Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Xie Miao walked back to the two dogs and watched the craftsmen put wheeled gaiters on the dogs. They had to use auxiliary wooden wheels to maintain their agile posture. Sanbai and Erhuang's wounds had not yet fully healed. They listened to the instructions and tried a few times. They suddenly understood and wanted to run on the spot. Their eyes were shining, and their remaining thighs were gripping the ground hard, ready to make a move.

Holding the spine with his big hands, Xie Miao observed the height and size of the wheels, and asked the craftsman to continue making changes.

"Your Highness, the Guardswoman said this wheel will need to be covered in cowhide with soft rubber, like a carriage wheel, and polished to prevent shock. The bone contact surface will also need a support surface to prevent wear."

The craftsman gestured with his fingers twice and explained in detail the detailed processing of the entire set of training wheels.

"Erquan's wound has healed. Now he can get a larger venue and try to make a living."

Xie Miao nodded, "Then let's go to the governor's mansion next time."

The craftsman breathed a sigh of relief. The prince was extremely intelligent and understood it without being told.

It was never proper to stay with a woman whose husband was away at war. Yet the prince came here so often.

The cold-faced prince, a wealthy man, left behind a small box of golden ingots, the size of two fingers, small and rare. Wangshu couldn't let it go and played with it in his spare time.

The prince was generous, and so was she. They gave a great reward. Family members gave money, outsiders gave food, and even the teacher and the sisters got a large piece of braised meat.

The coldest days of spring are when the snow melts. During the day, Chun Yang had instructed the martial arts school's senior sister to add more firewood; the stored firewood was being used up very quickly. As dusk approached, he went to the woodshed with a lantern, thinking about reminding people to order firewood tomorrow, when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Her heart trembled. The person who came in didn't use much force and was very steady, but the door frame shook and a lot of snow fell.

Tang Bo, who came out of the main room, seemed to sense something and quickened his pace. He was in front of them in an instant, "Go and prepare some hot water."

Chun Yang's heart was pounding. As soon as Tang Bo opened the door, he lowered his head and said excitedly: "General."

Outside the door was Qin Xiuyuan standing covered in snow.

Chun Yang didn't bother to greet and immediately went to the kitchen to boil water. Oh my god, it had become a snowman!

There was a small table in the main hall. A wide bowl held small wontons with fish balls in them. The skin was thin and the meat was thick, with the pink meat and the white and plump balls floating in the air, making the food very appetizing.

If no one holds the meatballs steadily and splashes soup all over you... Wangshu looked at the soup on her chest. Fortunately, she was wearing warm clothes today because she had to pay money to Tang Bo. Alas!

"Sister..." Lele picked her fingernails and pinched her fingers together.

"Steady, slow down." Seeing that the man realized his mistake and nodded vigorously, Wangshu got up to change his clothes, casually wrapped himself in a long nightgown, tied it around his waist and sat down.

Who knew that Ji Lao Er would act up again, staring at you while eating. Wangshu lowered his eyes and glanced at his career line, sighing that lust really does not discriminate between men, women, young and old.

"Do adults have it?" she asked crisply.

"Girls may have it when they grow up." It depends on their innate genes and acquired nutrition. Ji Laoer has both.

For a woman like Mama who had a smooth road ahead of her, Taotao would have a little trouble dealing with it the day after tomorrow. She seemed to be able to look like this only after giving birth to a baby.

Lele nodded, not quite understanding, "So white..."

...In this backward old society, how could the parts of the body that were not allowed to see the light not be white!

Even the dark-skinned Tang Bo, when he lifted up his belly, looked as brand new as opening up a new continent.

"Madam." Chun Yang knocked on the door cautiously.

Wangshu was not in a position to see anyone, so she asked, "What's the matter?"

If you don’t say “enter”, you can’t enter.

"Uncle Tang wants to show Lele a little gadget."

"It must be a snowman!"

Ji Laoer cheered, drank the last of the soup, kicked off the stool, closed the door, and ran away with the person.

...No wonder the old people say that having children is not as good as having a barbecued pork chicken, at least the chicken can fill your stomach.

With a "creak", the door was closed. Wangshu thought that someone had closed the door that Lele had opened. She didn't care. There were more than 30 new and old disciples in the martial arts school next door. Ji Shou and Tang Bo took turns guarding the yard. She never worried about safety issues.

The safety issues that she needs to worry about are beyond her ability, so it is unnecessary to worry about them.

But there were footsteps coming.

Very light, very familiar, like the remnants of many receding figures trapped in the twilight of each morning.

Wangshu looked up, and "bang!" the meatball slipped and the soup splashed all over him again.

The man strode in quickly and picked up the person who was sitting in a daze. The soup was instantly wiped away by one hand and scattered everywhere.

"Hmm!" Wangshu's heart was beating like a drum. He had no time to react and hurriedly pulled at his clothes that were suddenly exposed to the edge. "What... Hmm..."

How did you come back? In one sentence, you are once again drowned in the clutches of others.

His body temperature was terribly high, his face was suspiciously red, and his hands were like they had been practiced a million times...

Wangshu hugged his neck tightly, and his whole body turned red...

Qin Xiuyuan lowered his head and tasted the delicious white food. His lips and tongue felt very hot, and the heat was transmitted, making Wangshu feel hot all of a sudden.

Holding someone's hips with one hand...

This terrifying monster has both a terrifying size and incredible strength.

"Hmm..." Wangshu hugged his neck, and pressed and dug his fingers everywhere. How could the man under his palm be at peace? He dodged left and right, up and down, and twisted his body into a pretzel.

Before she could even utter a word, she was naked. When she was lifted up and lowered onto the bed, the man applied some force, "...uh..."

He was the most sensitive. His hair stood on end and his teeth were clenched. He couldn't break free. His center was constantly stimulated and his whole body felt numb as if it had been electrocuted.

This was a feeling she could never give herself.

The man at the edge of the bed retracted his arm, his eyes fixed on his prey, who was still trembling in the aftertaste. His hands were extremely fast, and he hung the clothes neatly on the clothes rack beside him.

Wangshu took one look and felt a panic attack. He looked straight at her and turned away. The man pulled the woman up and said gloomily, "Have you thought about it?"

Who made him so angry?

Besides, she didn't have the energy to think about this thing. So she shook her head and said, "No."

Qin Xiuyuan: ...saying one thing and thinking another!

"I thought about it."

On this day, no one disturbed them during the day, and no one came to extinguish the light in the main room at night. The flame gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally when the sun rose in the east, the oil ran out and the lamp went out.

What woke Wangshu up was the urgent need to wake up. Unable to open her eyes, she turned over and changed positions, curling up again and again to test her bladder.

When he heard some noise, Qin Xiuyuan thought someone had woken up and was about to ask him something: ...

Breakfast was hot and hot.

Early in the morning, the nanny hummed a little tune while slowly cooking the hot pot sauce, kneading the dough to steam buns and make thin-skinned wontons.

"Ji Shou, tell those two sisters not to come today." In the steaming kitchen, Chun Yang thought for a moment, called Ji Shou over and said, "Wait until you go and notify them before coming."

It was freezing cold, but Ji Shou was still wearing a thin padded jacket. Perhaps he was used to the cold when he was a child, and he was busy running around in the snow on such a cold day that he was too lazy to wear a thick cotton coat.

"...The young lady likes to listen to them sing." Ji Shou felt that there was no need to stop people from coming. "It doesn't cost much to come. They can sing and dance for the young lady."