My host is losing his horse again

Chapter 65 Farewell My Concubine
Xie Fengliu was also unreserved. He raised his head, raised his head again, and the two glasses were empty.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, still smiling indifferently, making Shushang frown tightly.

Really don't know how to drink?

Just as Shu Shang was about to open his mouth to say something, the singing in the field suddenly became louder.

His eyes turned around on Xie Fengliu, he pursed his lips, and lowered his head to eat the meat.

Gu Zihan looked at the girls showing their arms and legs in the arena, their mouths were so long that they could stuff an egg.

She immediately looked at the faces of the men around her. Apart from admiration and joy, she couldn't see any emotion of disgust.

It turns out that Beirong folk customs are open, which refers to this...

If a woman from Daxuan accidentally shows her legs to a man, it will be a matter of her life, and she can't get rid of it or refuse it.

Gu Zihan couldn't help being a little envious.

Girls here court and confess based on their own love, and they will only be with their lovers in their lives, they will not be persecuted, and they are quite free.Which lover do you fancy, go tell him on a sunny day, give him a rope you made yourself, and a cup of milk you milked yourself, if you succeed, these are all tokens of love, and you will be confessed on the day you get married of.

Gu Zihan looked at the girl who was not shy about dancing with the men in the field, and her fingers got mixed together.

She couldn't help looking at King Beirong, this handsome man who was about to become her husband.

The appearance of King Beirong is undoubtedly what Zhaoyang likes the most here. His every move exudes a charm that Zhaoyang has never experienced before, which makes her fascinated.

She also smoothed out the reluctance at the beginning in the day-to-day miss.

"...You said, if I invite King Beirong to dance, will he refuse me?"

Princess Zhaoyang bit her lip, tugged at the sleeve of the little maid next to her, and asked.

The little maid naturally felt that her own princess was good, and the King of Bei Rong had no reason not to like her: "That's natural! You are going to marry him soon, there is really nothing to be ashamed of."

Zhaoyang blushed, "Don't, don't talk about it all the time, I'm sorry."

"Oh, what's so embarrassing!" The servant girl laughed, "The king of Beirong will definitely like you who took the initiative! Go, go."

Zhaoyang raised his skirt and got up, and approached King Beirong under the encouragement of the servant girl.

[Ding Ding Ding! !Someone is robbing you of a man! ! 】

Xie Fengliu, who was eating grapes with her head down, was startled. She raised her misty eyes and looked at the Beirong King next to her. She articulated relatively clearly, but her breath smelled of wine: "My man is here, he didn't run away."

The soldiers behind were dumbfounded.

What did he just say? ! !
It turns out that the military division of Daxuan is actually so good! ! ?
Then did his handsome figure just now make him miss it too? ! ! !

The terrified soldiers all took a step back.

Even if this military commander looks like a woman, drinks like a woman, and walks like a woman, but it can't be ignored, the fact that this is a man! ?
The king of Beirong was not thinking about the food in front of him, so these words fell into his ears intact.

And it also invaded the internal organs along with the flow of his blood.

He looked at Xie Fengliu with a weird expression, and after a moment of silence, he reached out and patted Xie Fengliu's arm, "What crazy thing did you just say? Huh?"

Xie Fengliu was unresponsive and passed another gram of grapes into his mouth before he felt the pain.

She looked at Shu Shang aggrievedly, "Why hit me, it hurts!"

"...and your IQ drops after drinking?"

"Woooooo, I want to tell my brother! You hit me! Woooooo!"

"...Don't cry!"

Xie Fengliu was dumbfounded and wronged by his loud voice, she pursed her mouth and stuffed herself into a ball on the chair.

It looks like I'm going to shut myself up.

The Shushang who watched was dumbfounded.

He looked left and right, leaned closer to Xie Fengliu, and picked a grape.

(End of this chapter)