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

Xiaoqing felt much more relaxed on the spot. She tied the hot water bottle to the man's abdomen and changed him into a nightgown. Wangshu lay on the large bed and rubbed his stomach. "Give it to me."

Xiaoqing heard the sound and turned around to get it from the closet. She soaked it in a basin of hot water and brought it over. She lifted a thin layer of clothing and explored it with her hand...

Xiaoqing then turned off the lights and left the inner room, saying there was no need to go back in tonight.

The next day, Wangshu woke up early. She washed herself with one hand and held her dressing table with the other. After she finished tidying up, Xiaoqing helped her change her clothes and put on her hair. Seeing that she looked listless and lost, she tentatively suggested, "Madam, why don't you go find a gigolo in the building..."

What? Wangshu rubbed his ears. It was like thunder in the sky. He must have heard it right!

Facing the lady's fixed gaze, Xiao Qing gritted her teeth and stammered, "They just...just do this. Sisters, if...if you want to, just pay some money..." The more she spoke, the less confident she became, "No...no?"

Of course, Wangshu laughed so hard that his chest shook. "Can't we find one in the army?"

Xiaoqing's scalp tightened. They were all real men. She shook her head quickly and said, "No, no!" What if the general found out?

"What about that old turtle man?" Could it be that Xiaoqing felt that she had no connections in the army?

"That's my father-in-law." They are not men, they are just toys to serve and comfort the ladies.

Xiaoqing, you're amazing! Isn't it more humiliating to find a father-in-law than a handsome man? You've already stolen, so why steal a father-in-law? You're kidding!

Who are you looking down on? Wangshu was very calm, "If I'm going to play, I'm going to play the best!"

Xiaoqing: ...When the general is at home, you are the best. No wonder you look down on the old man.

"Wear that Hu suit that looks like the blue sky after rain." Today is the first day of the new year, a holiday, so I can accompany the two older ones to class.

The topic was dropped. Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief. She could ask the turtle husband, but she wouldn't dare to ask the general's close friends even if she was beaten to death!

After breakfast, the brother and sister, one on each side, held their mother's hands and walked into the school, "Greetings, Master!"

"Xie Xin has met Madam."

The usually calm and composed master was wearing a light blue stand-up collared robe today. As expected, when he stood up and saw the boy about to pull himself onto the woman, he winked at him and said, "Master, your clothes are the same color as my mother's!"

"Mother also wore... three... four... five strings of cyan beads!"

"A necklace around the neck, a bracelet around the wrist, and a waist chain around the abdomen." Wangshu corrected the straight man's generalization. Mingxi couldn't let go and touched the pendant around her waist, raising her hand to praise, "It looks good!"

"Then go to class and pick them out after class. One string per person!"

How many people in the world often use pearls and jade as waist necklaces? The general's wife and Boss Liang are really too extravagant.

The family has a kind father and a strict mother. The biological father is away at work, so the mother is usually present at the siblings' academic tests. Not to mention, as a teacher, I like to have parents who can control their children and use their invisible hand to fuel their children's learning journey.

In this "open class", Xie Xin was very comfortable teaching, and Wangshu, who was "invigilating" in the back, was very relaxed. On the contrary, the two children stuck out their tongues in relief when they saw the hourglass hit the time.

Today, Lan Die brought three of her senior and junior sisters to perform "The Qin King's Battle Music." Rumors had spread early, and those who were willing took the bait. Ji Shou, Zhang San, and Xie Xin sat quietly in the middle. Women and children from the neighboring courtyards came with their children. The stage was crowded with people, but there was no noise. Especially when Jiao'er's voice was heard in the distance, "Mother, is Xiao'er's necklace worth a hundred taels of silver?"

"Mom forgot, ask Uncle Ji."

Ji Shou watched helplessly as the small cannonball accelerated towards him. He subconsciously took a half step back with his right foot, slightly bending his knees to stabilize his lower body. The attacker jumped and clamped tightly around his waist. With one hand, he pulled out a green necklace, "Uncle Ji, is it worth a hundred taels?"

How could a young lady's jewelry be cheap? Besides, this is one of the pearl necklaces presented by southern Yunnan to the Princess of the Former Zhou Dynasty. It is full of green, moist and translucent, and each bead is exactly the same. There are 27 of them in total, which is a rare and priceless thing. She held the naughty thing hanging on her body with both hands and said, "Each bead is worth a hundred taels."

Many people present gasped. One coin was worth a hundred taels, and a string of them was hung around the boy's neck!

"Mother gave it to Yun Xiao!" He turned his head, "My sister also has one."

Mingxi chose a waist necklace with pastel beads. Since she was short, the necklace was wrapped around her waist and hung down at her sides. As her small floral skirt swayed with every step, it was dazzling.

Zhang San recognized that this was one of the jewels he had confiscated when he raided the criminal Zhou Yijian, and it was stored in the general's private vault.

The dolls, some big and some small, were seated. They had been told to keep quiet, but now the adults' eyes were drawn to the beads. Those sparkling and rare items attracted the dolls' attention even more, and everyone wanted to touch them...

Wang Le stayed close to Ji's mother. She had a lot of beads, but she liked daggers, bows and arrows, and handmade animals...

At this moment, watching everyone looking at my nephew's beads with envy, I felt a little disappointed, "Their beads are more beautiful than mine!"

That was not a matter of course. Ji's mother could understand that what Shushu left behind must be of the highest quality. She blocked her daughter's idea of ​​taking it away. She had a very positive outlook and said, "Your brother-in-law and sister worked hard to build this family fortune."

Lele was speechless:...You talk as if you want to steal the family property!

Xiaoqing over there clapped her hands, signaling everyone to return to their seats and watch the performance.

The big drum roars loudly, and the sound can be heard for hundreds of miles. It is majestic and moving, moving heaven and earth. The pipa assists it, the big strings are as loud as heavy rain, and the small strings are as soft as whispers. The loud and soft sounds are played in a mixed manner, like big and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

During the performance, the solo dancer is dressed in the uniform of a female general, holding a sword and bowing, then she draws the sword directly, leaps and hooks it, as if she is riding a horse and galloping on the battlefield, full of vigor and energy, ready to draw the bow and shoot, turns around and dances backwards with bursts of sword flowers. From time to time, she throws the sharpened sword high up, and keeps spinning on the ground. She looks up, reaches out and grabs the sword, and there is another sword dance with the sound of drums and pipa. Finally, the sword is sheathed with a crisp sound, the general returns, the drums stop and the pipa stops, the world is at peace, and the bowing ceremony ends.

The performance was so exciting that everyone in the audience opened their mouths in a circle. Wangshu led the applause, "Excellent!"

Qin Shi brought over a tray, and Lan Die took the lead and walked over to pay her respects. Her breathing had not yet slowed down, and her body was covered in sweat. "Thank you, Madam," she said, and went downstairs to change her clothes and wash up.

Lan Die has a slender figure, with wrists that pass through her crotch. When she jumps up, all you can see are long legs. She is a goddess with a nine-head body, fair skin, beautiful face, soft figure, and a gentle personality. Wangshu sometimes hates himself for not being a man, no, he also hates himself for not being a lesbian...

"Since Goddess Nuwa could meticulously create such a beauty," the pot-bellied Zhuzhu couldn't help but sigh, "Why did she just do a haphazard job when she created me?"

Li Wanting said, "She doesn't belong to the goddess Nuwa here. She belongs to the gods in the west."