Martial King’s Retired Life

Yiren is restrained, he is also a handsome boy,-exulting in social situations.

The bird brother pushed a cup for a change on the table, and the funny owner laughed, and the host and the guest were happy. Only the vice-president is a rough man, and he has n’t seen the meat for many days.

"Mr. Song is really wonderful. It turned out that Yangzhou has such a good place. Recently, the old man also heard that many fine gold nan wood craftsmen came from Yangzhou. It is even more amazing. Has Master Song also been there?

Ugh. "

Song Ou sighed longly: "Speaking of Yangzhou, which was originally a place of growth since childhood, Gull has rarely had the opportunity to leave since he entered Beijing. This --- for business purposes, it can be regarded as a home visit to his parents. Just not many For a stop, these romantic and elegant rhymes in Yangzhou have not been heard for a long time.

The lieutenant frowned. The Vice Admiral was a native Northern Han. It was airborne into the army, and outsiders did not know Ditian. According to rumors, he was born under the name of the stunned sage of the famous dynasty in the dynasty. Although he didn't know if it was true, his tone behavior was all right. It is a real rough man.

The lieutenant was clouded by the conversation between the two.

The Lord Governor speaks. What is old European, European, European, European? I can't stop eating, I always thought he was choking.

Outside the window suddenly thundered and thundered again and again, the sound of rain was loud, the wind was violent, and the windows squeaked.

Song Ou looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and smiled like a victor: "This rain is always down. How can such a momentum, how can we rush. Everyone, if you listen to Yi people, I am afraid that the soldiers will be seriously ill tonight-a game.

The vice-president held the chicken legs and patted his thighs. Haha, he said, "Okay, it's raining well. The hearts of the people are bright! After so many days, I can destroy Laozi." Reckless atmosphere, bandits--like!

Song Ou didn't want to have the same kind of insight as this rough man, but just turned his head away and ignored it.

The landlord heard a dissatisfaction in his words, caring authentically: "Master Song and the girl Shen ...... hey, it ’s a little special

Song Ou smiled proudly: "It is Neizi.

"Oh ?!" The owner raised his thumb, "Heaven made it! He made it! The old man also thought that the two women were talented. The girl Shen was like a fairy, and she had a good temper. She was really a heroine. It was originally for Master Song. Such chic characters are worthy of matching, tight matching, tight matching.

Shen Yiren was unwilling--Song Ou was somewhat unhappy at the dinner. I will not tell this matter. At this moment, the owner of the farmer is shooting at exactly the right position. His favorite bird brother is shaking his head and tail, turning his head like a poem: "Hahahaha, unmarried couple, unmarried couple. Speaking of my clumsy man, I am capable It ’s quite a bit. It ’s just that he is too young to be involved in the world. He does n’t have a lot to do. He still needs to be reminded.

"Well, there are some things that are still young and knowledgeable. Right? Hahahaha." The owner said with a deliberate or unintentional glance sitting next to him. He was fifteen years old. He just married into the sixth room of the door. Xiaoyan. The teasing little Nizi's cheeks were hot, as if her thighs had been touched with a hard touch, her eyes were silky. This gave Brother Bird a ‘smile between men’ and laughed. Song Ou knows.

"Oh? Oh? Oh? Oh ha ha ha ha ha, the owner of the wonderful woman! The wonderful woman!"

Followed also-Tong laughed, although the laughter was a little bit frightened, and I was afraid of being heard by the Iraqi people, but Brother Bird lost or not, and forced three glasses of wine to suffocate, finally relieved. Then chat with the owner, the sky and the sea. We talked about the deep haha, the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic, and the grand meeting was a grand event. We met each other late, and we could not be born 30 years earlier.

The lieutenant looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and was in a good mood, but occasionally-turned back and whispered-the sentence "smelly shameless." It was counted, and the hall's interest was not broken at all.

Bang!

Another thunder sounded.

The wind blew the window that had just been closed again, banging loudly and drifting in-shower powder. Although not as good as the north wind, but the rain in the winter, after all, there is still a chill, blowing Song Ou this southerner narrowed his neck.

"Okay! This wind is strong!" The vice admiral came from the north, not afraid of the cold, and clapped his hands and exclaimed: "This is a bit of winter.

The wind then poured into the hall, the Lieutenant General's smile condensed, and his face became uncertain.

. "..... the lieutenant suddenly screamed:" Attention! Everyone hide from the main seat!

Song Ou made more than ten glasses of wine, and said drunkly, "What's wrong with this? What about dancing?"

The lieutenant shook a handful of Song Ou, angrily: "Jump your third uncle! There is blood in this wind!"

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