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Chapter 439 Something big happened(1/2)

I want to express my thoughts to Yaoqin,

If you have few close friends, who will listen if your string is broken?

The night is dark and the north wind is raging. People who are running for life never dare to stop.

In the small courtyard of the Wang family, a few winter plum blossoms bloomed quietly, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing down a few leaves.

Wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. After drinking it, the liver and intestines will be severed and the head will split.

Wang Bushi felt very bad after drinking. They said that the feeling after drinking was like a dream, just like the touch of a lover, the warm embrace of a lover, and all the beauty in a dream. But Wang Bushi didn't think so. After drinking too much, he felt really bad.

It was so uncomfortable. His body was hot, his mouth felt dizzy, and his head was dizzy. Even if he was a helpless naughty boy, Wang Bushi felt that he was no match for him.

Of course, there are also benefits after being drunk, such as diuresis, which is effective for people with sexual dysfunction.

As the only heroine present in the Wang family, Leng Bingbing was very busy that night. One moment she poured tea and the other prepared sobering soup for Wang Busheng. She did not beat or scold Wang Busheng, nor did she feel any resentment because her husband went out to drink.

Anger, on the other hand, is attentive care, which is still rare in this world. As a virgin wife, Leng Bingbing's performance is remarkable, and she is considered a good match.

"Water", the confused Wang Bu Shou shouted again. This was already the eighteenth time Wang Bu Shou drank water. It was a waste of water due to his drunkenness.

Hearing Wang Bu's cry, Leng Bingbing, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cup of tea with a moderate temperature was handed to Wang Bu's face.

Wang Bu Shou slowly opened his eyes, took a sip of tea, then looked at Leng Bingbing and asked, "Where are the white cats and black dogs?"

"They have already gone to bed" Leng Bingbing replied softly.

It was also a very hard day for White Cat and Black Dog. Being a driver was also a physical job, and for the sake of the face of the men of the Ming Empire, the two of them also worked very hard. Faced with the teasing of several foreign girls, the two of them fought hard and gritted their teeth.

I persisted and finally cut several international friends to their crotches during the intermission.

"Where are Liu Mei, Zhu Wu, and Boss Wang?"

Leng Bingbing smiled slightly and said, "Ms. sir, it's already midnight, they must be asleep at this moment."

"But what should I do in the toilet?" Wang Busui felt a little embarrassed. As a male protagonist, I don't say that I won't get drunk after a thousand cups, but I can't drink three or five bottles of liquor in this era, which is similar to the beer content in my previous life. But I couldn't.

I was drunk, and I was so drunk that it seemed like my feet were no longer my own. When I got out of the car, my loyal servants, the white cat and the black dog, carried me down. Even now, my legs and feet are still weak, and I have no strength at all.

.It’s a bit difficult to go to the toilet alone.

A trace of flush appeared on Leng Bingbing's tired face, and then he said, "Mr., am I not here?"

"Um, Sister Leng, it seems inconvenient." I am not a paraplegic, so it seems a bit inappropriate to ask an unmarried woman to wait on me to go to the toilet. Neither is my fiancée. Leng Bingbing is not a high-paying escort, as long as

The price is reasonable and you can sleep with her.

"It doesn't matter, we are husband and wife, what's the inconvenience?"

"Well, I think I can tolerate it for a while."

Leng Bingbing didn't insist anymore. After all, that layer of membrane was still there, and it was a bit hard to talk about something. I couldn't let it go.

Endure the calm for a while, take a step back to open up the sky, change your posture when you can't bear it, and endure it again. There are no obstacles in life that you can't overcome, and there are no pains that you can't bear, but holding in your urine is really uncomfortable. After less than ten minutes, Wang Busheng felt that he was about to die.

I'm so suffocated, I'm like a perverted monk who just shaved my head. I always want to vent my anger.

Well, he is a man, and he is not the one who suffers, not to mention that the person who takes advantage is his unmarried daughter-in-law. If he really thinks this way, there is no obstacle in Wang Busui's heart, "Sister Leng, I want to go to the toilet."

"Uh oh oh, let me help you up",

His legs were weak and his steps were staggering. It was very difficult for Wang Bu to walk, and it was also very hard for Leng Bingbing to support him. All of Wang Bu's weight was resting on Leng Bing. Leng Bing supported his body and moved slowly. It is difficult to imagine those who are sick in bed.

How hard it is to serve a person who has been in bed for many years. There is no filial son at the bedside for a long time, and there is no good wife at home for a long time. It is really rare to be able to persevere.

In just a few steps, Wang Busheng felt like he had walked twenty-five thousand steps all over again, and it was so hard that it was unnecessary.

Fortunately, the toilets of wealthy people are not outside. There is basically a toilet next to the bedroom. Opening the door, Wang Busui stood against the wall and said, "Okay, Sister Leng. I can do it myself."

"You really can".

Wang Bushi nodded heavily, "I can do it."

Leng Bingbing no longer insisted. After all, she was not a brothel girl and had no sense of shame. Leng Bingbing said that she would not be able to accept the matter of letting her man urinate for a while.

He let out a hearty release, and then returned to the bedroom with cold support.

After all the tossing, Wang Bu died and lost sleep. He leaned on the bed, as if talking to himself, or asking Leng Bingbing, "How many accidents will there be in life, are they good or bad?"

"There are countless accidents in life, unexpected encounters, unexpected acquaintances, unexpected injuries, unexpected endings. We keep the good ones, and we can turn the bad ones into good ones." As expected, only those who have read the book can say this.

Such philosophical words.

Wang Bushi smiled slightly, "Sister Leng, what you said is really good."

Leng Bingbing smiled slightly, without saying anything, and pulled the charcoal basin, and a few sparks popped out.

"I used to live with my grandpa in the mountains without a single playmate or friend. The sky is as big as a palm, and every plant and tree is so familiar that I couldn't be more familiar with it. However, I have only been down the mountain for more than half a year, and I unexpectedly got to know you, Sister Jinghui.

There are also Liu Mei, black dog, white cat, boss, etc.

I have earned money and have so many friends. Am I so lucky? I am worried that one day suddenly everything I have will disappear. I go back to the mountain again and when I open my eyes, I just

I had a longer dream."

"Don't you see, there are turmoils in the three realms, just because the sky will never end, and the mind will be clear if there is no thought, there is no going, no coming, no birth and death. There is no luck in human life, it is all the result of hard work," tucked up the corners of the quilt

, Leng Bingbing continued, "Man can conquer the sky, work hard not to lose what you have gained, and work hard to recover what you have lost. I will always be by your side. There is no sun in the sky, no stars in the night, and no fish in the sea. I will still be waiting for you as before."

Leng Bingbing threw the dog food without any preparation, which made Wang Bu Shou a little unacceptable. He took Leng Bing Bing's cold little hand and put it into his bed. Wang Bing Bing showed the most sincere smile on his face, "It's great to have you."

When a person dies, the lights are extinguished. An accident in his previous life ended everything in his previous life. Everything is lost, including his lover, wealth, and the place he has struggled for. But what happens after hard work? What has he changed? He is reborn and comes to this place.

In an unknown place, I lived a fairly satisfactory life and had my own life.

Everything he wants to have, endless money, endless delicious food and three beautiful wives who can't have enough fun. Life is like this, and what else can a husband ask for? Wang Busheng is very worried that a sudden accident will cause him to lose everything he has now.

The annoying powerful man threw himself into an unknown place, and everything started again.

A glimpse of autumn water shakes the heart and soul

Missing my lover every night

The red maple leaves cover half of the mountain

Frustration in the cold window is hard to find anymore

Autumn breeze, thin curtains and empty curtains

Late at night, the lights are dim and the tears are dripping

The maple fire is so lonely that the temple is far away

Cold clothes and quilts make people lose weight

Autumn twilight, a lonely crocodile admiring yellow flowers

Singing alone at night looking for a restaurant

Sitting in the red mourning place of love in the maple forest

The cold wind sweeps away the remaining clouds

" Bodhi has no tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand. It has nothing in the first place, so how could it attract dust? " Bodhi has no tree in the first place, and the bright mirror is not a stand. It has nothing in the first place. What kind of dust will be caught there? All dharma is there.

They are all caused by causes and conditions.

Illusory and unreal Dharma, but because of the self-grasping of human beings and the ego of Dharma, people believe that themselves and all Dharma are real, and therefore think that troubles are also real, as if there is no purity if they are constantly troubled. It can be seen from this that Wang

Immortal sentimentality is entirely the result of being full.

He lets him do whatever he wants, and his sword smiles to the sky. At worst, it doesn't matter if he dies again.

"Sister Leng, it's cold outside, please get in bed and lie down for a while."

Touching his cold little hand, Wang Bushit said softly.

"Uh, ah", Leng Bingbing hesitated.

Wang Bushi smiled and said, "I just chat and don't do anything else."

"Well, the credibility of this man's mouth is really low."

He raised his arm with difficulty and then put it down. Wang Bushit smiled bitterly, "Sister Leng, do you think I have the strength to do other things?"

Leng Bingbing wanted to say that he didn't need to use his hands to do that, but he was suspected of driving, so he gave up decisively, took off his shoes and socks, Leng Bingbing climbed onto the bed, and lay down against Wang Busheng's chest. Having a confidant in life is enough, having a man

Love, even if it is one-third, one-tenth is not the same

This kind of happiness, Leng Bingbing has nothing to ask for, just wants to be like this every day, seeing the evil smile on the corner of his mouth, a woman who really falls in love with a man will be willing to sacrifice a lot. Fortunately, this is a feudal society, you don’t have to think about marrying this man.

Which one should I abandon? Women in this era are very kind and tolerant.

He gently hugged Leng Bingbing and played with Leng Bingbing's long hair with his fingers. Every woman has her own unique body fragrance, just like every woman has her own unique personality. She took a deep breath and said,

Immortal's head became much clearer, "Sister Leng, if someone suddenly said that she is your aunt, would you believe it?"

"Aunt, I've never heard of it. There are many people who recognize their sons, but not many who recognize their nephews." Leng Bingbing rubbed his face against Wang Busheng's chest and closed his eyes.

"It's definitely my aunt."

"Everything must have a reason. Either it's for money or for life, or it's because you're attracted to the other person and you do it intentionally to get closer."

Well, the Headhunting Academy probably regards "Hou Hei Xue" and "Luo Zhi Jing" as textbooks, making it as bad as people think.
To be continued...
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