Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

Chapter 140 The Wife Meng (for Subscription)

In the room exuding a decadent atmosphere, there was a wave of redness.

After a long time, Meng Qinghuai got out of bed naked and strong, sweating profusely, and poured himself a large glass of water.

Gulu Gulu drank it all in one gulp to make up for the water consumed by the body.

There was a rustling sound of dressing, and a beautiful woman in her twenties stepped out from behind the light gauze curtains on the big bed, with a melon-shaped face and seductive eyes, her appearance was extremely charming.

The chest is towering, standing tall and straight out of gravity, which is a rare stunner for men.

"Sir, why do you feel that your energy is getting stronger and stronger recently, and the slave family is a bit overwhelmed. It seems that it won't be long before more sisters will serve you."

Meng Qinghuai also felt full of energy recently, touched the woman's delicate and charming face, and said with a smile,
"Maybe it's thanks to the ginseng tea you brewed. I always feel that after drinking it, there is an indescribable spirit, and the more I drink, the more I want to drink it. I think I can't do without your tea making skills in this life." .”

He is not a womanizer like Meng Zhao, but he is not a lustful person either.

In total, they only raised two women, and bought two big houses respectively for the golden house to hide their beauty.

And he is also very good to them, he can ask for anything, he can be regarded as a good man.

But he is definitely not a good person. These two women originally had happy families and husbands, but Meng Qinghuai is just a good wife, so he spent a lot of money to ruin their families and occupy them. The other party's wife.

For the past two days, he has been staying in the mansion he bought for Wang Ji, dreaming and enjoying the gentleness, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Wang Ji learned a very good tea making technique, which he liked very much.

But soon, the servant girl outside the room knocked on the door, saying that someone wanted to see Meng Qinghuai, and she came from the Meng Mansion. This made Meng Qinghuai, who still had the heart to fight another battle, lose interest in an instant, and hurried out of the room .

Although he enjoys the gentleness of the country, he is not lacking in ambition. Only the higher he climbs, the stronger his own strength will be. In the future, he will be able to have the wind and the rain, and no matter how many women he can afford.

Speaking of this point, Meng Qinghuai looked down on Meng Zhao's hypocritical attitude. He obviously possessed great power and resources, but his life was not as colorful as his. It was simply reckless.

If it were him, most of the beautiful wives in the streets and alleys of the city would have multiple husbands.

After a while, the maid who had knocked on the door to announce opened the door and walked in cautiously.

At this time, Wang Ji has disappeared. When she faced Meng Qinghuai before, she was generous and generous, and her face was full of meanness. When she saw the little maid entering the door, she rushed to slap her immature face twice. It hurt slightly, and he grabbed the servant girl's hair and hit her hard twice, angrily said,

"You blind bastard, don't you see that I'm trying my best to please the master?
Do you really think you don’t need money for food and clothing?If one day I fall out of favor, you don't even want to have a good life. "

Wang Ji still has a strong sense of urgency, knowing that her current glamor is unreliable, and men like the new and dislike the old. If one day they fall out of favor and are thrown into the cold palace, everything they have now will be in vain.

Therefore, the only way to please Meng Qinghuai is to win favor, but also to get more benefits. Even if he is kicked out in the future, he will not have nothing.

The two slap marks were conspicuous on the delicate face of this little maid, and the bun on her head was messed up because of being torn, and because of the pain, she lowered her head and sobbed softly, not daring to fight back, let alone fight back.

"Okay, don't cry, let me ask you, how about the thing I asked you to do? Did Fang Zi get it?"

"Wuwu, husband, no, no, I gave the money, but he didn't want it, so he gave me a pack of medicine powder, and said that he would give you the prescription only if Madam promised to accompany him again."

Wang Jimei's eyes stared fiercely, picked up the bottle of makeup powder in her hand, and threw it at the little maid, who dodged it, the bottle fell to the ground, and shattered into more than a dozen pieces, including the makeup powder inside. Scattered all over the place.

"Waste, waste, I can't do well with such a small amount of work entrusted to you."

But he didn't continue to beat and scold, and only hummed when he calmed down,

"That dead ghost, who used to be honest and incompetent, now has more guts and courage.

Okay, you go and tell him, I will accompany him one more time, and ask him to hand over the prescription quickly.

Considering my relationship with him as husband and wife, I won't treat him badly.

But if he had any unreasonable thoughts, Meng Qinghuai was not easy to provoke. Squeezing him to death was like crushing an ant.

By the way, what about the medicine this time? "

Hearing this, the little girl hurriedly fumbled left and right on her body, and finally took out a small bag made of yellow paper from the interlayer at her waist, and handed it to Wang Ji.

Wang Ji glared at this stupid little girl viciously, opened the yellow paper, revealing the white powder inside, with a faint fragrance, she nodded in satisfaction,

"It's not bad, this time the amount is a bit more than last time, no matter what, it's enough to make tea for a week.

Hmph, I don't know if that bitch will go crazy with anger knowing that my husband has stayed with me for such a long time. "

At this time, the little maid wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes, endured the burning pain on her face, and echoed,

"It will definitely piss her off. Madam has this herbal tea to attract the master. It won't take long for the master to forget about that bitch. At that time, Madam may really marry the master."

These words revealed Wang Ji's scar again. After all, she and another woman were just mistresses kept by Meng Qinghuai in secret, not even concubines.

If one day she can become the official wife of Meng Qinghuai, then she will be truly elated, walking outside, and have the confidence to have an equal dialogue with those bejeweled ladies.

Unlike now, you usually have to avoid those people, lest you be treated as a shameless vixen and be taught a lesson.

"Little slut, what are you talking about all the time, hurry up and prepare tea, when the master comes back, I want to give him a surprise, hurry up."

The little girl replied crisply, and ran out the door tick-tocking with her little skirt in her hand, but the moment she went out, there was a trace of coldness on her drooping face, she was a completely different person from her previous submissive image.

In the reception room in the front hall, Meng Qinghuai finally learned from his eyeliner that Meng Zhao had led someone out of the mansion. He was overjoyed and laughed again and again. He was so elated, it can be said that it was the first time since he became sensible. suffer.

His eyes lit up with raging flames, and he was already thinking about how to train his subordinates, expand his business, recruit masters, and make the second room flourish after Meng Zhao died.

"By the way, it seems that brat Meng Zhao has recently raised a beautiful servant girl, who is serving her by her side, and I heard that she is quite beautiful.

When he dies, I will help him pamper this maid well.

It is best to do things in front of his spirit seat, that is the most joyful enjoyment in life. "

It has to be said that this person's hobbies are even worse than that of Cao, a famous wife in the war-torn era of the Middle Ages.

(End of this chapter)