Fast Travel: I conquer the world with my beauty

Chapter 117 World Four: The Empress Dotes on Her Wife 5
Xiao Ling actually didn't study, but there was a talented person in his house.Most of the books in this study were bought by Lu Yunqiao. She came to take a look at it when she had nothing to do today. Most of the books on the bookshelf were collections of poems, history books, beautiful articles, and some astronomy and geography. It can be seen that she has a complete range of knowledge, and the books on the table , is an unofficial biography that Xiao Ling is somewhat interested in.

There is an interesting story recorded in it: A man led a baby into the river. Passers-by saw it and were shocked. They asked: "Why did you throw the baby into the river?" The man replied: "His father is good at water, so he must be good at water."

Isn't this the fable of the later generations leading babies into the river?Could it be that the stories in this world are all connected?

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly found a line of words under the story, flamboyant and flamboyant, piercing through the back of the paper: "Leading a baby into the river, not thinking about reality, stupid."

It should be the comment made by Lu Yunqiao.

She was staring blankly at the line of words when a slight noise caught her attention.

It was the sound of books falling to the floor.

Xiao Ling looked over, and saw that the person who was holding a book and reading under the window had already fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair, and the book fell on the floor, and no one cared about it.

She smiled secretly in her heart: "You still say that red sleeves are more fragrant, but you are just a little lazy person."

Xiao Ling walked over the desk slowly, picked up the book on the floor, put it back on the shelf, then bent down, staring at Xie Yi'an's quiet face.

The afternoon sun just shone on his slightly upturned face, his closed eyelashes looked like a butterfly inhabiting quietly, his nostrils fluttered slightly with his breath, his pink lips were slightly parted, and his superior jaw line cast a line Nice shadow lines.

Xiao Ling wanted to show her courage as a wife-lord by herself, she gently stretched one hand behind Xie Yi'an, crossed his knee with the other, and then exerted herself—huh?Why can't you hold it?

"..."

Her husband just looked thin and weak, but she was quite heavy unexpectedly.

"...wife master?"

Xie Yi'an rubbed his hazy eyes and said in a soft and dazed tone: "What are you...doing?"

"Cough..." Xiao Ling withdrew his hand, straightened his waist, and there was nothing unusual in his tone, "If you are tired, go back to your room and rest."

Xie Yi'an looked at her movements and already had some reaction. His wife just... wanted to hug him, right?Damn it, could it be that he is too heavy for the wife to hold?The more Xie Yian thought about it, the more annoyed he became. Why was he so heavy?Otherwise, I would be able to nest in the arms of my wife...

As he thought about it, another ball of water vapor condensed in his eyes.

"..." What's the matter?
"Am I too heavy? That's why my wife doesn't hold me anymore..."

Xiao Ling was helpless, "You can hug me..." She never admitted that she couldn't hug me.

Xie Yi'an's eyes lit up, like a small animal suddenly hit by surprise, his voice trembled slightly, "Is it really possible?"

"……Um."

Xie Yi'an lifted Xiao Ling into his arms, and he couldn't see the soft and weak appearance at all. The petite woman nestled in the arms of the tall and straight man, unexpectedly harmonious.Um?This little prince has a bit of a wolfish streak...

……

A few days later, Xiao Ling went out to play in the house, she searched her memory, but only remembered a few romantic places she often went to.Anyway, it is said that visiting brothels is a must-do during time travel. Although she has worn them so many times, she has never been there once.

The most famous one in this capital city is Lou Wai Lou, "While outside the green hills outside the mountains, when will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop." In this building, there are not only singing and dancing, but also various delicate flowers and other people picking them up, as well as food and storytelling. , throwing dice, each of the several floors has different businesses, so the building outside the building is not only brightly lit at night, singing and singing every night, but also full of people during the day.

(End of this chapter)