Chapter 47: Why Do You Have to Be So Serious About Being a Man?
Frankly speaking, Young Master Meng has never felt that he was so upright. With a woman as beautiful as a fairy sleeping next to him, he was able to calmly fall asleep and start dreaming about his spring and autumn dreams very calmly. But in his memory, Young Master Meng seemed to remember I have hugged something, and even hugged it twice evilly. I don’t know what it was exactly.
But overall, it was quite harmonious for him and Sister Fairy to sleep in the same bed for the first time.
Nothing unpleasant happened. There was no activity of knocking someone down because someone covered themselves with a little more quilt. Of course, there was no reason for these accidents. Apart from Master Meng sleeping very hard, the reason was also because of Sister Fairy. It seems that I don't have any blankets to sleep at night.
This is really strange. It was winter. She only wore a thin white gauze dress. She didn't feel cold at all. It made Master Meng, a man who thought he was so thick-skinned that he was invulnerable to water and fire, ashamed.
He got up from the bed and stretched lazily. Looking at the unprepared Fairy Sister next to him, Meng Xinghe wondered in his heart. This girl went home with him for no reason and boldly climbed onto his bed. Bed. Are you sure that I am a gentleman who looks evil on the outside but is upright on the inside?
No. You have to try to see if this fairy is pretending to be innocent. Meng Xinghe took a closer look at the fairy sister on the bed. Although she was still covering her face until now, it was a pity that under those long eyelashes, it was as clear as crystal. It’s not difficult to imagine what kind of face it would be like to match her skin.
It is a place that captivates a country. It is still unforgettable after just one look.
Master Meng pondered in his mind. A pair of magic hands slowly stretched out towards the veil. Let me risk my life to lift the veil off your face. See how charming the face underneath is.
Master Meng's hand, like five claws, slowly straightened out. When he was about to touch Sister Fairy's veil, he suddenly saw Sister Fairy's long eyelashes swaying slightly. Then he saw her open her eyes and stare at Master Meng motionlessly.
"what are you up to."
Sister Xianzi lay on the bed and whispered. Meng Xinghe didn't know what other expressions Sister Xianzi had except seeing a glimmer of light flashing in those shining eyes.
I can't be caught peeping. I'm really unlucky. Meng Xinghe continued to stretch his paws and raised them in the air: "I didn't do anything. My muscles are cramping, can't I stretch my muscles?"
"Take your paws away. Don't touch my face." It didn't matter whether what Meng Xinghe said was true or false. Sister Fairy had never been more majestic than at this moment. Even her tone of voice was domineering.
A ghost rarely touches your face. I wonder if you are an ugly monster. Master Meng was insulted in front of his face. Naturally, he had a bad look on his face. He retracted his claws. Then he said seriously: "I am an honest businessman. Sister Fairy is eating now Mine, live in mine, wear mine, sleep in mine. I'm thinking in my mind whether I want you to work as a saleswoman in the rouge shop down there."
Humph. Don't let me see it. I'll let you go down and sell rouge and gouache. Master Meng felt extremely satisfied in his heart. He forced the fairy to sell things. I'm afraid he is the only one who can do it.
Sister Fairy paused and said innocently: "What is a prostitute?"
You come from the mountains. You don’t even know about the selling girl. You don’t know about the clients, the hustlers, and the prostitutes. Meng Xinghe felt quite helpless. This fairy who fell from the sky looked confused on her face. Cuo's expression. Master Meng didn't want to mess with her anymore.
Seeing Master Meng's tearless expression, the fairy sister sat up from the bed and combed her waist-length hair. She said, "I don't know anything. Are you going to drive me away?"
Sister Fairy's voice when she spoke was as charming as a delicate bride.
I can't stand it anymore. This fairy is killing me. A simple gesture of laying down your hair is so elegant. Master Meng looked at it in a daze. He shook his head and said: "Forget it. You can't do anything. Just do it. Just be your idler. Anyway, I just treat it as having an extra concubine."
It's really strange that Mr. Meng, the iron cock who has always been unshakable, compromised today. The fairy looked at him blankly for a few times. A trace of confusion flashed in his eyes and said: "What is the concubine? What is it used for?"
Beauty, I beg you. I can’t be cruel in front of you. This fairy really comes from heaven. She doesn’t know anything about human affairs. Fortunately, Meng Xinghe is quite honest. He is not modest at all and said: “That’s right. The so-called concubine is a resource used to prepare for war and for sex. I don’t blame you if you don’t know. It will become clear when you get familiar with her later.”
Anyway, you don’t know. Master Meng simply told the truth. After hearing this, Sister Fairy flipped it over and bit it several times. Still didn’t understand it, so she had to humbly ask for advice: “What is sex? If I become your concubine. Are you going to have sex with me?" Sister Xianzi blinked hard, hoping to let Meng Xinghe see that she was asking shamelessly.
It's hopeless. It's completely hopeless. This fairy must be a low-quality product that is not wanted in the world. She was deliberately thrown to me for training. Even that crazy girl from Taoyuan County is not so pure. Meng Xinghe felt helpless again.
No matter how the fairy on the bed looked at her for an answer, Meng Xinghe put on his clothes and went to the desk in the room. He picked up the dusty sage's book and immersed himself in reading.
Hey. After wandering around all day, it's time to read a book. Meng Xinghe opened the "Book of Songs" in his hand seriously and read aloud: "Guan Guan Jiu Jiu. In the River Continent. A graceful lady. A gentleman is so good."
This poem has been recited by Master Meng since he was in primary school. He even plagiarized this poem when he was writing a love letter. But it was useless even if he could memorize it fluently. In this era, he had to show it out for exams. goods.
He flipped through the familiar article several times in succession. After reading it, he really couldn’t read it any harder. Meng Xinghe spread his hands and picked up the brush. Even drawing circles and crosses on the paper was more difficult than reading a book. Enjoyable.
While he was thinking about whether to write chemical equations or calculus, he felt a small tap on his back. When he looked back, he saw Sister Fairy's clear and bright eyes staring blankly at him.
Isn't she still entangled in the matter of having sex? Young Master Meng broke out in cold sweat. Looking at Sister Fairy's puzzled eyes, Meng Xinghe felt that sleeping with her was the most stupid choice in his life. What a bullshit fairy. His mind was in a mess. It's like a paste. You don't know anything. Hasn't anyone taught you some basic physiological knowledge?
Master Meng had a splitting headache and his heart was as sharp as a knife. Sister Fairy held her white skirt and moved to sit next to Master Meng. She looked carefully at the brush in his hand and asked curiously: "What kind of weapon is this? Hold it carefully." That's weird." Sister Fairy's voice was mellow and crisp, which made Master Meng's heart tingle.
Weapons. A big question mark appeared on Meng Xinghe's head. This fairy doesn't even know how to write a brush. Did she really come from the sky?
It didn't matter whether she really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand. Meng Xinghe ignored him and picked up the brush to perform on the paper.
After looking at it curiously for a while, Sister Fairy actually stretched out half of her snow-white arm. She took out a writing brush from the pen holder in front of her and imitated Meng Xinghe's writing style.
A beautiful woman like Sister Xianzi is a talented woman no matter what. The calligraphy written in calligraphy is "juanxiu" and "delicate". Meng Xinghe looked forward to it in his heart. His eyes were as big as lychees.
She was writing, more or less scribbling. Her white paws were clenched into a fist. The brush in her hand looked like she was holding a fork while eating. And on the paper in front of her, all she could see was the bump. An upside down word "一".
Don't tell me you can't write Chinese characters. This was Meng Xinghe's first impression of Sister Xianzi. Sister Xianzi seemed to know that Master Meng had a bad taste. Sesu put down the brush in her hand and lowered her head secretly.
This little girl also knows that I despise her. Anyway, she is fine now. Meng Xinghe laughed a few times and said: "Sister Fairy, do you want me to teach you to write with a brush?"
Sister Fairy said nothing. She silently picked up the brush on the desk and gently placed it in Meng Xinghe's hand. This was regarded as her acquiescence.
Meng Xinghe took it over coquettishly and held Fairy Sister's snow-white little hand. It was so comfortable, warm and soft. It was simply wonderful. He taught every step of writing with a brush in a serious manner. Practice horizontal writing first and then vertical writing. After practicing it many times, Sister Fairy slowly got started.
Meng Xinghe stayed close to Sister Fairy. He felt a faint fragrance floating in the air, like a camellia. Meng Xinghe sniffed hard, let go of Sister Fairy's hand, stared at her carefully and said, "Hey. Sister Fairy, where is the gouache you smeared on your body sold? Can you tell me?"
This kind of fragrance is plain but not light, fragrant but not greasy. Just like the camellias blooming in Bashu. It is definitely much better than the "Luozidai" and "Purple Pink" from Chang'an and Dongdu. If you can get it When you get to the source of goods, that’s real money.
Meng Xinghe's expression looked a little urgent. Sister Fairy didn't seem to hear what he said. She carefully held the brush in her hand and practiced stroke by stroke according to the method taught by Master Meng before. After a while, Sister Fairy gave it to Meng Xinghe. Galaxy an accurate answer.
"I have no idea."
What's your answer? You don't even know where you bought the gouache you used. Are you an idiot? Master Meng was furious. When he met such a low-quality fairy, the clay figurine would jump out and yell.
Ignoring the fairy on the desk, Meng Xinghe tidied his clothes a little. Seeing the sun getting higher outside, he opened the door to the room and walked outside.
When he opened the door and came out, he saw Mr. Chai standing in the distance and winking at him. The lustful smile on his face made him look even more vulgar.
Seeing Meng Xinghe walking out dejectedly, Mr. Chai rushed forward to meet him. He smiled and said, "Third brother, what makes you so depressed?" Mr. Chai said and glanced at the fairy in the room with an evil look on his face. His smile became more obvious. Then he fiddled around in his arms and took out a small package of things wrapped in white paper. He said: "Is the chick inside too strong? The third brother is a little unable to do what he wants. Brother, I have a package of Qixinhehuan here. "Powder. It will be good every time you try it. It will guarantee you a strong wind every night. The "sun" will rise three poles." Mr. Chai explained the efficacy of the medicine to Meng Xinghe very carefully.
"Get out." Meng Xinghe's eyes were exposed and he gave Young Master Chai a hard look. I'm really convinced by Young Master Chai, this pervert. This guy is just a fucking pervert. He doesn't want to have an in-depth exchange of perverted thoughts with Young Master Chai. Meng Xinghe's eyes were exposed. Xinghe walked directly downstairs.
Mr. Chai was puzzled. The good things in his hand were hard to buy. For the sake of his brother, he offered to help. It’s true that dogs bite Lu Dongbin. He doesn’t know the heart of a good person. “Oh, third brother. Where are you going?" Seeing Meng Xinghe walking downstairs, Mr. Chai asked bluntly. Did he want to go for a walk so early in the morning?
"Go to morning self-study~~." Meng Xinghe rolled his eyes. His people had already wandered out of the Rouge Shop and headed towards the Provincial School.
Early self-study. Mr. Chai banged his head hard and finally remembered. The third brother had a habit of morning prostitution in Taoyuan County. Could it be that he went to a brothel to find confidence. "Hey. Why do you have to be so serious about being a man?"