Reborn 1980 rough man's Xiaojiao bun is sweet and soft

Chapter 141 Haven't really done it yet

"Okay, how could I lie to my little girl?"

Liang Changzhu was lying down like a big character, and the clothes he wore in summer were already thin, so Song Youzhen got up with a light push.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Song Youzhen's eyeballs couldn't move anymore, she just stared straight at it, and her breath was about to flow out.

"Why are you so generous today? Is it really a guilty conscience?"

Song Youzhen didn't dare to do it, she had an eye addiction, worried that if she did it, he would stop being a person.

Liang Changzhu helplessly raised his hand and put it on his forehead, "Little girl, don't listen to those rambunctious gossips in the village talking nonsense all day long!

They just said that the widow horse came to look for me, didn't they say how I got people back? "

Liang Changzhu didn't dare to do anything when he saw his little girl, he learned to be smart!
However, whether she does it or not, the effect is the same for him.

Even if the little girl just stood still, the influence on him would be huge.

"It is said that she is not as bright and attractive as my little girl, and her body is not as graceful as my little girl. She is still a short winter melon. How could she think of abandoning my little girl to choose her?
But all intelligent people know how to choose, and my eyes are not blind, so how could I make a wrong choice. "

Song Youzhen put her hands on his chest, thinking about the authenticity of what he said in her mind.

"Then you are a bit regretful. The things you discarded like trash are cherished by others as treasures."

Song Youzhen said that she wanted to stand up, but she was firmly caught by him.

"Little girl, you see that I listen to your words so much and obey your orders, so you won't give me a little sweetness?" Liang Changzhu coaxed softly.

Song Youzhen sat up straight, Liang Changzhu couldn't hold back a muffled snort, and the veins on his forehead stood out.

Song Youzhen realized something was wrong after realizing something was wrong, her whole body froze instantly, she glared at him fiercely, and cursed angrily, "Stinky rascal."

Liang Changzhu felt that the little girl was becoming more and more unreasonable, "Speaking with conscience, I didn't do anything, isn't it you who want the bully to fight hard now?"

Liang Changzhu carp stood up, and the positions of the two were switched instantly.

"Since you don't want to experience it yourself, then I'll do it instead." Liang Changzhu quickly ran to rummage through the box, and then took out something she was familiar with.

Song Youzhen was so suppressed that her eyes were red, and she couldn't help kicking him, "You don't get tired of it!" After taking out this dress several times, she wanted to burn it.

"How can it be boring? There are many possibilities for discussion in this, and you have to try it before you can be worthy of his role!"

Liang Changzhu's words are serious, but the things he does are blinding people's eyes.

Song Youzhen pushed him away, grabbed what he was holding, put it on decisively, and even danced in front of him.

What is the final result!Song Youzhen regretted deeply, she shouldn't have killed herself.

The rough guy used to be like a hungry wolf, but now he is holding on tightly, this little white rabbit that ran into the wolf's den.

Liang Changzhu has always been in control. No matter how the situation develops, her pants are tightly put on. Today, when she woke up, she disappeared.

The picture still echoed in my mind, and I felt that my whole soul was corroded.

Song Youzhen shook her head and stopped thinking about it, otherwise she would explode on the spot.

"What are you doing? There's no real swordsman doing this yet! If that day really comes, wouldn't you be hiding in a hole?"

Liang Changzhu pulled the man out, the sun outside was still hot, and he led the little girl into the mountain.

Song Youzhen guessed where he wanted to go, stopped in her tracks, and was stopped by her.

"Want to recite?" Liang Changzhu just finished asking, and then squatted down.

Song Youzhen climbed up without the slightest hesitation, on his steady back, she felt full of security.

"Is it heavy?" Song Youzhen asked casually.

"Do you want to hear real answers, or fake ones?

The truth is that it is very heavy, like carrying a piggy on its back. "

As soon as Liang Changzhu finished speaking, Song Youzhen patted his shoulder lightly, "Nonsense, I am obviously not heavy, and my flesh is growing where it should be."

Liang Changzhu nodded, "This sentence is not false. After all, I personally measured it. It is indeed growing well, soft and glutinous, and has a good taste."

Song Youzhen's cheeks blushed again unknowingly, she realized that she could understand him, he had something meaningful to say.

"Liang Changzhu, don't you feel bad for having someone like you? How have you trained me, a big girl, to be like me?"

Liang Changzhu shrugged, "There's nothing to be ashamed of, isn't it for the wedding night to be more compatible?

After all, this is related to the emotional relationship between the two, and it definitely needs to be explored carefully.

I just said what is true and what is false, haven't you heard it yet? "

Song Youzhen was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he was answering the question of weight when she asked about it.

"What's the false answer?" The real answer doesn't distract people, wouldn't the false ones fool people even more?

"The false ones are very heavy, as heavy as Mount Tai, carrying my whole world on their backs."

Song Youzhen froze immediately, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him to put it down.

Song Youzhen pulled the clothes on his chest, motioned him to lower his head slightly, then stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips affectionately.

Deliberately, as if paired with diluted treasures.

"Liang Changzhu, you have learned to be glib when you go out, are you sure you really didn't provoke girls outside?"

Liang Changzhu nodded affirmatively, "With a scruffy beard, it looks very rough, like a middle-aged uncle, who would like it.

Only a little girl like you fell in love with it, and held it in her palm like a treasure. "

Song Youzhen thought about the appearance of his beard extension, and found that it seemed to be a long time ago, and Liang Changzhu seemed to look glamorous every time he came back.

The appearance she just met, she didn't have a general appearance.

"Then you should keep your beard when you go out in the future! This way you won't be so attractive." Song Youzhen found that it doesn't matter if a rough guy is rough.

In front of her, he always pays special attention to his own image, and doesn't want to distance himself from her too much.

Liang Changzhu guessed what was going on in her heart, and rubbed her head, "If I don't pay attention to my image, if I go out with you, people will think I took my niece out."

Liang Changzhu is tall and burly, and Song Youzhen is pretty and lovely, walking together without paying attention to the image is really against the sense of harmony.

Song Youzhen laughed "hehe", "Uncle, you are overthinking."

(End of this chapter)