At this moment, Liangchen experienced a kind of cold that he had never experienced before.

This cold made him very irritable, and he just wanted to hammer this rabbit brother so that he didn't even know his parents.

It's just that he endured it, because after all, this rabbit brother was arranged by Liu Jixiang "kindly", and it was really inappropriate for him to beat people.

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha.

The good intentions of the big leader, the people below just don't like it and have to pay for it with a smile, how can there be a direct flip table.

From ancient times to the present, those who are brave enough to lift the table have the ability to open another table.

Liangchen is not qualified now.

However, how can he be so easy to please when he is a young thousand years old, Liangchen quietly removed Brother Rabbit's slender hand from his buttocks.

He admitted that this rabbit brother is really handsome, and probably Pan An is like this. The makeup is also very careful, and I can't see any slag at all, whether I look at it from a distance or up close, it looks like a very beautiful woman.

It's a pity that Liangchen is not as good as Longyang, and the taste is really not so heavy, and the thought that this beauty may be even more fierce than him in the crotch is really more disgusting than eating flies.

What's more, this thing isn't for him to do it, it's for him!

Niang Xipi!

Liangchen would rather swing a knife from the palace than accept this great shame of insulting his ancestors.

He endured it, thinking about how to deal with this rabbit brother, otherwise how to live this night. The eunuch who had sent him before had left one of them to come down and wait outside.

Looking at this situation, today, his father-in-law Wei has to be fucked if he doesn't want to be fucked.

Why don't you talk about life, about correct ideology, values, and morality?

Save a Lamb from Misdirection?

When Liangchen had a headache and didn't know how to do it, Brother Rabbit saw that he was standing still and began to move in.

"The spring night is short, is my brother willing to let the slave family stand here?" Brother Rabbit spoke softly, his eyes were like silk, and one hand wrapped around Liangchen's arm.

The tiger's body was shocked!

Liangchen finally realized the true meaning of the shock of the tiger's body.

He swore it was a shock from the depths of his soul.

"Horn!"

Liangchen grabbed Brother Rabbit's hand, and Brother Rabbit instinctively snorted: "What is my brother so anxious to do, it hurts the slave family." "The momentum is to fall into the arms of the good ministers.

Liangchen had a big word written on his face, and with lightning speed, he pulled the rabbit brother to the table, and then pressed him to the chair.

Brother Rabbit was stunned.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's sit down and have a cup of tea first." Liangchen said with a smile, there was a knife on the head of the word ninja, and just now he was about to slap this rabbit brother with a few big mouths.

There is a hangover tea on the table, which is still warm. There are also a few kinds of dim sum on the side, which look particularly delicious and cannot be seen on the market.

"It's fine."

Brother Rabbit covered his mouth and smiled, and poured tea for the good minister very painfully. I was a little puzzled in my heart, in this situation, Liu Dugong and they were already happy in bed, why was this little father-in-law not in a hurry.

After thinking about it, I understand, this little father-in-law doesn't look very old, and he thinks he is a young chick, and he has never tried this inner taste, so he is a little nervous. Anyway, the money is collected, do it early and do it late, and accompany your little brother to relax and relax.

When the teacup was put in front of Liangchen, this rabbit brother also hooked Liangchen with his finger, but Liangchen trembled. I had nothing to say, so I pretended to have a lot of wine and drank tea.

Brother Rabbit was not thirsty, he stared at Liangchen empathetically, and unconsciously put his hand on his chin like a girl, and looked at Liangchen obliquely.

"Goo", Liangchen swallowed the tea in his throat, tried to squeeze out a little smile and said, "What do we call you?" ”

"The slave's surname is Zhang, and my younger brother calls me Mei'er." Brother Rabbit is affectionate and harmonious.

"Mei'er? … Good, good. "Liangchen tried his best to adjust his breathing, you said that if you are a chicken guy, you will be a chicken guy, what do you do with such a mother's name.

Brother Rabbit laughed: "What's my brother's name?" ”

Liangchen didn't tell the other party his name, so he didn't bother to mention his name to the rabbit, his eyes rolled, he smiled, and said, "Let's tell you a story." ”

"My brother can tell stories? … Speak quickly. Brother Rabbit tilted his head like a girl, looking happy.

Liangchen nodded slightly, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "Once upon a time there was a mountain,"

"There's a temple on the mountain?" Brother Rabbit looked disgusted.

Liangchen was a little embarrassed, there was a temple on the mountain, and there were two monks, an old man and a young monk.

Let's change the trick, Liangchen laughed dryly and said, "I'll talk about something else." ”

Brother Rabbit let out a "hmm" and listened.

"Once upon a time, there was a cattle farm, and the owner put a bull in a herd of cows in order to have more calves. After a few years, there are more calves, but the bulls are also old and a little overwhelmed... It's overwhelmed, you know? ”

"Yes." Brother Rabbit nodded.

"It's good to understand. So, the owner bought a new bull to take care of giving birth to calves with the cows. ”

"What about the old cow? Killed? ”

"No, how could it be. The old cow has no merit and hard work, how can the owner be willing to kill it, and continue to put it in the herd of cows to get away. But one day, the owner saw the old cow lying on the grass panting. At this point, Liangchen stopped, this is a means of storytelling.

Brother Rabbit was really curious and asked, "What is the old cow doing there?" … Uh, can't it still give birth to calves for cows? ”

"Yes, the master also thinks so, so he advises this bull, you are old and a little more restrained, don't do so much." Liangchen paused again, and looked at Brother Rabbit with a smile on his face, "What do you guess Lao Niu said?" ”

"How do the slaves know." Brother Bunny covered his teeth and smiled.

"The old cow told the master with an innocent face, can't you tell the new man that I'm not a cow?"

After telling this story, Liangchen looked at Brother Rabbit with deep meaning. He said it very tactfully, good brother, if you know each other, don't toss me, okay?

Lao Tzu is a male!

Brother Rabbit didn't seem to understand, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and then looked at Liangchen with a strange expression.

"Do you understand what we mean?" Liangchen was worried that the other party didn't understand what he meant.

Brother Rabbit nodded and said, "The slave family understands." ”

"It's good to understand." The good minister is happy, and it is much easier to deal with people who understand.

I don't want Brother Rabbit to understand as much as he thought, but he threw a flattering eye and said shyly: "Does my brother want the slave family to treat you like that little bull?" ”

You're a turtle grandson...

Liangchen wanted to vomit blood.

"Brother, rest assured, the skills of the slave family are very high, and those who have tried the skills of the slave family in Beijing praise the slave family." In order to convince Liangchen of his skills, Brother Rabbit actually stood up and stood up confidently in front of Liangchen.

After standing up, I heard a "plop" sound, followed by a scream of "ah".

Liangchen rubbed his right hand, and looked at Brother Rabbit who was covering his face and staring at him blankly: Grandma is a bear, and Lao Tzu is not a master of Guanyin!

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Author's note: The matter of the "diplomacy" of the scholars of the Ming Dynasty is not apocryphal, nor is it a false smear, but it is true. There are many records in the notes of the Ming Dynasty.