i have a sword fairy

Chapter 620 Yesterday Reappears (4K)

"Put me down or take me back to the house."

On the man's back, Zhao Lingfei buried her head, shook his arm and said.

"Row."

Zhao Rong nodded in agreement without thinking, then continued to carry them to the main wing without stopping.

back to the house,

is to go back to his house.

Concubine Zhao Ling also noticed this, she sat quietly on her back for a while, bit her lips and said silently:

"It's not going back to the main room, it's going back to the west wing room where I sleep, you sleep in your room, or, Qian'er treats you as a treasure, so you let her go with you, you let me go... It was you who said just now, It's my biggest thing."

A certain person pretended to be deaf and dumb, thinking about how to argue with two scumbags, Qing Mei, about the difference between "intercourse" and "family affairs", but it's a pity that they don't seem to be as easy to fool as they were when they were young.

"Did you hear?"

Some soft flesh on the man's waist was twisted and shifted by [-] degrees.

"Don't let go." Zhao Rong shook his head, then bared his teeth and inhaled.

Qing Jun really attacked her husband.

"You are a disciple of a sage, why are you unreasonable?" she asked.

"I carry my daughter-in-law to sleep, what reason do I talk about? Well, isn't this the greatest reason and courtesy? This is called Zhou Gong's ceremony. Even if the most holy master came, he couldn't say anything about me, but he had to pat me on the shoulder and praise me for being so good." of."

"Slick tongue, if the most holy master really comes, he will definitely hit you three times first."

"Will Qing Jun feel distressed?" Zhao Rong asked curiously.

"I will be a vegetarian for the rest of my life."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Good guy, he was beaten to death by the most holy teacher.

Seeing that he was silent, Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her lips and said in a nonchalant tone:

"Didn't you just want to sleep alone last night? It doesn't matter if Qian'er and I are in your bed or not. You don't even look at it. It doesn't matter where you sleep, doesn't it? Why, you regretted it tonight?"

Hiss, it turned out that it was because of his 'gentleman once' last night that he hurt Qingjun.

Zhao Rong, who was carrying his daughter-in-law, opened his eyes.

That's right, the lady's servant girl, one big and one small, washed them deliciously, and they took the initiative to deliver them to the door, and even brought the precious white handkerchief in their hands.

As a result, last night he had a 'Zhao Ziyu in his bosom', and he didn't even touch it.

Animals are not as good as ah.

Sure enough, Qing Jun urged again in a cold tone:
"There is no such thing as cheating. If so, then you can go to sleep by yourself, and I will not disturb you."

After finishing speaking, the delicate body on the right shoulder struggled to get down again.

Where Zhao Rong was willing to do anything, he let the cooked duck fly away, and quickly launched a 'weak point attack' on Qingjun, putting his foot bag on her feet and scratching the itchy flesh on the bend of her legs.

Concubine Zhao Ling was not to be outdone, and the soft flesh around someone's waist was twisted and shifted ninety degrees again.

But soon, she fell into a disadvantage.

In the eyes of outsiders, Concubine Zhao Ling is a strong and resolute high-cold fairy, but they don't know that this proud girl is actually the most ticklish, and some parts are very sensitive.

After the Lanxi Gathering was over, just being played with Zhao Rong's legs by the stream, her pretty face was already itchy and flushed, shy and restless.

Not to mention that now Zhao Rong's big hands are walking around and the slimming is deliberately targeted at the itching.

So, if you want to describe the battle situation on the side of a certain autumn-eyed woman, it is simply... a defeated army, retreating steadily, and almost begging for mercy:

"Itch...itch...don't scratch anymore, Zhao Ziyu, let go of me, don't scratch there...hahaha..."

"Hmm ... ah hahaha ... Don't touch it, don't touch it, how can you be so rogue ..."

A second ago, she was a quiet and dignified handsome lady, but this second she was directly defeated by Zhao Rong, and she became a blushing, resentful green plum, biting her lip and hammering him, seeming to be angry or resentful.

There was nothing he could do about Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong accidentally discovered that the trick of tickling was more effective than the coaxing words just now. Her bare hands pinching her waist had no strength, so she secretly wrote down this trick in a small notebook.

Then he asked with a smile: "My husband with a nice voice, let go."

But Concubine Zhao Ling is not willing to beg for mercy so easily.

It seems that the tender meat on his waist is not enough, she is already tall on the back, and now she is being carried by Zhao Rong, her flushed face is facing his waist, so she just buried her head...

"hiss!"

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and couldn't help but stop, "Don't...don't bite."

It was the lady behind who opened her mouth, and bit someone directly at the slightest disagreement.

Concubine Zhao Ling was biting the eel-turned bastard with her white fangs, somewhat proudly.

But halfway through, she realized that she was loathing him now, so she 'quickly' turned her head to the side, 'Bah, bah, bah...', and then scolded him again.

"Put me down quickly! Otherwise, I'll really bite...I'll really kick you!" Concubine Zhao Ling changed her words in embarrassment.

Then he cursed a lot on the phone again in embarrassment.

Zhao Rong continued to pretend to be dumb, took the opportunity to carry Concubine Zhao Ling, and ran to the door of the main wing, ready to slam the door in.

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned on her husband's shoulder for a while, but he didn't say a word, let alone let her go.

So really anxious.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling had a thought.

"Qingjing, Zhuma, come out quickly."

She summoned Qingjing Ziqi and Zhuma Flying Sword, Qi said: "Qingjing, entangle him! Bamboo horse, poke his ass..."

Concubine Zhao Ling was only halfway through her order when she was scratched by Zhao Rong, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, with three fingers, and interrupted her words with a 'laughing with joy'.

Qing Jing popped out of Concubine Zhao Ling's house with a 'swoosh', but just as she appeared, she realized that something was wrong with the 'enemy' who was really bullying her master...

Well, it was too strong, she couldn't beat it, so she quietly retreated into the room...

After all, it is the old father from before, the psychological shadow is still there, he is as pure as a girl, and he is scared.

But the bamboo horse flying sword is more reckless than clean, regardless of these twists and turns.

It flashed directly beside Zhao Rong, spun around him twice quickly, stopped Zhao Rong, then stopped suddenly, aimed at his buttocks, ready to poke down at any time... However, after three breaths, the bamboo horse Still not moving, hesitating.

This first-class flying sword, which was extremely precious on the mountain, was confused.

From its perspective, the familiar hostess seems to be kidnapped by the villain at this time, and together with another girl, she is placed on the shoulder of the villain in a strange indecent position, with her butt facing the sky... I don’t know why, I used to be indifferent The tranquil hostess was laughing non-stop, her shoulders trembling... It was still a child, so it couldn't understand.

And apart from the call at the beginning, the hostess gave no orders.

The most important thing is that under her order of 'poking his ass', she still had her heart to say, 'Don't hurt him'.

The bamboo horse was confused.

How to poke a person's ass without hurting him...

Poked, but not fully poked?

Zhao Rong looked at the Flying Light Flying Sword spinning impatiently in front of him, and found that it seemed to be stuck in a bug. It was spinning on the spot, aiming at his buttocks, but he hesitated to strike.

"It turned out to be a Hanhan sword, a good opportunity!"

He seized the opportunity, fixed the second girl's thighs with both hands, twisted his waist and passed the bamboo horse sword in front of him, while continuing to tickle, disintegrating Qing Jun's "not worth mentioning" weak resistance.

Zhao Rong came to the door of the main wing, kicked the door, entered the room, and kicked the door shut with his heel.

The whole process of carrying the two ladies into the house and closing the door was smooth and flowing.

The bamboo horse behind him who was thinking about the best solution to poking his butt wanted to chase in, but was assisted by Xiaoqian'er, pushed out with a wave of his little hand, and locked the door, obediently watching the door.

inside the house.

It was pitch black.

There was the sound of a latch being locked.

Some men breathed a sigh of relief.

He carried the two ladies to the wide and big bed.

Throw one big and one small two 'buttocks' on the bedding.

Clap your hands.

That's it.

"Hiss, Qing Jun, you really bit your husband." Zhao Rong rubbed his waist belatedly.

He bared his teeth and blinked his eyes.

I was a little worried that Qingjun would bite me later, well, Xiaoqian'er might bite too.

Because Zhao Rong heard that at that time, women like to bite men's shoulders and scratch their backs with their nails.

Just as Zhao Rong was thinking about something, a pillow hit his face.

"Uh……"

Followed by another slender right foot.

Greet him in the face.

"What are you doing!"

Zhao Rong hurriedly leaned back to avoid it.

Almost got wiped.

He could feel the strong wind from the tip of his nose.

Then, another little foot appeared and 'stepped' on Zhao Rong's chest.

On the bed, Concubine Zhao Ling was leaning her hands back to support the bed, her long legs stretched out, blocking between Zhao Rong and her, she put on a pretty face, and said mercilessly: "Get out of the way, if you do this again, I will be really angry. "

Zhao Rong put away his smile when he heard this.

He sighed in his heart, it seemed that his busy work was wasted tonight.

But jokes are jokes, Zhao Rong respects Qingjun and Qian'er, and it is impossible to force them.

He looked serious, and said: "Then...then we just sleep, let's sleep, I'll get you a quilt."

"It was just sleeping, what were you thinking before..." Concubine Zhao Lingfei looked away and seemed to be talking to herself, then turned her head and shook her head, "That's not okay, I'll go back to sleep, you and Xiaoqian'er sleep ,I go first."

"Young Lord..."

"No, I don't want to sleep with you now." She bit her lip, looked aside, not at him, "Also, stop bullying me and tickling me."

Zhao Rong: "..."

"Miss."

At this time, Xiao Qian'er, who had already got under the covers, poked out a small head and a hand.

She tugged at Zhao Lingfei's skirt, "Why don't you stay and let's sleep together, it's okay, look at Brother Rong'er now, he must be honest..."

"You still say it's all your fault!" Zhao Lingfei glared at her.

The little girl shrank her head and stuck out her tongue quietly.

Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, Qian'er, there's no need to say any more, but tonight is not suitable, staying overnight at the bottom of the mountain... Qingjun is right, you should all go back, wait a minute, I will fetch your shoes for you."

Just now he directly carried the second daughter back from the quilt on the bed, and the shoes were still in their respective rooms.

After Zhao Rong finished speaking, he turned around and went out to get his shoes.

As soon as the man left, the dark main room fell silent.

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and bowed her head, but said nothing.

Xiao Qian'er suddenly lifted the quilt, let out the swing, jumped out of the bed, stepped on the flying sword to the threshold, and went out to look outside.

"Miss, miss."

With a low voice, she withdrew her head from the door, turned her head and said treacherously: "Let's really go back, are you really angry? You don't want to sleep with Brother Ronger?"

Zhao Lingfei nodded and remained silent.

In the dark, I don't know what she is thinking.

Xiaoqian'er flattened her mouth and said, "Well, I brought the white Xipa, and the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower, I thought you brought it too..."

"I didn't bring it." Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head and snorted softly, "I thought I was the same as you, so I didn't feel ashamed, and opened the door on my own initiative."

"Obviously you opened it too!" Xiao Qian'er argued.

"Who opened it first?"

"I don't care, you turned it on anyway..." Xiaoqian'er's voice gradually faded, and finally she shook her head and changed the subject, "Then what should we say later, shall we really go?"

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and suggested: "If you are so reluctant, then you should stay and sleep with him."

"Hmm..." Xiao Qian'er lowered her head and tapped her chin lightly with one index finger, "If you don't come... then forget it, he sleeps and moves, I'd better go back to the room with you, Miss..."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head for the first time since entering the room after hearing this, and looked at the hesitating little Qian'er in front of the door.

She snorted softly and said nothing.

At this moment, she seemed to hear the returning footsteps of the man outside the door, Xiao Qian'er looked up at the door, and then hurried to the bed.

The door was open, and the moonlight happened to shine into the house, outlining the lines and shapes of some furniture in the house.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly said: "Wait."

Xiao Qian'er was stunned halfway: "What?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's voice carried some uncontrollable waves: "You...you light the lamp."

In the dark, I couldn't see her expression clearly.

"Ah? Oh oh oh."

It turned out to be such a simple matter. In fact, they all have night vision, but it is a bit dark and dull. After turning on the lights, the field of vision is clearer and more comfortable.

Xiao Qian'er nodded, stopped by a small round table, and snapped her fingers at the candlestick without thinking too much.

A spark flickers, a candle burns,

Orange candlelight fills the dark room, and it is bright with just one light.

At this time, the second daughter really saw the scenery inside the house clearly:

The small round table was covered with a fiery red tablecloth, and the red tassels of the tablecloth hung down to the ground;

Vermilion is like a carpet of evening glow;

Red paper-cuts of the Chinese character 囍 on walls, wooden windows, and furniture;

In the end, there was a crimson...marriage bed underneath them.

Looking around,

All the furniture and decorations in the house are flooded with festive red.

Eyes full of vermilion.

"Miss, this... this... this is Brother Ronger!?" The peach-eyed girl covered her mouth and looked around, asking in shock.

The girl with autumn eyes fell silent.

It was completely quiet.

She looked down.

It turned out that she was sitting on a marriage bed again.

As if, yesterday reappeared.

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PS: I have already thought about the beginning of the next chapter. Chapter 1 of Menghui Jianniang seems to be almost two years old...

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