Huangfu Yingyang listened to Xing Zhiying's explanation, lowered his head and muttered: "I see, then I am really ignorant. Well...what was your original name?"
Xing Zhiying looked hesitant and said with a small mouth: "Why should I tell you?"
Huangfu Yingyang laughed and said: "What's the big deal if you don't tell? I don't have to know, but remember to tell your husband in the future, so that others won't laugh at your name secretly, ha..."
Xing Zhiying's cheeks were stained, and she finally said in a low voice: "Actually, it doesn't matter to tell you. When I was a child, my name was 'Xianyu', 'Xian' means 'fine' and weak, 'Yu' means I cherish my feathers."
Huangfu Yingyang said in a humming voice: "Yes, the name is quite interesting, but Xianyu is not just fine hair, you are really a hairy girl."
Xing Zhiying hesitated, and couldn't help but said angrily: "Why do you have so many twisted thoughts, can't you not laugh at me?"
Huangfu Yingyang turned a deaf ear and said with great interest: "Speaking of your name, I think of a couplet. Please try to see if you can match it."
"The second couplet is 'Mr. Rough Beast Stone', so what should the first couplet be?"
Xing Zhiying frowned and spat softly: "You're bored, that's why you're going to 'Die Queen of Bricks'."
Huangfu Yingyang laughed loudly and said: "Xiaoying'er is so sensitive, it seems that she considers herself a 'fine-feathered poultry'?"
Xing Zhiying's face turned red, she only regretted that she had easily fallen for Huangfu Yingyang's words again, and now she would be laughed at by him for not having a brain but for being tall.
In her embarrassment, she heard the little lamb in her arms bleating continuously, shaking its head and kicking its legs. She was so surprised that she couldn't be shy anymore. Xing Zhiying quickly asked: "What's wrong with it? Does it feel uncomfortable for me to hold it?"
Huangfu Yingyang hesitated and said: "I haven't taken care of this one, but I guess it's probably hungry and is rubbing itself around in the hope of feeding."
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Xing Zhiying was already stunned by Huangfu Yingyang's repeated teasing. After hearing this, she even more suspected that he meant something. She couldn't help but scolded: "You! What are you talking about?"
Huangfu Yingyang was startled when he heard this. Then he looked at Xing Zhiying's expression of shame and anger. A girl's body lay across his mind. Although her breasts were not firm enough and her butt was far from perky, she was still so delicate and pure.
, heart-pounding.
He shook his head with difficulty. He originally wanted to wave away the lingering thoughts, but unexpectedly, the drunkenness also took the opportunity to occupy the top of his head. Huangfu Yingyang's face was suddenly filled with a layer of red heat, and he smiled and said: "I said Xiao Ying'er
, do you know the difference between rams and ewes?"
Xing Zhiying didn't expect Huangfu Yingyang to suddenly say such a sentence, and she was stunned and said: "What's the difference? Does the ram have horns, but the ewe doesn't?"
Huangfu Ying smiled and said vaguely: "What about the stallion and the mare?"
Xing Zhiying raised her eyebrows and said displeasedly: "I asked you about the lamb. What did you do with the horse? How do I know the difference between a male horse and a female horse? Do male horses run faster?"
Huangfu Yingyang's smile became even brighter, and he said with approval: "Xiao Ying'er is really smart, but running fast is just an appearance. You probably don't know the real reason, which is to use a fast horse and a whip~"
Xing Zhiying was confused by what she heard, but she could see Huangfu Yingyang wandering closer with a drunken evil smile on his face. She was alert and stood up quickly and said: "I'm afraid you are drunk.
I'll go find Senior Ruiyang to take care of you."
Huangfu Yingyang snorted, waved his hands and said: "No, Brother Chang's drinking capacity is not as good as mine. He is probably drunk to death by now. I think you should take care of me."
While he was speaking, his body suddenly softened and he leaned directly towards Xing Zhiying. Xing Zhiying jumped, and without having time to think about it, he quickly let go of the little lamb and took advantage of the situation to support Huangfu Yingyang's body.
The little lamb seemed to be sleeping well, and rolled over as soon as it hit the ground. After getting up, it was still nuzzling at Xing Zhiying's feet.
Xing Zhiying felt a little relieved when she saw this, but she heard Huangfu Yingyang's slightly panting voice saying: "Yes, Xiaoying'er's body is fragrant and soft, it's really comfortable to lean against."
Xing Zhiying only felt a hot and humid breath spraying on her temples, and her heart suddenly became confused. She blushed and said, "Get up quickly. What will you do if someone sees you?"
Huangfu Yingyang said nonchalantly: "Why are you so nervous, Xiao Ying'er? I am known as the 'Seven Times a Night Man' and the 'Silver Gun Overlord'. How can I take this mere scene seriously?"
Xing Zhiying's face turned red and she scolded in a low voice: "A noble citizen of Daliang wants to be nicknamed a Japanese pirate. What's so smug about it? If you are really confident about your marksmanship, I will accompany you to compete.
Just enough to make you sweat and sober up."
Huangfu Yingyang was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but put his forehead on his head and burst out laughing. He was laughing so hard that he had no trace of manners at all.
Xing Zhiying was even more frightened when she saw this, and begged in a low voice: "Stop laughing, do you think they didn't pay attention to us? Otherwise, you...!"
She suddenly paused in the middle of her words. It turned out that her delicate red lips were invaded for the first time since she could remember.
But the loss of consciousness was only for a moment. Xing Zhiying immediately bit her silver teeth and struck Huangfu Yingyang's chest with a palm, twisting her body to get away at the same time.
Xing Zhiying was angry with this palm, having already used 50% of her real power. Huangfu Yingyang just grunted, and instead of retreating, he stretched out his arms to wrap around Xing Zhiying's waist, and came closer and said, "Want to run away?
Is there anything that cheap?"
Xing Zhiying was so angry that her lips trembled, and she sternly scolded: "Huangfu Yingyang! Are you seeking death?"
Huangfu Yingyang spat out angrily and said disapprovingly: "You little girl, you are so proud of yourself. You were just ruined by a three-legged monster. How can I not be worthy of you?"
A snapping sound was heard, and the furious Xing Zhiying finally broke out completely. Huangfu Yingyang touched his hot left cheek, and in his drunken eyes, he only heard her venomous words: "You, say it again, one,
all over!"
Before Huangfu Yingyang could react, there was a snap on his right cheek, and he said in a voice obviously tinged with sobs: "Say it again!"
Huangfu Yingyang sighed softly and said slowly: "I deserve to die. You can hit me if you like. It's just that I'm very thick-skinned, so I better not hurt your hand."
Xing Zhiying was already preparing to fight, but when she heard this, she suddenly stopped, managed to suppress a sob, and then hid her face and ran away.
Huangfu Yingyang stood stunned for a moment, and finally said with a wry smile: "That's all, this is considered a 'complete' merit. Tsk...it means that this little girl's hands are really strong."
While he was carefully soothing his red and swollen cheeks, he heard several whining sounds. Huangfu Yingyang lowered his head and saw that it was the little lamb leaning at his feet, seemingly begging for mercy.
Suddenly an evil smile appeared on the corner of Huangfu Yingyang's mouth, and there seemed to be greed rolling in it.