Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

To Wang Po's surprise, Ximen Qing was not interested in the braised mutton on the table or the pot of wine.

Since time travelling, I've gotten tired of eating mutton, okay?I miss the smell of pork very much! <Bring over a few bottles.

Pan Jinlian's heart was beating non-stop, and she sat on her side, secretly looking at Ximen Qing, and was not in the mood to eat.

The man on the opposite side touched her breasts and hugged her body. Although it was all unintentional, the feeling still lingered. Didn't Pan Jinlian accidentally pinch Xiao Ximenqing herself?

Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward for a while, Ximen Qing stretched out his hand generously: "Hi Jinlian, my name is Ximen Qing."

Since there is going to be a love that spans the ages, it will officially start all over again. Moreover, Ximen Qing hopes that Pan Jinlian will know her true face, not the rich landowner in Qinghe County.

As for Pan Jinlian's reaction, Ximen Qing could accept it calmly.

When did the handshake ceremony appear? Ximen Qing doesn't know if Fu doesn't conform to this era, and he doesn't care.

Faced with Ximen Qing's weird way of greeting, although Pan Jinlian was a little uncomfortable, she still learned to stretch out her hand, and her five good-looking fingers were stiffly closed together: "Mr. It's called Pan Jinlian."

Ximen Qing smiled and stretched his hand a little further, holding Pan Jinlian's soft but slightly nervous little hand. Pan Jinlian immediately understood this kind of etiquette, her little hand was no longer stiff, and took advantage of the situation to slightly hold Ximen Qing's big hand.

It's better in this era. If this scene happened in the era when ethics crushed people to death, I'm afraid that Pan Jinlian would have to stamp this hand alive after returning to satisfy those defenders.

Pan Jinlian smiled slightly as she felt the warmth from Ximen Qing's palm.

This set of etiquette for high officials is really interesting.

Of course Pan Jinlian didn't know that this kind of handshake could only be released at that time, but Ximen Qing shamelessly held it all the time, moved his stool over by the way, and sat side by side with Pan Jinlian.

After that, from shaking hands, it directly turned into touching hands.

Pan Jinlian was still sitting sideways, but this time, she was already facing Ximen Qing.

Ximen Qing hugged Pan Jinlian's soft body generously, smelled the faint fragrance from Pan Jinlian's head, and began to talk in Pan Jinlian's ear.

Talking about life, talking about ideals, and making jokes, Ximen Qing is best at this kind of thing.

When Ximen Qing hugged her for the first time, Pan Jinlian's body was still a little stiff, and she listened to Ximen Qing's words in a panic, but in fact she couldn't hear half of the three sentences.But slowly, Pan Jinlian's body began to relax, and she was able to calmly listen to what Ximen Qing said, and interact with her from time to time.

Ximenqing's history is not good, but his mind is full of jokes and there are still many sharp turns.This kind of thing is good for making girls happy.

Listening to Ximen Qing slowly telling jokes that she had never heard before and all kinds of bad brain teasers, a smile appeared on Pan Jinlian's face.

Why does this Ximen high official have so many little stories to tell?

Listening to the laughter of Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian from the back room, Wang Po was very satisfied at first. This Ximen Qing is also a veteran, and he will enter Hong Kong so soon.

But next, what Wang Po heard was laughter besides laughter, and it was mostly Pan Jinlian's laughter; there was none of the panting sound that Wang Po wanted to hear, or the sound of the bed board being pressed. .

Wang Po even began to wonder if she had put the wrong medicine in the flagon, and Pan Jinlian couldn't stop laughing after drinking it.

At this time, Ximen Qing happened to tell the climax of a joke: "The bear was furious, pointed at the hunter's nose and cursed: Are you here to hunt, or to sell yourself!"

This kind of unscrupulous joke made Pan Jinlian laugh non-stop: "Sell yourself...haha...sell yourself."

This remark made Wang Po, who was eavesdropping at the door, confused. She didn't know what happened in the house. She wanted to look through the crack of the door, but the door of the house was closed tightly by herself just now, and she even used a piece of cloth to cover her. The tie is dead and there is no seam at all.

Fortunately, although Wang Po's door is made of wood, the wooden grids on it are all pasted with paper, so Wang Po drools a little, slowly digs a hole, puts one eye to look into the house .

Ximen Qing was hugging Pan Jinlian, and touched her hand, very good!But why Pan Jinlian kept laughing?But the food and wine on the table hadn't moved at all, which made Wang Po very surprised.

Seeing that the development of the matter was not according to her own design, Wang Po simply coughed shamelessly outside the room: "**** is too short, a senior official!"

Ximen Qing could hear the anxiety in the old woman's words, and couldn't help but smile, knowing that the old woman wished she could rush in and drive herself and Pan Jinlian directly to bed, that's why she said this.

Hearing these words, Pan Jinlian's face turned red immediately, she broke free from Ximen Qing's arms, and sat down by herself: "What nonsense are you talking about, godmother?"

"When people get older, there will always be times when they talk nonsense." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "At this time, just pretend that you didn't hear it. It's for our own good, but it's also a little impatient."

Pan Jinlian nodded silently, a trace of sadness flashed between her eyebrows, although it was only for a moment, it was noticed by Ximen Qing who had been watching.

"Liu Niang, is there something bothering you?" Ximen Qing asked tentatively. Liu Niang was Pan Jinlian's nickname. After talking for a while, the two became familiar with each other.

Pan Jinlian silently rolled up the sleeve of her right hand, revealing a round, white and tender arm. Ximen Qing looked at the bruises on the arm that looked like a white lotus root, and asked with some distress: "This...how is it?" thing?"

"Da Lang refuses to take the medicine, saying that the slave's boiled it for him is poison, and he has to force the slave to pour it out every time." Pan Jinlian said with tears in her eyes, "Da Lang... pinched this black cyan. "

"What!" Ximen Qing couldn't sit still anymore: "This Wuhan University, I saved him with good intentions, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable!"

In Ximen Qing's heart, only the most useless man would vent his anger on his wife.

"Why don't you resist?" Ximen Qing just realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Pan Jinlian bowed her head deeply, there was no way to answer this question.

How do you let Pan Jinlian resist?Since she was a child, she was bought by Zhang Dahu in Yanggu County to be a maid, and she has been living a life of swallowing her anger. Even if she is bullied, there is nothing to say.Just because of her good looks, Zhang Dahu's wife was jealous. Although Zhang Dahu had bad intentions, Zhang Dahu's wife still found a chance to drive Pan Jinlian out of the house without saying anything. Wu Dalang of Cundingu Bark!

It's not that Pan Jinlian doesn't want to resist, but she really can't resist!

Ever since he married into the Wu family, needless to say Zhang Dahu, how many shabby households have nothing to do at the door every day, shaking their arms and calling: "What a piece of mutton, but it fell into the dog's mouth!"

Ximen Qing originally thought that Wu Dalang's nature was quite kind, but from these perspectives, Wu Dalang is also a coward who got angry outside and went home to beat his wife!

Seeing Pan Jinlian bow her head and remain silent, Ximen Qing sighed: "Liu Niang, since this is the case, I will teach you a few ways to protect yourself. At least, don't let Wuhan University bully you."

"What method?" Pan Jinlian raised her head, her eyes full of hope.After talking for a while just now, Pan Jinlian already deeply felt that in front of Ximen Qing, no matter how rare it was, she could find a solution.

Before Ximen Qing crossed over, he occasionally found some posts about women's self-defense, and watched two related TV programs. Although he watched it for fun, he never thought that one day, he would Seriously teach this self-defense technique to others.

Fortunately, several moves in female self-defense are quite simple, and there is no difficulty in learning them. Ximen Qing thought about them now, and directly picked out a few of the simplest moves.

Ximenqing firmly believes that as long as the posture is done correctly, the desired effect can be achieved.

"Come on, you lie down on the bed first."

"Ah?" Pan Jinlian was dumbfounded, where did this serious Ximen official just now go?

Seeing that Pan Jinlian misunderstood what she meant, Ximen Qing smiled awkwardly: "This one needs to be practiced for it to be effective."

Only then did Pan Jinlian sit on the edge of the bed with a blushing face, and slowly lay down in confusion.

"That's right!" Wang Po just reminded her and left. Now she couldn't help but come back to look again, and found that Pan Jinlian had already lay down on the bed. This made her feel quite comforted, and she nodded in satisfaction. Wang Po continued to go back to the front to show the two of them.

"It's like I'm a bad guy now, and I want to bully you." Ximen Qing said as he walked to the bed, supported the head of the bed with both hands, and slowly lowered his body: "What do you think should be done to prevent me?"

"Ah? This... I don't know." Pan Jinlian didn't know whether she was aroused by Ximen Qing's embarrassing appearance, or because she was at a loss for this weird teaching method, her body was stiff and she dared not move.

"Think about it," Ximen Qing encouraged.

Pan Jinlian looked at the approaching face, thought about it seriously, raised her hand and patted Ximen Qing's face lightly.

"Slap him?"

It's a slap, it's better to say that Pan Jinlian reached out and touched Ximen Qing's face.

"No, keep thinking about it." Ximen Qing almost fell on Pan Jinlian's body, and the breaths of the two were intertwined.

"I... can't figure it out." Pan Jinlian blushed and looked at Ximen Qing who was about to kiss him, and simply gave up.

"You have to do this." Ximen Qing raised his hand to pick up one of Pan Jinlian's legs, and when he was about to bend the leg to touch his abdomen, he found that the thigh muscle was so tight that Pan Jinlian was too tense. Just can't bend over.

"Liu Niang, you should relax..."