Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Walking into the yard, there was a light in the small kitchen. Yan San looked around, but couldn't feel the presence of human beings. He thought that Yan Qi had escaped after all.

Water was burning in the kitchen. Yan San poured hot water to clean Ling Qingyu first. After tidying up the house, she took cold water to rinse herself off by the well in the yard.

Sure enough, I was still injured later. I felt pain when I walked around. Thinking of Ling Qingyu’s expression, Yan San laughed again. She treated this kind of thing as research. Yes, she has always been very interested in this, and once chased it. Asking Yan Qi, why would a man be happy even if he is fucked? Yan Qiwen ran away directly.

Why is there pleasure? I don't know why other men have it, me, just because you like it.

Back in the room, Ling Qingyu was already asleep. Yan San sat next to her and looked at her. What she said today actually revealed a lot of information, but Yan San was not willing to go into it. He was afraid, if she still loved the child’s father, He still wants to go back, if she does go back someday, he doesn't want to think about it.

"If you have to go back," Yan San's fingers flicked her face, she spread that out to the back of her head, and whispered: "Please kill Yan San first before leaving. In this way, maybe my soul can follow. you go."

Woke up the next morning, Ling Qingyu was about to explode the same hangover.

Rubbing his head and opening his eyes, he was a little surprised to see Yan San leaning against the head of the bed in a deep sleep, with one hand still on his body.

Since knowing Yan San, she hadn't seen Yan San getting up later than herself. She always opened her eyes and saw Yan San who was neatly cleaned up. This is the first time she looks like this.

His brows wrinkled lightly, as if he was still feeling tired, Ling Qingyu felt a bit of heartache in his heart. I was afraid that I was drunk yesterday and I was tossing him. Um, how did you bother?

Ling Qingyu lifted up a little quietly, then peeled off his clothes a little, and it turned out to be a blushing color again, and Ling Qingyu squeaked for him unconsciously.

She woke up as soon as she moved Yan San, squinted her eyes and watched her gently peeling off her clothes, and then had an expression of excruciating pain. Then she stretched out her hand to touch but didn't dare to touch it, and chuckled: "There is no The most serious place."

Ling Qingyu was taken aback. He retracted his hand and went into the quilt. After thinking about something wrong, he got up and asked, "Isn't it the most serious place? Is there something more serious?"

"Yeah." Yan San turned over, crawled on the bed, took a bottle of ointment from the bedside and handed it to her, and said: "Just in time you woke up, give me medicine."

"Ah?!" Ling Qingyu took the medicine and looked a little silly at Yan San as he unwrapped his long clothes. He didn't wear pants underneath. His **** tight buttocks were curled up, red and swollen, and some bloodshot spots were still emerging. Just show it in front of her.

"****!" Ling Qingyu sighed. Seeing Yan San looking at her sideways, he said hurriedly: "Who do I mean to make you like this?"

"You did it." Yan San turned to lie down and said.

"Me?" Ling Qingyu pointed at himself, and saw Yan San nodded without hesitation, knowing that there was nothing wrong with it. This utterly conscience must be the result of his drunkenness.

With all the emotions of guilt, guilt and self-loathing, Ling Qingyu dug a tuft of ointment and rubbed it carefully on the place.

"The wound is inside." Yan San said.

Ling Qingyu paused, then dug out the ointment with his fingers recognizing his fate, then leaned in and smeared it on the inner wall.

"Well" Yan San's body tightened, making a low groan.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Qingyu hurriedly stopped and asked.

"It's okay." Yan San sighed and said. Then he pressed his waist down and pressed down the guy who had reacted fiercely.

"Hey, Yan San, I really can't help you. I swear today that if I drink again, I won't be able to die. God beats... Um..." Yan San's lips blocked the last half sentence. Ling Qingyu, smash your eyes, okay, classmate Yan San, don’t you think this posture is weird? My fingers are still inside! Thinking like this, Ling Qingyu's fingers moved uncontrollably.

Yan San laughed sullenly, let go, she lay down honestly and said, "Hurry up, or I want you again."

This threat was too great for Ling Qingyu, who had already begun to feel the sore waist and soft legs. He hurriedly applied the ointment all over, patted his butt, and Ling Qingyu said, "Okay."

Yan San got up and dressed. Seeing Ling Qingyu put down the ointment and saw the two jade bars placed on the bedside, Nunu said, "I will use that small one in the future, the big one can't bear it." Ling Qingyu reacted and put on his coat, Yan San with red ears came out of the room and fetched water.

This guy! It must be intentional! Ling Qingyu covered his face, only to feel that all the people in her life were lost here. I could have used drunkenness to shirk responsibility, but that guy put this here to tell her clearly that he wanted to pretend to have amnesia. ? No way, there is no proof!

Blame the flowers moving! If it wasn't for her ****, I would go to see what Tanmei, what gv to watch! I don't have this subconscious mind either! (You've already done it on Yang Zhao, don't pretend to be innocent, dear! Flower move stay)

Dressing, washing and combing her makeup, Ling Qingyu was always awkward, she didn't dare to meet Yan San, Yan San couldn't help it, grabbed her by the shoulder, took the comb and combed her for a while. Hair, with a vicious tone, said: "Are you so awkward when you got Yang Zhao?"

"I got his consent," Ling Qingyu said in a low voice to his finger, "I'm sorry."

"I also agree." Yan San's men gave a slight pause, and then continued to comb the messy hair.

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu raised his forehead just to hit the comb that was combed down, and then cried out in pain.

"You asked me before you did it, and I agreed." Yan San said angrily. If you have to be so clear, the killer will be shy!

"Yan San," Ling Qingyu turned around and hugged his waist, and said, "I really don't drink anymore. I don't want to even know what I did with you. I want to see Yan San clearly. Happy joy." I had a wide-ranging noodles and tears in my heart, what a beautiful and exciting scene would be when someone like Yan San was left behind, but I don’t remember anything!

That's also true. It's really annoying that you can't remember anything when you do it so desperately. Yan San nodded and said, "Just remember, don't touch that stuff again."

It was only one day before the New Year’s Eve. All of them went to Wuxian for a New Year’s Eve dinner. So they hurriedly packed up. Now the Lingjia firm is rich, and even owns more than a dozen carriages, waiting for Ling Qingyu and Yan Sany to appear. Just urge them to eat and prepare to go.

The mighty convoy set off in the morning and drove overnight, arriving in Wu County the next afternoon.

Mother Zheng didn't expect so many people to come at once. Fortunately, they brought Xu Da and the materials. It was fast for everyone to make dinner together. It was just that one yard was too small, and two yards were separated, and there were several tables of banquets.

Zheng Dong has been married to Lusiu. The child is three months old. Ling Qingyu found out a few additional gifts from his jewelry box. In order to save time, he directly included those suitcases and jewelry boxes when he left. Mei's box was loaded and taken with him.

The New Year’s Eve dinner is naturally very lively, but Ling Qingyu did not dare to touch the wine. Yan San, who suffered a lot from it, and Yan Qi, who had seen half of the damage, would cut with a knife that could freeze anyone as long as someone dared to pour her wine. He, like this several times, everyone also accepted her with tea instead of wine.

Many people came, the yard was really small, and everyone did not go to the backyard tacitly, so there were many people in the front yard playing horse cranes all night.

The noise in the front yard is clear, but Ling Qingyu feels very comfortable. Hearing that they are getting married one by one, they are happy to be happy. How can they be unhappy if they have a family and happiness, but when people get married, they also have their own Responsibilities and burdens, official business will not be affected, but in private can not be like before, just thinking about it, I feel a little lonely.

But after being drunk and having trouble with Yan San in the morning, Ling Qingyu felt that he was too hypocritical. The closest person around him was always there and never left. He had a career and a lover, and even went to the sadness of spring and autumn, borrowing wine and making trouble. , It's too much, and I turned into a drunk, I used to be transformed into Ultraman and beat a few boys to a monster, but Fatmay was still to blame for that thing! It's okay to give away such a bunch of things, without a murder weapon, she can beat people at best, it won't be like this! Keep playing amnesia, it's really shameless.

He couldn't sleep anyway, Ling Qingyu ran to the front yard and squeezed Ding Dong off the table, and went to the table to play the sledge, but the facts once again proved that any gambling with her is a word of mold, and in the end she loses three, one tablet It is really heartbreaking to export the silver ingots.

Ling Qingyu treats people generously. Not only does he pay a high salary, but he also gives a large amount of silver as bonuses and dividends. The big shopkeepers such as Cai Jingfang, Zheng Xi and Han Ding Budong give 10% to 30% of dividends, but these four people are calculating profits. At that time, they would add in the price of all the raw materials, vowing not to take advantage of the boss, and Ling Qingyu’s many raw materials were basically costless, so in the end, the dividends they received were actually less than 5% of the overall profit. That's it, it's also very impressive for the shopkeeper. Now all shops and farms have been on the right track, and the future profits will be even more impressive. What is even more gratifying is that this momentum is still developing rapidly.

Before coming back, Ling Qingyu took two hundred thousand taels of silver to share with the people on the boat. Now even the cook Xu Da has hundreds of taels of silver on his body, which is comparable to the income of the place where he used to work for thirty years.

When Ling Qingyu earns silver, he must count every single cent. After getting the money, she really doesn’t care. Now she doesn’t count gold and jewelry. She only counts four million taels of silver and five million taels of silver bills. The balance in the hands of the big treasurer is more than three million taels, a really rich little woman.

Yan San dragged Ling Qingyu away before she lost her face completely, and she had never seen a master who would fool around at the poker table like this!

"I can win it back!" Ling Qingyu still wanted to fight again, but was dragged by Yan San and said, "Aren't you going to the Lin family after you go to the grave tomorrow? Don't you have a good night's sleep?"

Ling Qingyu gave up and went back to sleep. Yeah, there will be another highlight tomorrow. It will be scary on New Year's Day!

After going to the grave on the morning of the first day of the new year, Ling Qingyu went back and put on heavy equipment.

A deep dress with large sleeves of Shu brocade embroidered with gold and silver thread rolled with silver cloud satin, wearing a high bun, wearing a golden corolla with gems, hanging white jade on the waist, and wearing a pair of jade bracelets on the ears. It is also a pair of jade earrings, the whole person is graceful and powerful.

Yan San put a large silver-white mink cloak on her, and put a sable skin around her hands. His eyes didn't trace and his lips didn't blush.

Walking out of the small courtyard step by step made everyone waiting outside startled their eyes. It turns out that our head can be so dignified and luxurious, and the extravagance is compelling.