Transmigrate to be Queen

Ning Xiaoman hesitates and doesn't know how to answer. Zheng Fusheng has begun to clean up his silver needle. In fact, Zheng Fusheng's needle is also a black steel needle specially made for him by Qingkou. It's not a silver needle. It's just used to calling silver needle. Everyone, whether it's made of silver or black steel, calls it silver needle.

"Fu Sheng, if you practice for a while, it's not easy to practice."

Seeing Zheng Fusheng's move to pack things, Ning Xiaoman remembered to stop it,

"I'm learning the key things these two days. Leave me alone and practice more by myself."

In speaking, Zheng Fusheng has packed up his things and put away the needle bag by himself. Now, when the two people stay in the house at the same time, hazy Xiang, hazy rain, wooden bell and green buckle will not be guarding in the house. The four people are sitting outside. Only Zheng Fusheng and Ning Xiaoman call people, they will enter the house to wait.

Therefore, most of the time, these piecemeal little jobs, they don't bother to call people, and they do it easily. Zheng Fusheng, who put the things, takes the chessboard, puts it on the bed, and takes Man'er to sit on the bed to play chess with him.

"Man'er, you don't have to care so much. I can't learn that Kung Fu in a day and a half. I study so hard just because I'm a little hot at the beginning of contact. However, no matter how hot it is, it can't catch up with coaxing my daughter-in-law."

"Therefore, if you have any requirements for me, don't hide them. As long as you open your mouth, I'll be there right away. Man'er, in this world, you are my first important person and more important than myself. I'm willing to do everything you want to do for you."

He took Man'er's hand, gently rubbed it twice, then bowed his head and kissed him, and let him go,

"Come on, there's a war. I won't let you on the chessboard. You should be careful."

This made Ning Xiaoman angry and happy. He just said that he was the most important. His voice was still not clean. He immediately said that he would not let himself be careful. What kind of man is this.

"Well, I don't want you to let me down. If I beat you down, don't cry."

Ning Xiaoman took out the momentum of a big fight and was slapped by Zheng Fusheng,

"Hey, hey, what's your image? You're a princess. Do you know? Put down your sleeves quickly."

After being scolded again, Ning Xiaoman pursed her mouth, put down her sleeve and muttered,

"Isn't this in our own bed? Isn't it free in bed? Where else can people relax? Isn't it going to be suffocated?"

Ning Xiaoman's murmur was naturally heard by Zheng Fusheng. He also felt that he was a little strict with Man'er. In fact, Man'er paid great attention to his image outside and never lost face. He was obviously looking for trouble. His heart softened when he thought about it.

"Well, well, it's me. If you want to hold it, there are no outsiders in this room."

Ning Xiaoman refused to roll up her sleeve again,

"There were no outsiders in the room just now. You don't want me to roll up my sleeves. I'm not so boring. If you don't let me roll up, it's nothing."

Quickly point to the chessboard,

"Come on, don't dawdle. Let's have a good war and see whether we win or lose on the battlefield."

Ning Xiaoman's heroic spirit also inspired Zheng Fusheng's fighting spirit.

"Come on, who's afraid of who? Let me kill you."

Zheng Fusheng lost a son first. They fought with each other. From the bottom of their hearts, Ning Xiaoman's level was better than Zheng Fusheng.

After all, she brought some skills from her previous life, but Zheng Fusheng lived in this small yard. No one taught him these things. On the contrary, Ning Xiaoman took him to play chess with his favorite after he came. However, what is his fierce attack going to do now? This progress is too fast. Have you taken a rocket?

"Hey, did you learn it when I was away? Why did you suddenly become so powerful“

Ning Xiaoman was killed in a hurry and was a little unconvinced.

"Don't you know that I have not only a martial arts master, but also a master Wen? I worked hard on the chessboard for more than half a year when you left the palace. Man Er, you say, if I work so hard, do you have to reward me? I have to think about what reward I will get if I win later."

Ning Xiaoman quit,

"Why do you want to reward you when you win? It should be me when I lose. Can you comfort me? The person who loses should be in high mood. Why do you want to reward you? I won't give it."

"Well, you don't have to give me a reward. I should comfort you."

Zheng Fusheng stretched out his hand to hold people and kissed them across the chessboard. Ning Xiaoman was stunned for a moment and asked Zheng Fusheng to kiss them. When she reacted, Zheng Fusheng had begun to attack the city and lay down the land.

"Hey, hey, we're playing chess."

Ning Xiaoman wants to get out of Zheng Fusheng's control, but Zheng Fusheng firmly controls Man'er and doesn't let go.

"Don't you all admit defeat and ask me to comfort you? Since my daughter-in-law has asked, my husband should naturally meet you. I have to comfort you."

As soon as the voice fell, he immediately sealed Man'er's lips and let Man'er melt a little bit in his kiss.