Song Jiang held Yan Poxi in his arms, pressed her smooth body tightly against his, and said, "Poxi, I will never leave you behind."
After hearing this, Yan Poxi pretended to be sweet and happy. She stroked Song Jiang's chest with a pair of tender fingers and said, "Haha, you said no. Didn't you say you are going to Qingzhou tomorrow?" Yan Poxi said this and paused. He said at once: "By the way, Sanlang, you will go to Qingzhou tomorrow, and your brother..."
Song Jiang said: "Oh, my brother will also go with me."
"Sanlang, does your brother need your help?" Yan Poxi coaxed Song Jiang into confusion. Now he could finally make his own calculations openly and said: "Where is he from? It doesn't sound like him." He’s from here,”
Song Jiang gave a gracious expression and said: "My mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have such smart ears. My brother is actually not from here, but from Qingzhou. It's because he left home when he was young and did business in various places. His accent became mixed. Now he is rich and has returned to his hometown in fine clothes. However, It turns out that the ancestral home in my hometown has been occupied by someone else, so he has no choice but to ask me for help. I will go there tomorrow and give you a pair of gold bracelets to wear."
After hearing this, Yan Poxi thought to herself, she didn't expect this handsome young man to be a businessman from all over the world. He returned to his hometown in fine clothes. Wouldn't it be a wealthy family? And his hometown is in Qingzhou. If there is a future, it is not a bad idea to live in Yuncheng. This was a good thing. Yan Poxi felt that now he didn't have to wrong himself, and he could get rid of Song Jiang. It seemed that Shi Jin had become a turning point in his life. The more Yan Poxi thought about it, the happier he became, but at the moment he asked calmly: "You said he was returning home in glory?" , why don't you wear anything rich or noble? He couldn't be here to ask you for money, right?"
Song Jiang smiled and said: "How could it be possible? He is a person who enjoys a large fortune. Don't look at him young. There are tens of thousands of people under him. In the future, it will become bigger and bigger. I am afraid that the business will be prosperous, and there will be nothing. It can stop his development." Song Jiang's words had a different meaning, but Yan Poxi didn't know the metaphor. She thought that this handsome young man really had a rich and powerful family, but she didn't know that in fact, what Song Jiang said was, It was Shi's rebellion that attacked the city. Those thousands of people were not men, but powerful soldiers under his command. Song Jiang said this, lowered his head slightly, looked in the direction of Yan Poxi through the darkness and said: "Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, although He is not ostentatious, but have you noticed that my good brother has something vaguely..." Song Jiang actually wanted to say "the aura of an emperor", but when he reached his lips, he took it back and added: "The aura of wealth and honor. gas,"
Yan Po said pity: "The slave family is focused on you, but how can they be so careful and have the aura of wealth and honor? In the eyes of the slave family, you love the house and the bird, your brother just begs for food, and you also regard him as superior. "
"Haha" Song Jiang laughed and said, "I'm not praising him. My virtuous brother is not something that ordinary people can compare to."
"So, he is even more powerful than our Sanlang," Yan Poxi said as her dexterous jade hands walked from Song Jiang's chest like a little man walking, exchanging two onion-like jade fingers. On Song Jiang's neck, Yan Poxi picked up a finger and gently hooked Song Jiang's chin, with some teasing ambiguity in it, and said: "You think so highly of him, and you have been talking for a long time, what kind of business do you, a good brother, do? Even you are so flattering,"
Yan Poxi's question made Song Jiang a little embarrassed. Song Jiang paused for a moment and then said: "My brother does all kinds of business. The biggest business now is escorts outside the customs. Anyway, you don't understand it. You are a very powerful person." The offspring of
Yan Poxi said oh, thinking that since he is a escort, he also has a place and a half in the world. How can the ancestral home be occupied by others? Isn't it strange? Yan Poxi had a question in his heart, but in an instant And I thought to myself, it doesn’t matter what he does, as long as this man is rich, so my mother and I followed, wouldn’t we live like nobles and nobles in those days? Yan Poxi thought to herself and said: "It seems that he is really a man." Amazing guy, you brought me here. There is no way our small temple can accommodate a big Buddha like that. If we don’t have delicious food and drink to offer, I’m afraid it will be a neglect. How can you, the elder brother, have face? Tomorrow When will you set off, I will prepare a table of food and wine."
"Don't bother, I'll leave early tomorrow morning," Song Jiang was pleased with Yan Poxi's sudden sensibleness, and his heart was filled with warmth and warmth.
"Then after you have settled the matter, be sure to invite your brother to stay at home for a few days. I will prepare some wine and meat and entertain him well," Yan Poxi calmly paved the way for his future plans.
"Okay, it's rare that you have such thoughts. With you taking care of the housework for me, I feel relieved and happy, haha," Song Jiang said and smiled to himself.
Yan Poxi felt secretly happy after hearing this, and then she took a step closer and said, "We've been talking for a long time, what is your brother's name?"
"Call Wang Gongzi," Song Jiang was afraid that Yan Poxi would know too much and cause unnecessary trouble to Shi Jin's safety, so he referred to Shi Jin by his usual title.
"Young Master Wang..." Yan Poxi muttered to herself in her heart. She knew everything she needed to know at the moment. If she continued to talk in a cliché, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to say more.
So Yan Poxi yawned loudly and said, "It's getting late. You have to go to Qingzhou tomorrow. Those who are traveling far away should go to bed early." Then she squirmed twice and got out of Song Jiang's arms. After breaking free, Yan Poxi pulled another quilt to cover her body, turned over, wrapped the quilt tightly, and said nothing more.
"Po Xi..." Song Jiang was a little overwhelmed and put his hand on Yan Po Xi's shoulder.
Yan Poxi didn't say anything, she faced inward and didn't move her whole body. Song Jiang looked at her and couldn't do anything about her, so he covered Yan Poxi with the quilt and fell asleep by himself.
As soon as he closed and opened his eyes, the night passed by in a flash. Early the next morning, before it was bright, Song Jiang got up from the gray scene, but this disturbed Yan Poxi who was sleeping next to him.
"Where are you going," Yan Poxi asked sleepily.
"The yamen still has some official work to do, so I have to go there in person now," Song Jiang said, already standing up, putting on his own clothes, and putting his boots on his feet.
Yan Poxi half-turned around and said, "Aren't you going to accompany your brother to Qingzhou today?"
Song Jiang took up the conversation and said: "That's why I have to go to the Yamen earlier to finish my official duties."
Yan Poxi stretched out a snow-white arm to support half of her body and asked: "Then when are you going to come back? Your brother will have breakfast with us."
Song Jiang watched Yan Poxi fall under the quilt, revealing a snow-white arm and half of her breasts. He gently pulled up the quilt and covered Yan Poxi's body, saying: "Be careful of catching a cold. I won't talk about singing half a song when I go here." At this time, my brother would like to trouble my wife to arrange breakfast for you."
Song Jiang covered Yan Po Xi with a quilt, and just as he was about to take his hand back, Yan Po Xi's catkin unexpectedly covered it up, pressed Song Jiang's hand, and said softly: "It's dark outside, Sanlang, take your time. Go away and come back slowly, don't be impatient,"
After hearing this, Song Jiang felt inexplicably moved in his heart. He tightened Yan Poxi's hand and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll go then."
Yan Poxi hummed softly, and Song Jiang left the door. As the door hinge turned, Song Jiang stepped back and closed the door slowly. As the sound of Song Jiang's footsteps going downstairs gradually faded away, , Yan Poxi's sleepy eyes opened in vain, her eyes turned around nimbly, and then she stood up, took out a freshly made clothes and put them on. After washing them, she lit a red candle and sat in front of the mirror. Yan Poxi painted her eyebrows with eyebrows, dyed her lips red, combed her hair, put her hair in a bun, and applied a little pink and pink. With her delicate dress, Yan Poxi looked three more charming.
Yan Poxi took the golden hairpin that Song Jiang had bought for him and inserted it into her bun. She picked out the jewelry one by one and carefully selected them in turn to wear them. Finally, she chose the most suitable ones to wear in a set. On the body.
Yan Poxi had packed everything up, and it was now mostly dark. A large swath of morning glow appeared on the sky, and some light filtered through the paper windows, making the room dim and gray. Yan Poxi looked at herself in the mirror. , turned a subtle angle, straightened her chest slightly, revealing the charm of her figure, and said delicately as if in a rehearsal: "Po Xi, you are beautiful to begin with,"
This is a great opportunity to ask for directions. In Yan Poxi's eyes, temptation is just a mutual conquest between men and women. It's like a master's fight, each move is a great one, and every step is difficult and dangerous. Yan Poxi made the best preparations here. She stood tall Looking at herself, the ambiguous flow of her eyes is full of confidence. This confidence not only comes from her own beauty, but also comes from a saying that she has always regarded as the Bible, there is no cat that does not steal sex.
Yan Poxi had everything ready, so she lifted the golden lotus lightly, twisted her hips slightly and went downstairs to Shi Jin's room.
Shi Jin, who was still sleeping at this moment, was suddenly awakened by a gentle knock on the door. During these days when Shi Jin was traveling around the world, he was always on guard. These two gentle knocks made Shi Jin. Jin couldn't help but turned over and started to move, and quickly touched the waist knife. After his eyes widened and his mind became clear, the tight string in his mind relaxed.
Shi Jin put down the waist knife gently, put on his boots, and said in a loud voice: "But brother Song Jiang, the younger brother is coming." Saying that, Shi Jin was extra cautious and took the simple knife with him and hung it on his waist. If there was a slight movement outside the door, Shi Jin could come out and kill the person in an instant.