1403. Chapter 1403 I have no other demands and just want to be with you forever
After causing uproar in the city, Lan Ya gave him this book; and the method provided was really unreliable, wasn't it?
Sick, have hemorrhoids? Have diarrhea? Have constipation?
What kind of bad author writes this to defraud royalties?
However, after letting out a breath of anger, he picked up the book on the ground and flipped through a few pages, and then deeply studied the paragraph "What methods do men usually use to sleep with you?"
There were quite a lot of methods mentioned. He simply looked at a few common ones and silently wrote them down in his mind.
Then he returned to the mahjong table, pushed Lan Ya, and at the same time returned the torn book that was covered with footprints to Lan Ya, and then raised his middle finger with contempt: "Let's play."
"How do you like it?" Chang Mian whistled.
Qin Shou coughed lightly: "Look Mao! Do you need to see that thing? It's just used as toilet paper."
Chang Mian shrugged.
Fu Hong waved to Lanya: "Come here."
Then he left the show and returned to the room to see if Ziyang kicked the quilt. She always had the habit of kicking the quilt. At this moment, most of her shoulders were exposed. Fu Hong walked over and covered her with the quilt again, using the remote control to adjust it.
After checking the temperature in the room, he gently closed the door, pushed Lan Ya gently, and continued playing by himself...
Ziyang seemed to have endless dreams in her sleep.
Really, it seemed like she couldn't finish it, and it hit her brain one after another. After that, she woke up from her dream, screamed, and sat on the bed dripping with sweat, staring blankly at the dim scenery outside the window.
lights.
No, she suddenly burst into tears.
That's not a dream! That's not a dream at all!
How could there be such a real dream!
That must have really happened, it wasn't her going crazy, it was her memory, her memory!
How could she forget Honghong?
How could she forget her master? How could she forget her husband?
Ancient memories kept washing over her brain.
She has not forgotten, she is disappointed, she hates it.
Because she was also waiting for him, waiting for him life after life, but she had never waited, so she told herself not to wait anymore, not to wait for him anymore.
She remembered it.
On that day, she and Hong Hong got married, but those people, under the guise of being a righteous teacher, planned to poison Hong Hong and wanted to steal her token of love. She was sitting alone in her new house, but suddenly something happened.
Someone broke in.
She fought hard alone, looking at the horizon with blood spattered on her own. In the end, she couldn't match the number of those people, and finally fell into Honghong's arms. In the end...
She didn't know what happened to Honghong later. She only knew that she walked alone on Wangchuan Cliff and crossed Mengpo Bridge. She refused to drink Mengpo soup because she didn't want to forget Honghong.
She wants to be his bride in the next life, she wants to be his bride in the next life.
But how will she become a man in her next life?
She and Honghong looked at each other with tears in their eyes. She and Honghong had no future because they were both men. There was no such thing as the habit of cutting sleeves at that time. It was something that the world would never tolerate, so she pretended to marry him.
A woman wants Honghong to leave and hopes that he can have a good marriage.
Then in the third life, she stayed in that family for less than a year before she was poisoned to death by her aunt.
Why is it so tragic?
She is unwilling to drink Meng Po soup again and again, and only hopes to renew her relationship with Hong Hong. Why is it so tragic?