Yan Yudie looked at him bitterly: "But you can't hit me either..." Xiao Nizi was so embarrassed and angry that it was hard to say anything.
Thinking back to the taste of this little butt, Zhu Ziming's heart was filled with excitement, and a smirk hung on the corner of his lips: "How about I ask you to beat me back."
Yan Yudie was startled, angry and funny at the same time: "Why are you so shameless, spanking others, and still dare to say sarcastic words? I'm going to tell my brother."
The little princess already knew that he was a wicked person, how could she dare to be so arrogant, and whispered: "I want Brother Wang to uphold justice for me."
This... Zhu Ziming was stunned, thinking about what Brother Yan would look like if he knew that he spanked his sister. He might laugh uglier than cry.
She is a brother's sister, and she can be considered half of his sister. Zhu Ziming shook his head and said quietly: "Princess, it's my fault, let's make it a draw, okay?"
A tie? Yan Yudie hummed: "A woman's chastity is more important than her life. Do you think it can be a tie?"
"Then what do you want?" Zhu Ziming sighed, but he didn't expect that she would get caught and it would be difficult to deal with.
Yan Yudie smiled sweetly, and finally realized that this evil man also had weaknesses. Being tough on him would only be to steal the chicken but lose the rice. But if you use a different method to treat him, it would be very effective.
The little princess felt proud. It turned out that he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but he was afraid that his brother would know, and said angrily: "If you don't want me to tell you, I want you to promise to listen to me in everything in the future."
I listen to you in everything? Then wouldn’t I become a slave? Zhu Ziming frowned: “I can’t agree to this, I’ll change it to something else.”
"No," Yan Yudie stood in front of him, unintentionally reverting to the unruly and willful little princess, and said stubbornly.
Xiao Nizi, you have rebelled against me. Zhu Ziming was displeased and his eyes were round. Yan Yudie looked at him with his fierce look on his face, and the pain in his buttocks was still faint. She was afraid that he would do evil again, and she was frightened.
Zicuo was sitting in the corner of the woodshed, squatting with his arms wrapped around his knees, and started to cry faintly again.
"You bullied me again," the poor little girl choked again.
Why did the princess become so crybaby? Zhu Ziming showed a few black lines on his forehead and said helplessly: "Your request is too rude. Is it possible that I am still a servant of your palace, and I can let you yell at me at will?"
of."
Yan Yudie said aggrievedly: "I'm just afraid that you'll hit me again..." She paused and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Ass, that's why I asked you to listen to me."
Zhu Ziming smiled bitterly, why did this little girl call herself a butt-loving maniac? This touch is indeed good, but as a last resort, would Zhu Ziming be the kind of person who would spank others unreasonably?
"If you weren't so unruly, how could I do this to you?" Zhu Ziming said with a smile. He is a high-ranking princess, and his fake son-in-law dares to spank the princess. How many heads are there?
Cut?
It seems that talking to him is always inseparable from her... Thinking of this, Yan Yudie's pretty face turned pink as blood, and she was very embarrassed. She murmured in a low voice: "I like to hear you sing lyrics and music. Can you do it in the future?"
Do you often sing lyrics and music to me?"
"Are you talking about mortal songs?" Zhu Ziming didn't know how to sing any lyrics or music, but thinking about what happened on Xianyun, where the little princess who was disguised as a man was also present, he asked after thinking about it.
Yan Yudie nodded her little head like a chicken pecking at rice. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a look of hope. When she heard this mortal song, she was shocked. However, because she was incompatible with Zhu Ziming, she suppressed it.
Just like it in my heart.
"Brother Zhu, you should know other lyrics and music," Yan Yudie said, her beautiful eyes filled with autumn water.
Brother Pig? Zhu Dachang was stunned for a long time, as if he felt that there was a pig nose and pig ears on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times: "You should still call me Brother Zhu, I can't bear this Brother Pig."
"Pfft..." Yan Yudie smiled softly; "Brother Zhu, can you sing other lyrics and music? Can you sing it for me?"
Zhu Ziming said: "Of course I can do this."
The Mortal Song is just one song, but Zhu Ziminghui has hundreds of songs. Although most of them are love songs, there are still a few that can be used to create a scene, just for a short time.
Just haven't thought of it yet.
Yan Yudie blinked her long eyelashes and said in a blinking voice: "Then you sing and I listen. I won't tell Brother Wang."
The little princess looked cute, and this kind of alternative "threat" seemed very delicate. Zhu Ziming laughed and said: "Okay...".
However, Zhu Ziming paused and asked what song he was singing. He thought of the boy's sword in his arms and the thorny road of martial arts training in the future. His heart was surging and he said to himself: "Then I will sing a song called Sword Like a Dream."
Swords are like dreams. Zhu Ziming used to be just a small office worker, working hard every day and rushing for a future. However, his inexplicable time travel changed his world view, and he became the fake son-in-law of the Shen family. In order to protect those around him,
People protect themselves and step into the dream of rivers and lakes. The sword has no eyes. I don’t know how this road of rivers and lakes will go down. The sword is like a dream, and the illusion is real and the dream...
Zhu Ziming was filled with emotion as if he had been in a dream, and sang softly...
My sword, where will it go?
Love and hate are inseparable
My knife cuts through the sky
I don’t understand right and wrong
I'm drunk and in a haze
Gratitude and resentment are illusions and empty
I wake up, a spring dream
Life and death are all empty
Come and go in a hurry
I wish we could meet each other
Love is also in a hurry, hate is also in a hurry
Everything is cool
Laugh wildly, sigh loudly
A happy life and a sad life
Who will live and die with me?
I cry, tears pour into my heart
Sadness and joy are played by the sky
I laugh, I’m crazy, I’m crazy
Heaven and earth are turbulent
In the woodshed of the Prince's Mansion, one could only hear the low and loud singing voice of a man swaying gently. The lyrics sung about the right and wrong of the world, the sadness and sorrow of love in the world, and even though he had peerless martial arts, he could not be with his lover.
Staying together, the sword is like a dream... It is really a dream, an empty one...
As Zhu Ziming sang, he shed tears unknowingly. For him, he just hoped that all the martial arts and martial arts were just a dream.
Yan Yudie looked at the sparkle in his eyes, and then heard the helpless sword like a dream, her heart trembled, and she froze there, motionless...
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ps: Lao Xue is still working hard to update. I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with my family tonight, so the update is a little late. If I can't write the third chapter, I ask for your forgiveness, brothers, and please give me a recommendation vote.