To measure whether a man is lonely, you only need to see if someone is willing to take care of him after he drinks too much.
Han You was not alone. He didn't even have to take off his clothes while soaking in the bucket.
Zhongsun Wushuang suppressed his sleepiness and took good care of Han You, rubbing his back, wiping sweat, and pressing his shoulders twice.
Sometimes, men don’t really drink too much, they just want to feel tenderness and the happiness of being taken care of after being extremely exhausted. Only when they continue to feel this kind of happiness and tenderness, will they be more certain about what they should protect.
With a "crash" sound, Han You jumped out of the bucket and stood on the ground with a clanking sound, stretching out his arms.
Zhongsun Wushuang wiped Han You's body while giggling.
Running naked to the bed, Han You spread his arms and made a Tai-zi pose, with the corners of his mouth raised, waving his hands at Zhongsun Wushuang, somewhat provocatively.
Zhongsun Wushuang called softly, and Ah Fu walked in and carried away the half-man-high bucket with one hand.
Soon, the two were fooling around on the bed like a newlywed couple.
They were all young people, and their tempers were not very good. They would inevitably have their guns go off during the fights. They would turn red in the face during the quarrels, and slowly began to carry guns and sticks.
Taking advantage of Zhongsun Wushuang's open door, Han You keenly seized the moment and began to attack fiercely. He combined his waist and horse and took the initiative with one move of Iron Banqiao.
Zhongsun Wushuang is also a person who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She will not give up easily. When she is strong, she becomes stronger. When she is weak, she becomes stronger.
It's hard to find a confidant, and it's even harder to find a well-matched opponent. The two cherished this opportunity to compete, and as they exchanged moves and moves, they gradually became attracted to each other.
When masters compete, brute strength is only one aspect, and the tricks are not static. To secure the victory, what matters more is skill and perseverance.
Han You feinted with a shot, roared, twisted his body with strength, and stood up to take control of Zhongsun Wushuang's two commanding heights.
Han You, who was rich and powerful, was very patient and knew that building a country through hard work should not be done too hastily. He would not miss any flaws in his moves, but he would do it steadily and step by step.
Zhongsun Wushuang is also a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his body twists have a bit of Tai Chi charm. No matter how rough the waves are, no matter how deep you are, I will deal with it calmly. Taking advantage of Han You's distraction, he went down. As soon as the market was closed, Han You was unable to catch up with his whip and was unable to catch him.
Han You also didn't expect that Zhongsun Wushuang would become so unfathomable in just a few days, so he had to use the one-hit killing move that he had been practicing for a long time, and Hou Yi shot the sun.
Young Master Han narrowly succeeded with a move, but Miss Zhongsun was inexperienced in facing the enemy and could not dodge and her vision was blocked, so her loopholes became obvious.
Han You laughed evilly and used all the small skills in his hands, until Zhongsun Wushuang had no strength to fight anymore and begged for mercy again and again.
In this battle, Young Master Han narrowly won, but he won miserably. It was a bloody counterattack, and Lan was completely defeated.
The winner was decided, and the two lay side by side. Han You turned his head, and the master also said with the heart of a disciple: "I accept."
Although Zhongsun Wushuang, who was attacked by surprise, was a woman, she was also a broad-minded person. She smiled sweetly: "Admit it."
Although it was a competition, the two of them had a tacit understanding. The competition was secondary, and safety in and out was the priority.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, like a good friend, each other improved each other. Han You could develop six-pack abs, and Zhongsun Wushuang could also develop the sound of nature. They learned from each other's strengths and complemented each other's weaknesses.
After hugging each other, Han You, who was bleeding and blue, fell into a deep sleep, but there were several people in the Han mansion who were worried.
In the back garden, the two Wang brothers sat looking at each other. After all, they were nominally the number one think tank of the Han family. Wang Shan asked carefully what happened tonight.
"That's it. In the end, the emperor drank like a dead dog and fell asleep, and was carried back to the palace by the old eunuch."
After Wang Hai finished speaking, he burped and felt a little hungry.
Wang Shan was silent for a long time and asked in a low voice: "What do you think?"
Wang Hai patted his belly: "I was thinking..."
"Okay, don't think about it."
Wang Shan thoughtfully said: "The emperor had unparalleled prestige in the army. All the soldiers who saw him were impressed by his heroism, loyalty and courage. It's just that the general is a general and the emperor is the emperor. It is inevitable to sit on the dragon throne. His temper will change."
After a pause, Wang Shan continued: "If you can win three generations without worrying, the young master can just run errands for the emperor. However, the young master is still young and has not enjoyed the glory and wealth in this world. What if he really got on the emperor's pirate ship?" , you have to be cautious and cautious, walking on thin ice step by step. There is no such thing as happiness in this way of life."
Wang Hai's face was filled with admiration that his eldest brother could actually say so many idioms in one sentence.
Wang Shan seemed to recognize Boss Zhou's humanity, and was a little undecided for a moment: "What do you think?"
"Can I... think about it?"
"Forget it, don't think about it." Wang Shan sighed deeply: "If the young master wants to stay in the capital, then he can stay. I have always listened to the young master, but now the only ones who want to murder the young master are the Ma family."
"What do you mean, brother?"
"Has the young master bought that house in the western suburbs?"
"Bought it."
Wang Shan rubbed his eyebrows and said softly: "Call Lao Qin, don't wake up the young master."
Wang Hai said "oh" and went to find the concierge, Uncle Qin, with crab steps.
After a while, the concierge, Uncle Qin, came yawning, followed by two servants.
The five people talked to each other, and more and more people came to Han's house. In the end, it was Lao Qin who made the decision.
"The Ma family is not a believer in men and women, but although we are new to the Han family, we are not easy to bully. Xiaoshan, tomorrow you will leave the city on a business trip and ask Tong Hu and others to try their best to sneak into the Ma family village so that they can know in advance. The wind blows.”
"become."
The group of people discussed in low voices for a few more words before dispersing.
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In Tailongfang, in Huang's Mansion, the left minister of the Ministry of War, the main hall was brightly lit.
Huang Youwei sat in the first place, and the housekeeper and the eldest son Xu Wenjin sat on both sides.
"No one in the Ma family is an official, and no one is high up in the temple. Master, I am a little helpless."
Huang Youwei said this, but judging from his tone, he didn't seem to be too worried about the two Ma brothers.
"Dad, we can't ignore it."
Xu Wenjin, whose hair was gray, was anxious: "Ma Rufeng and Ma Rulong are not easy to get along with. Brother Han Shi can tell at a glance that he is knowledgeable and has an inexperienced temperament. Don't let him suffer the Ma family's disadvantages."
Huang Youwei blew the foam from the tea leaves, but he didn't feel embarrassed to ask, how did you know that Han You, a young man who is new to the world, doesn't know the principles of ethics?
The housekeeper looked at Huang Youwei: "Sir, would you like to inform General Han so that you won't take action rashly one day..."
"No."
Huang Youwei interrupted: "Why should the little Ma family bother General Han? If we can let the Ma family hurt the Han family in Beijing, I, Huang Youwei, might as well wipe my neck and commit suicide."
Speaking of this, Huang Youwei suddenly laughed and murmured: "It's enough for your Ma family to provoke His Majesty, but you also want to provoke the Han family. You really don't know how to live or die."
"Dad, what do you mean?"
"I heard that Ma Rufeng has two adopted sons in the north. Bring me some paper and pen."
Xu Wenjin's eyes lit up: "You wanted to deal with the Ma family in Paoze in Beidi?"
"Stupid." Huang Youwei said angrily: "That's what Qiu Ba does to beat and kill. His father is a civil servant, how can he be so vulgar."
Xu Wenjin kindly reminded: "You were also Qiu Ba before. In the Ministry of War, you are still Qiu Ba, right?"
Huang Youwei was so angry.
If I hadn't thought about how much older you are than me, I would have called you an unfilial son.
