After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Oh?"

"……Oh."

Cui Wang moved back.

Zheng Yu is sitting on him now, moving back with him, and her eyebrows frown:

"where are you going?"

Cui Wang pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Zheng Wan was annoyed.

This person really didn't get in with oil and salt, a piece of wood, she worked hard for a long time, and he still didn't cooperate.

She was annoyed, but couldn't send the anger on him. She only felt that the dagger under her body became more annoying, and her delicate skin was pierced and uncomfortable.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and wanted to put it aside. Who knows that with such a wave, both of them were taken aback.

Cui Wang's breath suddenly became thicker.

He grabbed her hand and got up to leave, but Zheng Yu stood up all of a sudden, jumped on top of him, giggled around him with arms around him, and she finally realized what it was.

"Cui Wang, Cui Wang..."

She called him with a smile.

With a loud sound, it was tender, as if it had stained the peach pink and pear white outside the door, and could pinch out the juice.

Cui Wang turned his head angrily.

From her point of view, he could see that his thin ice-like face was covered with a thin layer of powder, and his expression was still stubborn. Under the crow's eyelashes, a pair of eyes looked at the wall. The cold food map is fascinated-

Just don't look at her.

Zheng Wan stretched out his hand and controlled his head so that he was facing himself.

In the dark pupils, there was a ball of fire, and in the crimson outer flames, there was still a tender white core.

She knows that she is beautiful now.

Maybe she has cultivated the Tao, and her skin that is not bad is getting more and more without a trace. Aye used to wear scarlet, only to say that she is too beautiful and might not be dignified——

But A-niang told her privately, don't learn the pedantic in the book, the most important thing is to live a comfortable life by yourself.

In the book, the master teacher needs to be dignified, virtuous, and virtuous, and it is best to raise a nest of concubines for the prince-but A-niang said that life is a human life, and I feel distressed, so I know how to save face. important?

Affordable, or lining.

Of course, you must be dignified outside, so as not to confuse the people; when you get along in private, why bother to hold a face, who wants to face a clay statue of a Buddha?

It takes some to be gentle and unruly and willful, but it is painful.

"The crying child has milk."

From childhood to adulthood, Zheng Shan practiced this sentence thoroughly.

She has always admired A-niang. For so many years, she has been the first assistant of the country, and she has not even a concubine. She is not in good health, can not give birth to a son, and has never had the troubles of others. Aye actually hurt her and A-niang to the bone.

This shows that her mother-in-law's words are reasonable.

Therefore, Zheng Wan actually does not shy away from wearing some...in the eyes of those old-fashioned, apostate clothes.

"Cui Wang, look, am I good-looking?"

She held Cui Wang's cheeks in her hands and pouted, not allowing him to move away.

Cui Wang's gaze fell on her swollen lips, but when she moved it away, she accidentally fell on the slender waist that didn't hold her tightly, and went up...

He turned to the beginning, his apple slipped, seemingly disdainful and impatient, and his voice was low and dumb:

"It doesn't look good."

Zheng Wan snorted: "Really?"

"really."

The cold voice of the other party made her feel heartbroken, and took his hand to the place that even her mother-in-law had praised her.

The daughters of the nobles grew up wearing balsam and scented dew since they were young, and those who are more particular have hired mamas to help with bone setting and massage, so there are fewer obese people, and most of them have a skinny and tender flesh. Body shape, and Zheng Wan is even more of a leader.

Her legs are long and straight, shoulders are cut and narrow, her waist is slender, and she is thin and slender, but she is not thin at the side, and even looks more heavy due to her slender waist.

Cui Wang withdrew back, but his hands fell even more into that piece of warm and fragrant jade, heavy and fragrant.

She tilted her head, seemingly innocent and mad:

"It's really ugly?"

Cui Wang froze, his voice was annoyed:

"Zheng Wan."

Zheng Wan smiled at him, rushed over to bite his lip, and gnawed at him like a cat, "Don't hide."

"If you hide once, I will find someone else to try it once."

As expected, Cui Wang froze and stopped hiding.

...

The night was gradually sinking, and on the couch, the quilt was soft and crumpled, snow-white and light red robe intertwined, one piece in the east and one piece in the west, with a crimson pocket hanging on the collapsed corner, and a corner on the ground.

On the long case, the red Qin Guo Gululu fell all over the floor, and the jug containing the pear blossom white was poured on one side. Some liquor gurgled down and stained the ground. The water stains went all the way in and extended to the back of the warm pavilion. Braving the white gas in the warm soup.

The water in this warm soup seemed to be boiling, with the mandarin necks entwined, intimate and lingering.

Awan gently opened the door and secretly looked inside. He only saw the clothes scattered on the floor. He lowered his head and picked up the white robe. The ignorant wooden puppet patted it and found that the photograph was not clean and wet. Even the carpet and brocade on the couch were wet and crumpled.

It picked up the clothes and was about to pick up the small red piece of cloth on the couch. This small piece of cloth is very strange, and there are two red ropes with a beautiful flower embroidered on it——

At this moment, a person walked out from the inside, wearing a plain white robe, with a little water vapor on his body, and barefoot emitting, as if he had just risen from the pond.

There is unchanging snow in the eyes:

"Let it down, get out."

Awan let out a cry, only thinking that the true monarch today is a bit strange.

He blinked and tilted his head:

"True monarch, you are sick."

"You blush a bit."

"Get out."

Before Awan could react, he was sent out, the wooden hand still carrying his master's white robe.

It scratched the back of its head, and then made another "ah woo".

Cui Wang leaned over, picked up the red pockets, small clothes, and crimson veil one by one, put the dust removal technique into the universe bag. He looked at the couch and the long case, his eyebrows twisted like a mountain.

The ancestor jumped out, angrily:

"Xiao Wangwang, you just blocked me, did you do bad things?"

"Tsk tusk tusk, it's wet... it's powerful enough."

Cui Wang turned his head and looked out the window with his hand held down. It was almost an hour, but the sky and the earth were still gray and raindrops fell.

"Hey……"

The ancestor was about to speak, his throat seemed to be pinched, and all of a sudden, he was thrown into the empty and dark world.

"Okay, very good, shield your ancestors, you are very good."

Cui Wang turned a deaf ear.

There were light footsteps on the brocade blanket, Zheng Wan came out from the back with a belt, his face was still red from the mist, and his eyes were full of water, dyed with unfading colors.

"Cui Wang, you help me dry my hair."

She pestered in front of him, pulling at her wet hair in trouble, "I can't do it anyway."

Cui Wang looked down at her.

A large piece of snow-white skin was inadvertently exposed, and he reached out to buckle the messy **** for her, and finally gave a trick.

Zheng Wan's hair is dry.

She stood on tiptoe, burned a mark on his cheek very familiarly, and wrapped her hands around him:

"thanks."

Cui Wang nodded and pulled her arms away:

"Fifteen has passed."

It became a mass of ice again.

Zheng Wan curled his lips. It was really hard to coax him. Seeing that he was about to turn around and walk away again, he remembered something when he was about to step out of the warm pavilion.

Hurrying out the door, the patter of rain did not get her wet, Zheng Yu curiously saw an extra layer of film around his body, knowing that it was the legendary protective cover.

Cui Wang stopped, his white robe was blown away by the wind, and a pair of dark pupils looked at her impatiently:

"What's the matter?"

Zheng Wan stretched out his hand and brushed the Qiankun bag, and a pile of lower-level primordial stones appeared in his palm.

She looked up at him:

"You didn't get the change from last time."

"There is also the 30 lower-level primordial stone that I borrowed from you, I will pay you next time."

Cui Wang curled his eyebrows and looked at the pile. When Zheng Wan thought he was going to be wealthy again, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air and threw it on the chest of Awan, who did not know when he was here:

"Take it to buy earthworms."

Awan blinked:

"Really?"

"Really."

"Oh! Buy earthworms! Buy earthworms!"

Awan went out happily and bounced.

Zheng Wan: "..."

Lose to a wooden puppet.

At this moment, a green hairpin suddenly appeared in the open palm. The whole body was green and dripping, and its shape was extremely beautiful. The hairpin was a fluttering phoenix, and the mouth of the phoenix held a string of tassels, just like the most in spring. A bright touch of green.

"this is……"

"For your life," Cui Wang said lightly, "Don't die casually, it hurts me."

"..."

Forget it.

Don't care about him.

Zheng Wan smiled and blessed his body:

"True gentleman walk slowly."

"Well."

Cui Wang nodded, he looked at the sky, "You can rest here for a few more days."

Just before Zheng Wan had time to say goodbye in the future, the man disappeared in the courtyard.

At this time, Mother-in-law Jin made a long "warming":

"What did your enemy just use? It made me lose all my senses, worse than a blind man."

"Unfortunately, I didn't see anything."

She sighed with deep regret for the live erotica she hadn't seen.

It is Zheng Yu's thick skin that he couldn't help but blush, stomping his feet and shouting:

"Mother-in-law!"

"Mother-in-law?"

Granny Jin was not in a good mood, she glanced, and said, "Very good, not broken. To you such a beautiful girl, your enemy can hold back, not bad."

"Why am I good?"

"If he is strong, you can't afford it."

"……Oh."

Zheng Wan patted his face to let the heat down.

If it weren't for Bing Yuangen's power, she would be dizzy early.

It was Cui Wang, although he cooperated with her, but whenever he could stop at a critical juncture, she used all kinds of methods, but it was just a little softer.

"These men and women, as long as they have skin close, they are different."

Granny Jin sighed and warned, "Don't be affectionate."

"That's natural."

Zheng Shan took it for granted.

The soul consciousness sinks and enters the inner view, but in a day and a night, only a trace of twenty-one apertures has been accumulated before, and it has been filled.

To reach the Yucheng Realm, the forty-eight apertures must be filled...

It would be nice if Cui Wang could be more positive.

"Don't be greedy and chew!"

Granny Jin suddenly shouted, "The cultivator's advancement, cultivation base, soul consciousness, and state of mind are all indispensable! The time set by your enemy is just right."

"Going back to the water mill, digesting the vitality gained today with the Moxie Jing."

"……know."

Zheng Wan hummed.

At this time, Cui Wang had returned to the cave, and the ban was lifted, and the ancestors "wulawula" noisily in the sea of ​​knowledge. He sat in a daze for a long time, then suddenly covered his heart:

"Old ancestor, this sentiment is very powerful."

"Fart in love."

The ancestor turned over in the sea of ​​knowledge, "It's obviously your lust."

"It's Love Gu."

His heart is like a bright moon, without any waves.

Cui Wang closed his eyes and re-trained the Qingxin Jue.