"That year, he came, and as soon as he saw me, he fell in love with me......"

"He fell in love with me, and I fell in love with him, and the two of us can be said to have fallen in love at first sight......"

"Later, we worshipped heaven and earth, husband and wife worshipped each other, and then ate together, slept together, bathed together, and played together......"

"That's very affectionate, envious of others!"

"Don't talk, you listen to me, that's called a talented woman, we are going to have fifteen children, seven boys and eight girls, a full fifteen!"

"There's no why, fifteen is fifteen, but, God, just when we were about to give birth to our first boy, he, he, he ......"

"Yes, he died, and he died suddenly, and he got a strange disease, and he died violently!"

"Of course I'm very sad, my heart is broken, you think, the night before, I was singing and telling jokes, and suddenly I looked at it in the morning, and when I touched it, ......it was cold!

"Yes, what's the use of crying, I also know that people are dead, and I can't cry anymore, so I have to be widowed—"

Hearing this, Fang Yin couldn't help but ask again, "What year was that year, and how old were you that year?"

Long Jiaojiao thought for a moment.

Then, start to count your hands: "One, two, three, four, five......"

Count to ten, nodded: "Anyway, it's not seven or eight years old, I remember it clearly, I remember it clearly, by the way, you don't always interrupt, where did I say just now......"

"I'll have to be a widow. ”

"Yes, yes, hey, I've been guarding it for ten years. Ten years. For a woman, that is. That's, hey, it's a terrible thing!"

"yes, yes, I don't even know how you survived. ”

"That's it, I didn't want to live anymore, so I jumped with him and jumped into the well to feed the dragon, but. But if I die, what will Daddy do? What will Daddy do? Neither of them can live without me, so I have to endure my grief and live strongly, incomparably strong, as one, one by one. That ......"

"The surviving?"

"Yes, I am a survivor, and the reason why I am not dead. It's just to give my dead ghost a widow, a lifetime, a lifetime!"

"It should be given to you, and a torii is erected!"

"What is the archway? Wait a minute, don't interrupt first, listen to me, listen to me, listen to me, where do I talk about......?"

"Dead ghosts. ”

"Well, when it comes to my dead ghost, he has already taken the first step, I, as a widow, a surviving person, originally planned to keep him a widow for the rest of his life, live to guard, keep a widow, as a result, as a result, as a result, now you see the body, and touch me, touch mine, mine, I, I, I don't live anymore Wow ......"

"I, I'm not, ...... with heart"

“...... You said that I am a widow, I died and had to remarry, and it would be good if others didn't dislike me, since this is the case, I have to marry you, which can be regarded as a mistake, um!"

"The best of both worlds?" Fang Yin really couldn't accept this leaping way of thinking: "If a widow marries a eunuch, how can she be both beautiful?"

"Hello, I'm good, everyone!" Long Jiaojiao, clenched her pink fists, and said with great certainty: "Yes, both are beautiful!"

Presumably, her dead ghost husband took away all her IQ while dying violently.

In one fell swoop, it took another ten years to create the current situation.

Fang Yin wanted to laugh very much, but he couldn't laugh, just because Fang Yin had vaguely understood something: "That's right, yes, I haven't asked for advice yet, your dead husband, your surname?"

"His surname is Yu, I call him Brother Murong!" Long Jiaojiao smiled with tears: "Murong ~~Brother~~"

Sure enough, as expected, how insidious Murong Gongzi was, only now did Fang Yin know: "That is, Yu Murong?"

"Yes, Yu Murong. This is a sentence, and the next sentence Daoist Fang finally collapsed: "So, you can also call me Yu, Yu, Mrs. Yu!"

Yu ...... Clan?" The thought flashed like lightning, who was laughing insidiously, and Boss Fang's intelligence level also returned to ten years ago: "Brother, no, yes, right?"

Peeking at the widow taking a bath and prying into the corner of a friend's wall, this is Daoist Fang, made by Murong Gongzi!

Now Yin understands it.

What a death to him!

"First a dead ghost husband, another eunuch husband, this is fate, this is fate!" Of course, Long Jiaojiao didn't agree with him at all, and sighed to herself: "Hey! The matter has come to this, so I have to cheap you, but you have to remember that I am a woman with a hard life, you must treat me well in the future, don't bully me, don't beat me or scold me, you can only love me, follow me, follow me, eat with me, sleep with me, take a bath with me, and tell me stories every night......" Under the age of eighteen, Long Jiaojiao, a second-married woman, has a beautiful vision for her married life: "We will also have fifteen children, seven boys and eight girls, fifteen!

looked at the eunuch's husband again, as if he was stupid: "No, I can't help it, I'm a eunuch, I can't give birth to children......"

Also, he was a eunuch!

This is always a big problem!

However, for Long Jiaojiao, fifty words passed through the sky~~~~

"Come! Let's go to the church, go to the church to get married, and we'll talk about the matter of having a child after we get married!" This is an order, and it must not be disobeyed: "One worships heaven and earth! The second worships the high hall! Husband and wife worship each other! And then, cough!"

She has her own appearance, and Fang Yin doesn't take it seriously, but the child's trick is completely a trick: "And then?

"Then it's a kiss, that's it, Po'er!" Long Jiaojiao pouted her little mouth and pinched it extremely loudly: "In this way, kissing each other is settled." We're husband and wife. Yah

She was. Extremely calm.

The little mouth is like a small trumpet flower, and like a big red cherry.

It's close at hand, let you pick it up.

There is also a flavor that makes people confused.

It was the fragrance of flowers, it was the fragrance of virginity, his mouth was raised high, and his eyes were tightly closed: "Come on, come on." Wooden head, hurry!

Murong Gongzi can, Fang Yin can't, the white and red, baby-like delicate skin, clean and pure, shining a delicate heart, Fang Yin has seen everything really-

It has nothing to do with the gold and jade dagger, it has nothing to do with the national seal, and it has nothing to do with Long Jiaojiao. And you got everything.

The affairs of the Fang family, the affairs of Shangqing. The affairs of the court, the affairs of the world, and all the things about Fang Yin will have a perfect ending.

Murong Gongzi, I thought of everything.

This is clear, and it is another question, a multiple-choice question.

There are only two answers, one is right and one is wrong, but Fang Yin can not choose.

Not choosing must be wrong, but it is also a choice, even if Fang Yin is a donkey, he doesn't want to lead others by the nose: "Wait a minute!"

Long Jiaojiao, who is sad and joyful, closes her eyes and waits for her relatives, and says in her heart that the dead ghost husband, don't be angry in the underworld, I have to marry again this time, and after kissing him for a while, I will pull a hook with him, pull a hook, hang yourself, a hundred years, don't change!

It's a puppy!

Don't you know, after waiting for him for a long time, he didn't come, so he had to open his eyes: "Wait a minute!"

This wooden head, there are really a lot of things, Long Jiaojiao frowned, obviously a little displeased: "Wooden head, don't be shy, this kind of thing is once born and twice cooked, you just, you just learn from me, so, Yao-"

This is already a three-way thatched house, and every time it is more and more sincere, Zhuge Liang is not as difficult as him: "Cough!"

Daoist Fang muttered: "Little princess, listen to me, this lifelong event must have the order of your parents and the words of the matchmaker, so, so, so I advise you to think about it carefully, think about it......"

"Don't say it, I know everything!" Long Jiaojiao said impatiently: "You can rest assured, Daddy and Auntie, both of them listen to me, whatever I say is what I say, you don't care about them......"

"Just say that I listen to you, I always have to fight one when I say hello!" Fang Daoist persuaded him: "After all, this is a big deal, if you don't tell them, they will definitely be unhappy in their hearts!"

"If you're not happy, you're not happy!" Long Jiaojiao snorted coldly, showing her domineering: "Anyway, I'm happy, no one cares!"

"They can't control you, but they can control me and the villain!" Fang Daoist looked nervous and pitiful: "Your mother is better, especially your father, who has a great temper and high martial arts, what if he is unhappy, clicks, and kills me with one palm?"

"He dare! Hmph, this is against him, he, he ......" Long Jiaojiao suddenly thought of a question.

The problem is, indeed, that is possible.

"So, it's better to say hi, they'll listen to you anyway, right?"

"Well, of course, then it doesn't need to be said!" Of course, 10,000 Long Jiaojiao can't fight Daoist Fang.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, now I will tell the story, once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a ......temple on the mountain," Daoist Fang began.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Long Jiaojiao quickly took off her coat, skirt and pants, and slipped into the quilt: "Come here, come and sit, sit here and talk!"

Daoist Fang, who didn't see it, stepped forward with a calm face, and sat at the head of the bed: "There is a monk in the temple, his name is Wuzen ......."

"No, no, sit down a little more, you have to hold me, hold me and say, no, no, no, you have to do this, yes, like this, hold it, wooden head, don't be shy, I'm already your person anyway......"

"There is no Zen monk, there is a junior disciple whose name is Wu Yi ......"

"Well, you, hold tighter, I'm cold ......"

"The incompetent monk is an immortal, the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie, who was born with a fat head and big ears, and is white and chub......by."

"It's so comfortable, it's so warm! Haha, I know, that's called Marshal Tianpeng, the messenger of the Pure Altar!"

"Yes, yes, Marshal Tianpeng, the messenger of the Pure Altar, on this day, Zhu Bajie's master, that is, the Lingxiu monk......"

"No, no, Zhu Bajie's master, isn't it Tang Seng?"

"It's not Tang Seng, Tang Seng is Zhu Bajie's original master, and later Zhu Bajie thought he was incompetent, so he didn't want him anymore when he was angry......"

"That's it, he deserves it! Whoever calls him can't do anything, he can only recite Amitabha, and he knows that he gets up all day long to bully Sun, Sun, Sun, Monkey ......"

There is no more follow-up.

Just fall asleep, simply and simply.

Fang Yin left, simple and crisp.

If you don't love, you don't love, Fang Yin has only Lin Dai in her heart, one person.

It is said that love, love is a fire, Fang Yin's heart is as calm as water, like stopping water.

Of course, for this young lady, she was just a little sister, and when Fang Yin was leaving, she still covered her with the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt, and wiped her dry with her sleeves, the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Can a person fall in love with two people at the same time?

Of course you can, Childe said that two people can fall in love with one person at the same time, and one person can fall in love with two people at the same time.

It's about love, and love is more than a fire.

I want to know you, you have a long life, there is no tomb, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter shakes the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are together, but dare to be with you!

Love, love, I don't know I'm stupid, but I know I love you-

Long Jiaojiao, sleeping, showing a sweet smile in her dreams.

I still don't know, only for a short time, ten years of dreams once became: "Wooden head ~~ Wooden head ~~"

Murong Gongzi, he thought of everything, including everything Fang Yin saw was really true, it was simply self-righteousness, evil spirit, it was God!

(To be continued......