The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

Is 368 five hundred taels enough?

It was midsummer, the breeze was gentle, the wind was light and there was no rain.

In the courtyard full of flowers, two young girls bathed in the moonlight, one dressed in white, demure and beautiful, the other in red, bright and moving.

Looking from a distance, it looks like an excellent scenery.

"The turbid wine under the moon has a special taste." Zhao Zhitong said with a light smile.

Liu Baixue's eyes were as gentle as water: "Even though it's something special, don't be greedy."

Zhao Zhitong poured another glass, drank it down, and said with a bit of resentment: "Qiao Muchen can control me, Xiaoxue, you won't let me drink."

Liu Baixue was helpless: "It's not for your own good. Say it yourself, when you wake up after drinking too much, you don't regret it?"

Zhao Zhitong smiled: "I'm happy today, it's okay, I'll just drink a little more to make sure I won't get drunk."

As Zhao Zhitong spoke, he stretched out his hand and gestured, obviously a little bit drunk.

Regarding this, Liu Baixue expressed her disbelief at all.

Suddenly thought of something, Zhao Zhitong asked: "Oh, by the way, Xiaoxue, what do you think of my little brother?"

Hearing this, Liu Baixue couldn't help but pause, and lowered her eyes slightly: "He is very good, very good." But, I am just a flower that is about to wither, how can I match it.

Zhao Zhitong: "Then why do you..."

Liu Baixue sighed softly, looked up at the starry sky, and said, "Tongtong, you once told me that the human heart needs to leave a soft place to feel the beauty of this world.

I think, Zhao Yu is it, he is like a ball of fire, rushing into my life, and I am ice, I can't help but get close, but I am too timid to get close. "

Knowing that Liu Baixue was talking about her illness, Zhao Zhitong said, "Don't worry, my brother won't mind if he finds out. Besides, your illness is already improving, isn't it? It will definitely be fine."

"But I don't mind." Liu Baixue: "You may not understand, when you care about a person, you don't want him to see those bad looks."

...

That night, before they knew it, the two chatted for a long time and drank a lot.

Zhao Zhitong didn't drink much at first, but now he was in a daze. When Qiao Muchen came over, she was lying on the table talking nonsense.

"Xiaoxue, let's continue drinking."

Zhao Zhitong, who was supported by Qiao Muchen, was still shouting with his hands up, Qiao Muchen just watched shook his head and sighed.

"Can't drink, but still like to drink, really."

Qiao Muchen greeted Liu Baixue, and helped Zhao Zhitong to her room.

In a daze, Zhao Zhitong heard Qiao Muchen's voice, turned his head to look at the person beside him, blinked, then blinked again, then reached out and pinched Qiao Muchen's face, and then laughed foolishly: " Ah, why did I see Qiao Muchen?"

"Hey, you look so good, your face is so soft, like a steamed bun, I really want to eat it, I need a big steamed bun..."

Qiao Muchen: "..."

The next second, Zhao Zhitong hugged Qiao Muchen and gnawed on it...

Qiao Muchen's body froze immediately, and he felt a cloud of anger rushing to his forehead. The familiar fragrance, mixed with the faint smell of alcohol, turned into his nose.

Qiao Muchen's Adam's apple rolled, suppressing some kind of impulse, wanting to get the villain of Bala off him: "Zhao Zhitong, come down for me."

But obviously, Zhao Zhitong was already confused at this moment, Qiao Muchen pulled her like this, not only did she not let go, but she hugged her even tighter, humming: "Don't, don't, I won't come down."

Grandpa Bai in the space covered his face at this moment, feeling that he had lost his sight, and shook his head directly to block his perception of the outside world.

With Ruanxiang in his arms, she was still the girl he liked, Qiao Muchen felt that he was going to be unable to hold back, eyes stained with lust, looked at Zhao Zhitong's cherry red mouth, deep and deep.

Thinking that if the person at the moment was not himself but someone else, Qiao Muchen felt even more angry, reached out and patted her face, warning: "Zhao Zhitong, if you dare to drink in the future, try it!"

Even in a sober state, Zhao Zhitong is not necessarily afraid of him, let alone in an unconscious state, so Qiao Muchen's vicious warning has no effect at all.

Zhao Zhitong still hugged Qiao Muchen, blinked, and said provocative words: "Hey, Qiao Jiaojiao, you smell so good, you smell so good, I like it so much."

After saying that, he put his face on Qiao Muchen's neck and smelled it.

Qiao Muchen's eyes became deeper, and his voice became extremely hoarse because of depression: "You asked for this!"

She needs to be taught a lesson.

After finishing speaking, he picked up Princess Zhao Zhitong one by one and strode towards the room.

...

In the early morning, the sky was just getting bright.

"Oh."

With a murmur, Zhao Zhitong rubbed his temples, and slowly opened his eyes: "Oh, my head hurts."

After calming down for a while, Zhao Zhitong noticed that the environment in front of her was a little strange, and this was not her bedroom.

"Hey, where is this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a man's magnetic voice ringing in his ears.

"woke up?"

A man's voice!

Immediately, Zhao Zhitong felt a thunderbolt, and turned his head stiffly to look to the side, and then, a magnified handsome face appeared in front of her.

Zhao Zhitong immediately jumped up from the bed, pointed at the person on the bed, and yelled.

"Joe... Joe... you, you... we..."

Zhao Zhitong couldn't say enough scare words, he just felt question marks all over his head.

Qiao Muchen slowly sat up from the bed, looked at Zhao Zhitong, and in the next second, there was an expression of grievance on his face: "You must be responsible to me."

"What?" Zhao Zhitong who was bitten back was stunned.

It's okay to wake up and see the two of them sleeping on the same bed. Qiao Muchen looks like he has been greatly wronged. What's the situation?

Qiao Muchen was even more wronged: "You don't remember what happened last night?"

Zhao Zhitong suddenly felt a little guilty, she seemed to have drunk too much last night, and she really didn't remember anything about what happened afterwards.

Just when Zhao Zhitong frowned and tried to remember, Qiao Muchen sighed, and recounted what happened last night with embellishment.

Zhao Zhitong's eyes widened when he heard this, and he couldn't believe it: "You said, I was the one who insisted on hugging you last night and not letting go? I forced myself to kiss you? Still clinging to your bed and not leaving you? , Then, what's the matter?"

Qiao Muchen nodded without any guilt, without embellishment or any guilt of fabricating facts.

Zhao Zhitong had an unbelievable expression on his face, he never thought that he would do such a thing.

At this time, Qiao Muchen was wronged again: "Hey, forget it, I see that you don't want to be responsible to me anymore, so let me bear it alone, you can go."

What he said was as if Zhao Zhitong was a heartless woman, the corners of Zhao Zhitong's mouth twitched when he heard it straight away: "Oh, okay, okay, I, can't I be responsible for you?"

Then, Xi Xi asked cautiously: "Then, you, how do you want me to be responsible? Five hundred taels, enough, enough?"

She was still thinking about it, she had heard from Zhao Yue that the number one young gentleman in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion in the capital cost about five hundred taels of silver for one night, um, five hundred taels, it should be about the same.

Ah, it hurts so much.

At this time, Qiao Muchen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood after hearing the last sentence.

If he were to know, what was in Zhao Zhitong's mind would probably have the urge to kill.