Raiders of fast-wearing rivals

Chapter 361

I was a pervert until I was 23.

After the age of 23, all I met were perverts.

First, Han Xiujie's little wife.

When I saw her for the first time, I thought this little lady was so beautiful, it was a waste of my good face not to flirt.

However, when Han Xiujie told me what power is, after being stepped on and broke his hand, I immediately became angry.

Of course, it's better to save my life first, and then go to the door to compare and relieve the hatred.

Then I found out that his little wife is really a little pervert, not only cured Lao Tzu's widow's disease, but also encouraged him to go to the scientific research.

Oh, let an Orion go to participate in the scientific research?
I just quietly watch you pretend.

However, the facts hit me in the face again. After my father knew that I had finally regained my masculinity, he urged me to go to the scientific research.

I was in a broken mood at the time, MMP, the book I read the most over the past 20 years is Erotic Pictures, you want me to take the exam? !

My father didn't care about this, just took the money and threw it all the way.

Unexpectedly, both Han Xiujie and I were able to enter the capital to take the big exam.

I think Han Xiujie is also a pervert.

The longer I spend with them, the more I feel that something is wrong with them.

How can a young couple go out and open two rooms?

How can there be such a wonderful couple?

After arriving in the capital, Han Xiujie's little wife just ate and slept all day, and went out to play from time to time, leaving me and Han Xiujie to watch each other with tears in our eyes and hold our hands together.

I asked Han Xiujie more than once why he married such a wife, Han Xiujie always smiled stupidly and said I don't understand.

Yes, I don't quite understand your perverted thinking.

Life in the capital is also quite boring. Anyone in the capital can get involved with a big family or something, and I gradually lose interest in going out.

I'm lonely in my life, and I still miss being the king of the town.

Later, a man came to Han Xiujie's little wife to treat his widow's illness.

I regretted it more than once, if I had known that this man was the emperor of the fuck, I wouldn't have gotten close to him if he killed me!
He actually went to comfort the current emperor and said, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work?

Bitterly wiped away the tears.

The little eunuch next to me saw me crying, and asked me worriedly, did Eunuch Rong think of something sad?

I said it was all right, but there was sand in my eyes.

The little eunuch wanted to say something else, so I quickly said that the emperor is coming back from court.

Then it calmed down.

The emperor was moody and moody, but no one dared to provoke him.

When the emperor entered the imperial study, I hurried over to grind ink for him, because it was time to critique the papers.

The emperor glanced at me, smiled but cried, felt aggrieved?

I said no, the thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

After I finished speaking, I regretted it, the habit of talking dirty has not been changed, and I am looking for death again.

Emperor Dao didn't really eunuch you, but let you serve by my side.

I said thank the emperor for his promotion.

I thought that if you cut off my sex-blessing, I can't kill you.

After approving the papers for a while, the emperor suddenly remembered something and asked Han Xiujie if he was still looking for his wife?
Thinking of his little wife, I wasn't in the mood to joke anymore. I replied that the last time I saw him was a month ago, and I heard that I was going to Yuncheng to find his wife.

The emperor's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he continued to critique the notes in his hand.

It has been almost a year since King Su's rebellion, but after that day, Han Xiujie's wife disappeared.

The whole capital city was in chaos that day. Some people said they saw her running out of the city, others said she jumped into the river.

Anyway, no one could be found.

Han Xiujie calmly walked from one place to another, and every time he heard news, he rushed there without stopping.

So it was disappointment again and again.

The last time I saw him, I asked him if he was tired?
He said he wasn't tired, just scared.

I am afraid that every time I look for it with hope, but what I find is only a similar figure from the back.

Repeatedly, every year.

(End of this chapter)