, who keeps a straight face every day and thinks someone owes her money."
"All right."
Wan'er climbed out of the barrel, wiped her body clean, put on clothes, and prepared to cut the Yang Gan into eight pieces. Phew, put on clothes.
Suddenly, the door was opened, and three women rushed in, pushing Xiao Siyuan away who was still helping Yang Qian get dressed.
Mosha Shi shouted outside, "The person has been found."
"Huh? Where are you?"
In an instant, more than a dozen people poured into the not-very-spacious tent, almost bursting the tent.
"Okay, I thought Yang Qian was taken away by some wild beast and has been looking for me for a long time."
"Yes, I thought he was taken away by the family members of other officials. Who would have thought that this was the case?"
Zhang Yumeng panted heavily, put his hands on his hips, pointed at Xiao Siyuan, and said with a sad look on his face.
"Okay, Yang Qian was kind enough to take you in, but you mother and daughter actually teamed up to kidnap him."
After saying that, he looked at the disheveled Yang Qian.
Zhang Yumeng immediately became angry. After searching for love for a long time, he was tied here.
"Tell me, what's the purpose of kidnapping Yang Gan?"
Xiao Siyuan looked at the dozen or so women, who looked menacing, and shrank her head. Then she looked at Yang Qian, who looked like he had been eaten dry, and opened her mouth.
"I said he was picked up by my daughter, believe it or not."
Zhang Yumeng raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, "You tell me whether I believe it or not."
"Christina, carry Yang Qian back to me, and give me some sobering soup. Do you want to sleep without playing poker? I'm dreaming. I've been holding back a lot of anger today, and I have no place to let it go."
"good!"
With Krisina's huge body, she held Yang Gan in her arms like a puppy, and she didn't forget to cover him with clothes.
Zhang Yumeng walked up to the two women and poked Xiao Siyuan and Wan'er's heads hard with Qianqian's thin fingers.
"Xiao Siyuan, I'm not talking about you. You have a husband. Why are you still thinking of seducing Yang Qian? This is immoral. The mistress will not end well, huh."
After saying that, he walked out proudly.
More than a dozen women came and left quickly. Xiao Siyuan was still in a daze at this time. When she came back to her senses and wanted to explain, she had already lost sight of them.
In modern society, it’s almost nine o’clock after having a good dinner, taking a shower, and watching videos.
But in ancient times, it was basically evening time to eat and feed well. Even if you drank more water and wine, it would only be around seven o'clock when everyone was bragging about it together.
Back in the tent, Moshashi boiled a bowl of hangover soup and gave it to Yang Qian.
After a cup of tea, Yang Gan woke up slowly.
Zhang Yumeng asked concernedly, "How are you doing? Does your head still hurt?"
Yang Qian tilted his head, and it took him a long time to react. He slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, these idiots don't follow martial ethics, and they actually drank to me."
Yang Qian's policy was correct, but it inadvertently harmed the interests of many people, most of whom were born into the gentry.
Although I knew there was no way to compete, it was still a pleasing thing to see Yang Qian deflated.
Zhang Yumeng looked very determined, "Aren't you usually very capable? You can even compete with it in chopping a wooden stake."
"Why are you so cowardly today? Are you being made like this by a bunch of officials from a remote county?"
Yang Qian's soul obviously hadn't entered his body yet, and he was feeling dizzy.
"You, what do you know,
This is how I control my subordinates. If you don’t have a good relationship with your subordinates, how can they work for you? Hiccup~~~! "
Moshashi came in very considerately, holding a glass of cold white wine.
Yang Qian smashed his mouth, feeling uncomfortable for a while, and his throat was hoarse. Did he just vomit? It was so disgusting.
"Boiled cold water?"
Moshashi nodded, "We know that you only drink cold drinks, so they are all cooked in advance and served on ice."
Yang Qian gave her a very sensible look and drank a large glass of cold drinks.
He pulled off his clothes, stretched out his hands, and suddenly his soul and body were successful at the same time. He looked at Zhang Yumeng and said quietly.
"I was already asleep. Who let you make the decision on your own and feed me hangover soup? Wouldn't it be better to let me sleep for one night?"
Zhang Yumeng pointed at Yang Qian's nose and cursed, "You still have the nerve to say that since this place was developed as a shipyard, a large area of the beach has been hollowed out."
"There is no way to play on a nice beach. It took me a long time to find a good place. When I was about to ask you to play together, you went to entertain those country officials."
"I finally waited for you to finish drinking, and I searched for you for another hour. I thought you were drunk and got picked up by a wolf."
After saying that, he held the edge of the bed with both hands and said with burning eyes, "I've been holding back a lot of anger today."
Zhang Yumeng's mouth gradually became weird, "What did you promise me today?"
Yang Qian's brows couldn't help but stretch upward, "A, what did you promise? I feel like you want to eat people?"
"The armored shell is ready, come or not."
Yang Gan left a drop of cold sweat, "Come on, I want to sleep."
During this period, whenever he was on the carriage, Yang Qian took the time to catch up on his sleep. He never got enough sleep.
For now, let's just think of it as physical development. After I get home, I'll consider asking the doctors for a consultation. Otherwise, sleeping like this all the time won't be an option.
When I was studying, I worked hard in an Internet cafe for five days and five nights without sleeping.
Back then, I was a god. Even though I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven, I could usually stay up all night and all day long.
Now it's like reducing the battery capacity. It won't last long at all and needs to be recharged.
Zhang Yumeng, who had her hands on her hips, immediately softened, and her whole body exuded an overwhelming amount of female hormones. ..
After helping Yang Qian to the bed, he blew off the hold, and the girls also went to bed to rest according to their predetermined positions.
Mo Sha Shi and the other three girls can still only sleep outside, but it is much better than before. In the past, the three of them could only stay at home.
It was simply impossible to follow Yang Gan out. Even if he could go out, he would at most live in a tent or carriage.
Yang Gan's tents are huge. Not only are dry and wet areas separated, but even the layout and purpose of each tent are specially planned.
Work and enjoyment are not in conflict at all.
Not long after, Moshashi's ears suddenly stood up.
A sound came from the back tent.
"Zhang Yumeng, that's enough. I really want to sleep."
"Ah, what are you doing? Don't pinch me."
"Fuck, what do you want to do?"
"That's enough, Krisna, why are you helping me out?"
"Huh? Whose hand is this?"
That night, Yang Gan climbed over many mountains. He originally thought there were only four mountains and two streams, but he never thought they were two rivers. When he thought he had reached his destination, he unexpectedly found several more mountains.
Ah~~~Doesn’t this mean you have to work overtime? How can I bear this? I have to climb all the mountains today before I can sleep.
In addition to Jade Beads, Mosha Shi and Nina were experienced. Unexpectedly, the blue sea tide in the back tent was so powerful that their legs couldn't help but rub against each other.
The next day.
Krisna, Bellica and Cao Wushuang got up early, made an appointment with Fei Lian and others and went to exercise.
Yang Qian was pushed for a while by several women but did not respond. Zhang Yumeng probed his penis with her back finger.
breathe.
Fortunately, he is not dead.
Krisna, who walked to the door, frowned and said, "Zhang Xiaoniang, can you be gentler next time? You see Yang Qian is like this today. What if he can't breathe?"
Zhang Yumeng glanced at her and said, "Go, go, what do you know? Yang Qian is growing up and will naturally become sleepy. It will be fine after he reaches this age."
Krisna's eyes lit up, "Then he will be an adult?"
"At least until age 12."
"Oh, you are so young. We Spartans almost never get married until they are over 25 years old."
Zhang Yumeng was noncommittal and felt disdain from the bottom of his heart for countries with no civilization or weak civilization.
The number of Spartans was only around half a million including slaves. In such a small country, only Krisna and Bellica could look down upon them.
Mu Qing covered his head and kept rubbing his forehead.
"Zhang Xiaoniang, please stop fussing at night from now on. This, this is outrageous."
Zhang Yumeng spread her hands and showed a confident expression, "I am happy with my passion."
"Speaking of which, Mu Qing, you are too timid. We are all our own people, so it doesn't matter if you just play around."
Mu Qing said awkwardly, "But Mr. Cao is here. She is Yang Qian's master, so she is not in line with etiquette."
"What other etiquette do we have here?"
"well!!!"
Mu Qing still refused to give up and said, "Don't you consider my feelings?"
Zhang Yumeng was surprised and said, "You also want to join, this..."
Zhang Yumeng hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly, "I don't know if Yang Qian can handle many of us by himself."
Mu Qing almost went berserk.
"Is that what I mean? I ask you to be patient and wait until Yang Qian is twelve or fourteen years old. Then you can do whatever you want. Then even if you demolish the house, I won't care about you. How about that?"
Zhang Yumeng tilted her head and said, "Hmm~~~? It depends on my mood."
Mu Qing was choked immediately.
Zhao Wenmo said, "I'd better not be so stimulating in the future. I'm getting older. It's too stimulating and my heart won't be able to bear it."
Zhang Yumeng slapped her on the shoulder and said, "I noticed that you are the only one here who has become a sperm. You kept silent. Yesterday, you touched me. Are you mistaken?"
Zhao Wenmo lowered his head in an instant, and no matter how many questions Zhang Yumeng asked, his attitude was, I won't speak.
In a nearby tent, Ran Jing took a brush and dotted flowers on the white paper. In a short time, a magnificent picture was completed.
Zhou Zhiyu's eyes lit up and he said with a look of obsession, "Ran Jing, you are really amazing. You can kill enemies when you mount your horse, and you can paint when you dismount. And the handwriting you write is extremely beautiful."
Ran Jing touched Zhou Zhiyu's little hand and said with a smile, "I am quite good at painting, so I will give you this painting of the sea."
Zhou Zhiyu felt like he had found a treasure, but he couldn't help but feel melancholy.
"Ran Jing, you, don't you like me?"
Ran Jing was surprised and asked, "Why did you say that?"
"You haven't slept with me since the last time we slept together. Why is that because you dislike me? I, Zhou Zhiyu, don't think I'm a beautiful woman, but I'm not an ordinary woman either."
Ran Jing paused for a moment, his face suddenly turned ugly, "Zhiyu, I, I really like you, but..."
Zhou Zhiyu stretched out her thin fingers, pressed them on Ran Jing's lips, and said mockingly, "Needless to say, I definitely have something to hide from you, but you have to promise me that you will never leave me in this life, okay?"
Ran Jing said gratefully, "Don't worry, as long as you don't dislike me, I will definitely not leave you."
Silently, the two of them cuddled together. Although there was some friction between them, they were both very happy. In this era, it was beyond the situation of many people.
With a "pop" sound, the tent was opened.
