Seeing Pan Xiangyun's hesitation, Yang Yanrong almost jumped for joy. What a kind little girl! It's a good thing that she has a sharp mouth, otherwise, I'm afraid there will be blood splattered on the spot today.
It was Pan Xiangyun's hesitation that gave Yang Yanrong the opportunity. He first explained the matter clearly. I invited the wine, I requested the drinking orders, and I even asked you to do the punching. However, in this way, listen to me
In Pan Xiangyun's ears, it was different. Why was he telling the opposite of everything? These things were clearly requested by him. This caused Pan Xiangyun to reflect. This matter was not all true.
It’s his alone’s responsibility!
The next step is simple. In order to arouse Miss Pan's sympathy, you must know that girls of this age have a very sense of justice and are most likely to sympathize with the weak. Yang Yanrong invented a blind mother, a ghost.
Do you know where his blind mother is? Although he does not have that blind mother, Miss Pan doesn’t know! In the end, this guy was really deceived. Pan Xiang was already there.
While he was hesitating, the idea of not killing slowly took root in Pan Xiangyun's heart.
In the end, Yang Yanrong died generously, which moved Pan Xiangyun even more. In order to maintain her innocent reputation, she even wrote a suicide note. Now, it can be said that Ms. Pan has completely fallen into the trap set by Yang Yanrong.
Originally, the matter was quite simple, but in an instant, you have to come up with a perfect strategy to save your life. How many people in the world can do this?
Yang Yan used psychology rationally and resolved the crisis step by step. I have to say that this guy is really smart.
"Let's go!" Pan Xiangyun sighed slightly and closed his eyes sadly, but the tears on his face kept flowing. Looking at Xiangyun's painful look, Yang Yanrong couldn't bear it. If he really left at this moment
If so, wouldn't it be worse than a beast? Besides, this girl is so beautiful. If you don't take this opportunity to bring her into your house, you will regret it for the rest of your life. How can short-term pleasure be as good as long-term pleasure? How can it be good just once?
Enough? Besides, this is Pan Xiaoniu’s first time, and she hasn’t fully experienced it yet, so it’s all over in such a muddle? How can she be willing to do so?
Secretly swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Yang Yanrong also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he had to take his time, picked up the robe on the ground, Yang Yanrong gently put it on Pan Xiangyun's jade body, pressed her shoulders, and said softly: "
Xiangyun, sit down quickly, don’t catch a cold!”
Miss Pan felt warm and sat down. However, she still closed her eyes tightly and did not look at him.
Yang Yanrong ignored this and picked up all of Pan Xiangyun's clothes scattered on the ground and placed them one by one on the Arhat's bed.
"I'm leaving, what will you do?" Yang Yanrong said softly: "I am a man, so I don't care, but you are a woman and you will get married in the future!"
"Huh!" Pan Xiangyun snorted, but suddenly found that he couldn't feel any anger at this time.
"You are such a beautiful woman, but also so kind, just like the flower fairy in the sky. It is a God-given fate that I can meet you in the rolling mortal world. Since God made us a husband and wife, then we
We must be husband and wife for life after life. As the saying goes, if you practice in ten years, you can live together, and if you practice in a hundred years, you can sleep together. Xiangyun, I will be responsible for you." Yang Yanrong grabbed Pan Xiangyun's tender pancreas and said affectionately: "You
Marry me? Let me be good to you all my life, make you happy all my life, and never let you get hurt again. I want to make you happy forever, okay?"
How could a woman like Pan Xiangyun, who had never had sex, withstand such explicit love words from Yang Yanrong? Her pretty face turned red, and her heart was beating wildly, as if she was holding seven or eight deer in her arms.
It hit her chest, as if she wanted to jump out.
Pan Xiangyun pursed her lower lip tightly, wanting to open her eyes to look at him, but she didn't dare. At this time, she no longer had the courage. Previously, she held on with the belief that she would die. Now, after listening to Yang Yanrong's words, she also
I couldn't help but feel excited.
Yes! Miss Pan thought to herself, since she had already lost her virginity to him, what would it matter if she married him? He was humorous and funny, and he knew how to make herself happy. She never had any worries when drinking with him.
However, there is only happiness. He can sing strange and beautiful songs and say words that make people laugh. If you can really stay with him like this for a lifetime, wouldn't you be happy every day? There will be no more worries.
No longer will I be alone in a daze facing the west window on sleepless nights, and I will no longer recite those sad and tearful poems.
Yang Yanrong looked at Miss Pan's blushing face and knew that there was 80% hope for this matter. In this Song Dynasty, Yang Yanrong could be regarded as the best in the world when it came to chasing girls. As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, that kind of
Everything has been done, what else is there that you don't dare to do? Yang Yanrong made a mental calculation and said: "Xiangyun, don't catch a cold for a while. Come, let me serve you, and I will put on your clothes."
With that said, regardless of whether Pan Xiangyun agreed or not, he picked up the tube top and started to put it on Xiang Yun. Only then did he realize that the strap of the pink tube top had been torn off by himself. He smiled helplessly and threw it aside.
, forget it, it doesn’t matter if you are in neutral. In later generations, there were many cases of girls not wearing underwear, and this is no less the case with an ancient woman like Pan Xiangyun.
How could Pan Xiangyun dare to move around? He was so nervous that his whole body was trembling slightly, and he didn't realize that anything was missing from his body. He followed Yang Yanrong obediently, and soon, Yang Yanrong dressed Miss Pan.
She lowered her body, grabbed one of Pan Xiangyun's feet, put the cloud socks scattered on the bed one by one on her little feet, and finally put on the embroidered gold shoes. At this time, Miss Pan only felt that all over her body
There is no trace of strength left, even the internal strength that I usually practice hard can't be raised at all, but there is a trace of resentment in my heart, how can this person be so bold? I didn't ask you to dress me, but you gave me all the clothes.
Put it on.
Now Miss Pan admits it, and feels that Mr. Chen is really a nice person, and he can also dress himself. You know, in ancient times, where did men dress women? It was always women who served men.
, there has never been a precedent for a man to submit to a woman.