Marry A Younger Husband

When Xiao Mo'er wakes up, he finds himself lying on the bed of Wandai, a red sandalwood carved gourd in the bandit's newspaper house. Shuilinlang is beside him and helps him wipe his face with a wet cloth towel.

Small Mo son a see outside, already black, already arrived at night.

"How long did I sleep, lady?"

"Not much, just two hours."

"Well, I'm not drunk. I'm just sleepy. That's why I just go to sleep. Let's choose a day and compare it again."

Water Lin Lang speechless white he looked: "OK, you won, OK?"

"Do you really admit defeat?"

"Yes, when I was your age, I didn't know how to drink. You are very good." When shuilinlang was as old as xiaomo'er, she had already drunk wine as water, but xiaomo'er didn't admit defeat. She had to let him, who called him her husband!

Little Mo'er was overjoyed: "lady, you admire me now!"

"I admire it." Water Lin Lang said lazily.

"It's not early. Let's go to bed."

Shuilinlang poured out the water that had just wiped xiaomo'er's face, then took off his coat, climbed to xiaomo'er's side, lay down and said, "xiaomo'er, let me ask you something."

"Don't ask. Although sister xiangskirt and I are fighting, we are not ambiguous. Don't worry about it."

"Who asked you that?"

Small Mo son one Zheng: "that you want to ask me what?"

"Have you met the young master recently?"

Little Mo'er's eyes dodged: "no!"

Shuilinlang looked at him closely: "do you say it or not?"

"I promised my elder brother that I would never say that I had seen him even if I killed him." Suddenly feel this sentence is very problematic, this is not equal to admit that he met Su Yan? Cover your mouth in a hurry.

Shuilinlang looked at xiaomo'er with a smile: "where did you meet the young master?"

"No!"

With a smile, shuilinlang unties the flap of the pipa on the top of the white silk, revealing a delicate clavicle, and tempts him to say, "do you want to talk?"

Little Mo'er took a cool breath, but still said stubbornly, "if you don't say it, my little Mo'er will not be seduced by beauty!"

"If not?" Water Lin Lang threw a wink in the past, attached to small Mo Er's ear, blowing like orchid.

Little Mo'er felt numb in his heart and said, "lady, I'm not used to it. You'd better beat me up!"

Shuilinlang knows that xiaomo'er is very loyal. He agrees to Su Yan, so he will never betray him. Otherwise, she would have threatened him. Although seduction is not what she is good at, she is not bad at external capital after all, and is more than enough to deal with little Mo'er.

"You are my prime minister, how can I be willing to beat you?" The water is beautiful, the voice is delicate, and the eyes are full of resentment and infinite tenderness.

"Lady, are you in evil?"

"I hate it Water Lin Lang gently pushed small Mo Er general.

Xiao Mo'er quickly got up, sat down with his knees crossed, put his hands together, closed his eyes and said, "when you observe the Bodhisattva of freedom and walk deep Prajna paramita, you can see that all the five implications are empty, and you can go through all the hardships. Sariki, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know something. "

Water Lin Lang a consternation, depend on, he still read "heart classics" come!

She wanted to see if the Dharma could make him sit in his arms, so she sat in his arms, and her slender fingers passed his face. Suddenly, little Mo'er was excited. Shuilinlang felt that something under his buttocks had been pushed up hard, and his face was red.

The small Mo son suddenly of violence drink a: "the devil ghost, still don't appear, quick from my Niang son's body come out!" With one hand, the water will fall on the bed.

Shuilinlang can't help but anger from the heart, son of a bitch, dare to take her as a fox, recite scriptures to pass her.

"Say it or not, asshole!" The water rushed up and grabbed him by the neck.

"Lady, you are back to normal at last. Thank God."

"Thank you. If you want to subdue demons, you should recite the Daming mantra, not the Heart Sutra!"

"The Heart Sutra is OK. Don't you see that you are back to normal now?"

"Little Mo'er, how on earth did you meet with the young master? Come to me from the truth!" There was a roar of water.

"I won't tell you. The most important thing in wandering in the world is honesty. How can you go back on your promise to others?""Can't I even tell you?"

"No!"

"Xianggong, just tell me, OK?" The beautiful water pouts its cherry lips.

Little Mo'er took another breath: "lady, you are not normal again. It seems that the evil spirit has a deep way to go."

"Xianggong, don't you like concubine's big ass?" Shuilinlang deliberately raises fengbuttock and twists at xiaomo'er. In order to get information from xiaomo'er, she is also fighting. Her integrity is broken, but it's cheap.

Little Mo'er's two lines of nosebleed came down calmly: "lady, you should return to normal quickly, otherwise I will lose too much blood and die."

"Mr. Xiang, you'll do it!" Shuilinlang took out an embroidered silk handkerchief from under the pillow and gently wiped away his nose blood.

"Poverty can't be removed, wealth can't be lewd, and power can't be subdued. I, little Mo'er, a handsome little gentleman, will never bow to you!"

"Don't you really bow your head?"

"Never bow your head!"

Now that things have come to this stage, shuilinlang simply does not do two endlessly, holding xiaomo'er's head and gnawing: "say it or not?"

"No!" Little Mo'er's expression is very sad.

Water Lin Lang gnawed again: "say not to say?"

"No!"

"Say it or not?"

"No!"

A third of the time after the incense, little Mo'er has seven meat and eight vegetables: "lady, don't kiss me, my mouth is swollen by you!"

"Will you do it?"

"Move, move, I've done everything!"

"Where did you and the young master meet?"

"Last time, before the second elder brother and sister xiangskirt got married, sister xiangskirt once came to Xizhou. Among all the servants she brought, one of them was the man in disguise, who found me."

Shuilinlang thought, no wonder, every time xiaomo'er goes out, she is always by his side for his safety, and she looks at him to death. If he meets Su Yan outside, she can't have no idea. It turns out that Su Yan actually sneaks into the mountain villa and meets Xiao Mo'er. He can dress up as the servant of Shenxiang skirt. It seems that he has a lot to do with Shenxiang skirt.

"Young master, what did I say to you?"

"I can't say that."

"Is it?" Shuilinlang unhurriedly untied the button of Zhongdan, and opened the skirt slightly, revealing a piece of snow-white skin.

Little Mo'er is about to cry: "lady, don't play. My chickens are dying of pain. I'll go pee first!" He hurried out of bed.

Shuilinlang looks at his crotch and is almost put up a tent. Shuilinlang has the heart to die. She really has no lower limit for her purpose. Is it because she drinks too much wine in Zhuoxiang garden today?

But she wasn't drunk at all.

When did she become such a person? It seems that she accepted little Mo'er as her own man from her heart. She lowered her head slightly, and her heart lake rippled layer after laye