Qian Duoduo was fourteen or fifteen years old, an age when she was innocent, innocent and ignorant. The classmates around her always thought that the first criterion for beauty was to be big. However, Zhang Jinghui received the traditional education of our country, etiquette, justice and shame.

The beauty of the soul is the real beauty. And the little Lolita is almost ten years younger than Zhang Jinghui. The type of education she received has been in line with the world, and the rules of etiquette, justice and shame have also changed. She only pays attention to the appearance, not the heart. This is the legendary

There is a generation gap, so the things that Qian Duoduo thinks he is proud of have different meanings in Zhang Jinghui's eyes.

Seeing that Wang Busheng and Qian Daduo were still looking at her, Zhang Jinghui said angrily, "If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes."

Qian Duoduo has known Zhang Jinghui since he was a child. As the saying goes, rabbits don’t eat grass beside their nests. Um, well, Qian Duoduo just finished making rabbits, just last night. But Qian Duoduo is also educated and more traditional. A gentleman can

Romantic, but not obscene. They are all four romantic talents. When did the four obscene talents appear? Obviously, it is very obscene to stare at someone's chest all the time, especially when there is still saliva, and more money is spent quietly wiping it.

I wiped the drool from my mouth and couldn't bear to move my eyes away.

It doesn't matter if the king doesn't die. Women, if they are so beautiful, they are just for men. Otherwise, who would sell those small movies of the Japanese country?

However, Wang Busui still felt shameless. After watching it for the last three to five minutes, he also moved his eyes away, adding fire to the fire pit.

The mobile phones could not be turned on, and the hope of leaving here was shattered. Everyone seemed very depressed. They all sat there quietly without saying a word, staring at the fire pit and baking their clothes.

The depressing atmosphere slowly spread among these people. It didn't matter if the king died. He would die when he deserved to die. If he didn't deserve to die, he couldn't die even if he wanted to.

Wang Bu Shou stood up and looked at the blurry mountain peaks in the distance, the rolling river, the leaves and grass buds with only a little of their heads exposed, and the few small animals struggling in the water. The fate of those animals was obvious.

No species is small against the power of nature.

Wang Bushi wanted to recite a poem. But he had no ink in his stomach, so he had no choice but to give up the idea, looked at Qian Shiduo, and said: "Little handsome boy, recite a poem."

Qian Duoduo was still in a daze. When he heard Wang Busi calling him, he came back to his senses and asked: "What?"

"Read a poem and listen to it," Wang Bushi repeated, and then said, "It's best to be able to adapt to the situation."

"I don't know how." Now that I have more money, I can't feel that way, so I refused.

They didn't want to, and the king couldn't force him even if he died, so he thought hard and thought: "In the middle of a difficult and dangerous road, it doesn't matter if I leap into the sky and my body is broken into pieces, even if I am a ghost or a fairy."

As soon as Wang Busheng finished speaking, everyone cheered up again and put some smiles on their faces. Wang Busheng was very happy to see him. He didn't like the lifeless look. There is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is a bright future in another village.

, this is not a desperate situation, there is no need to look dead.

After the haze passed, everyone started talking about more topics. Of course, Qian Duoduo was always talking, but Qian Duoduo and Zhang Jinghui would also add a few words from time to time. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

Night slowly fell, and the day passed again. Wang Busheng once again roasted a rabbit. After everyone ate it, they all went into the den. The conditions were difficult, so everyone had to make do with it. People in the world did not care about small details, and men and women were not close to each other.

, which means that if you don’t kiss, it won’t be a big deal. Furthermore, due to the influence of the world, the people of the Ming Empire are also very open-minded now. They don’t want the first time, but only the first child.

Qian Duoduo hugged his little sister again. Zhang Jinghui was awake this time and would definitely not let Wang Busi hold her to rest. She squeezed into the deepest part of the den and Wang Busi sat down beside her.

The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, making stars like rain.

On such a rainy night, there are still stars, which is a wonder.

After a day of fear, Qian Duoduo and Qian Duoduo soon fell asleep. There was a slight snore. Zhang Jinghui took out a coat and gently put it on Qian Duoduo's body.

He curled up and sat down to his feet. Wang Busheng didn't say anything about the nonsense that the two of them would be warmer if they hugged each other. Although this was true, Wang Busheng was afraid of being regarded as a gangster, so he didn't take off his clothes generously.

He gave it to the goddess for the same reason, he was also afraid of being beaten as a gangster. Instead, he took the fire pit to the den and added a handful of firewood to it. He said, "If you can't sleep, come over and bake and warm yourself up."

Zhang Jinghui nodded, sat next to Wang's fire pit, looked at the river flowing slowly under the tree, sighed and asked, "Do you think we will die here?"

Seeing Zhang Jinghui's haggard appearance, Wang Busui also felt very distressed. There is no greater sin than making a beautiful woman sad. Wang Busui smiled and comforted: "Don't think too much, nothing will happen."

As if he thought of something, Wang BuSheng asked with a smile: "Sister Jinghui, do you know why I call you Wang BuSheng?"

Both Qian Duoduo and Qian Duoduo called Sister Jinghui, and Wang Busheng followed them. Calling her by her first name seemed too alienating. Calling her a big beauty would also be suspected of being a hooligan.

"Why?" Zhang Jinghui was also very curious. She seemed to have heard such a name before, but she couldn't remember where.

"The tortoise will not die for tens of thousands of years, the tortoise for thousands of years, the tortoise for ten thousand years," Wang Immortal explained with a smile.

Zhang Jinghui stopped laughing. She smiled, revealing her teeth as white as the stars and the moon, and said, "How can anyone say that he is a bastard like that?"

"In "Historical Records, Biography of Turtle Ce", one is called the Big Dipper Turtle, the second is called the Nanchen Turtle, the third is called the Five Star Turtle, the fourth is called the Eight Phoenix Turtle, the fifth is called the Twenty-Eight Star Turtle, the sixth is called the Sun and Moon Turtle, the seventh is called the Jiuzhou Turtle, the eighth is called

Wang Gui, my tortoise is Wang Gui, which is a high-end species among turtles, just like the tall, rich, handsome, white and beautiful people in the Ming Dynasty." Wang Busheng explained again, with a little pride on his face.

Zhang Jinghui was amused again and said: "Can you still explain it like this?"

"Yes, different people will have different views on the same thing. Lao Tzu said, 'If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are prosperous, you will help the world.' But there will also be people who are prosperous, and if they are poor, they will help the world. This is the outlook on life and

Differences in values," Wang Bushit said.

Zhang Jinghui thought about it and felt that what Wang Bushit said was quite reasonable, so she said: "Speaking of values, this is somewhat similar to the meaning that it is not that there is no beauty in the world, but that there is a lack of discovery."

"It's a bit interesting," Wang Busheng said with a smile after looking at Zhang Jinghui: "But some people are artificially beautiful and have had their faces operated on, but you are really beautiful."

When Zhang Jinghui heard this, a blush quickly appeared on her face. She knew she was good-looking, but this was the first time someone told her that she was good-looking in front of her. Women always like people to praise themselves, but when she thought of Wang Busheng's greed for money,

, could this boy be teasing himself? He raised his head and glanced at Wang BuSie. Fortunately, although Wang BuSie had a smile on his face, his eyes were still very clear, and there were no evil thoughts.

So he said with a smile: "How do you know I haven't used a knife on my face?"

Wang Bushi thought for a while and said: "This is a feeling. You are a very real person. Although you always hide your emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, they will always show up in the corner of your eyes." Wang Bushi's explanation was very clear.

It's far-fetched. In fact, Wang Busheng came to the conclusion after holding Zhang Jinghui in his arms and observing her face for a long time.

Zhang Jinghui was unable to answer the call. Others saw through her and seemed a little embarrassed. She just smiled stupidly and said: "You are so observant."

"I always take a few more glances at beautiful women," Wang Bushi answered honestly.

Well, okay, this is suspected of teasing others.

After looking at Wang Busheng, Zhang Jinghui shut her mouth. On such a night, if something happened, she would not want to see it.

After a while, Zhang Jinghui's body warmed up and she walked into the den and closed her eyes.

Wang Bu stayed at the fire pit until the fire in the pit went out, and then he walked into the den.

Although there was no alarm clock or rooster crowing, everyone woke up at dawn. The rain was much lighter, but the river water had not yet dropped. Fortunately, this big tree was hundreds of years old and had lush branches and leaves.

The trunk of the tree is thick, but it still stands firm in the river. Just like a king who is immortal, he will never fall down at any time.

Because everyone was warming up by the fire pit yesterday, there were grass ashes on their faces, with patches of white and patches of black on their faces. They all looked very funny.

Qian Duoduo quietly took Zhang Jinghui's hand and whispered something, then the two stood up and walked out.

Qian Duoduo grabbed his little sister and asked, "Little sister, what are you going to do? It's dangerous outside."

"I have something to do," he said, pulling Zhang Jinghui and walking out.

He had more money and was very worried. After all, it was still raining outside and the tree trunks were very slippery. If he accidentally fell into the river, he would be in trouble. So he took his sister's hand again and persuaded: "What's the matter?

Just let me do it for you, and you can rest assured.”

Qian Duoduo shook off his brother's hand and said angrily: "I need to pee, can you do it for me?"

"Ah, hehe, hehe" Qian Duoduo covered his face and laughed dryly.

"Hmph. You have to force me to say dirty words." After saying this, Qian Duoduo pulled the blushing Zhang Jinghui out of the den and walked towards the back of the den.

Wang Busheng laughed so hard that his branches trembled with laughter. Well, okay, he just showed his teeth and claws.

The two women whispering was naturally a private matter, and going outside was also a matter of privacy. Wang Busheng had long thought that as the leader of the current team, Wang Busheng would be concerned about the safety of the team members, so he did not stop it. After all, it was a matter of privacy.

No one can replace it.

"Don't laugh. There are shreds of flesh on your teeth. It's disgusting." Qian Duoduo looked at Wang Busheng dissatisfied and said.

"Um" Wang Busui closed his mouth and concentrated on picking his teeth. I don't know if Beauty Zhang saw it last night. It affected his image.

Zhang Jinghui and Qian Duoduo came to the outside of the den and walked outside. In order to prevent being spied on, the two of them observed them for a long time. After all, animals nowadays know how to disguise themselves. Who knows if the two people in the den are the same.

Seeing that there was no movement in the den, and no organs such as heads and eyes were exposed, the two of them were relieved. Zhang Jinghui was observing the surroundings, while Qian Duoduo stepped on a thick tree trunk with both feet and held on to the upper trunk with both hands.

Then take off your pants and start solving life's major issues.

Neither of them went to the toilet yesterday, and they ate greasy food, so it took a little longer. Fortunately, children's digestive systems are relatively developed and their speed is still very fast.

Everyone will have a consensus. When going to the toilet, of course, you will squat in a pit. You will choose a pit that no one has squatted in. For no reason, this is human instinct. Zhang Jinghui also found a tree trunk again.

After stepping on it a few times, I saw that it was relatively strong, so I felt relieved and walked over.

Holding the tree trunk with one hand, he took off his pants. If there were men present, people with heart disease would definitely relapse, and people with no hidden diseases would also bleed from seven holes, because this scene is so beautiful.

"The cold spring brings a bath in the Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water washes away the fat. The servant lifts up the fragile body, which is the beginning of new blessings."

The imperial concubine taking a bath is considered to be the most beautiful scene in the world. This is absolutely wrong. At least the beautiful lady Zhang Jinghui pulling her daddy is much more eye-catching than any scene in the bath. The silhouette that catches the eye is the most beautiful in the world.

Artwork. What a beautiful word.
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