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Many Mongolian girls performed cheerful dances, and the warriors working hard beside the fire showed their youthful vitality. They may have heard about Fang Lang and glanced here during the dance. Some were shy and introverted, looking away with just a slight glance, smiling shyly every day, while some were enthusiastic and bold, looking at Fang Lang naked, with eyes like a little she-wolf.
Fang Lang, of course, all these glances passed by. Did his eyes stay on Hua Zheng and Han Xiaoying? Both women are very energetic girls, not as weak and reserved as the women from the Central Plains. Han Xiaoying has the reserve of a Jiangnan girl and the boldness of a grassroots girl. He was generous in talking and laughing, but he was always just scratching the surface. As for Huazhengthat's hard to say. To others, she always acted like a queen, but to Guo Jing, she became a good little girl. At this time, she was sitting next to Guo Jing, carefully cutting the mutton with a knife. Put the big pieces on Guo Jing's plate, put the small pieces in his mouth with some salt, and chew them slowly with his mouth closed.
¡° Guo Jing, on the other hand, just watched the dance in a daze, eating a piece of mutton from time to time, and more often staring at the wrestling men in trance. Although he knew that as long as he waved, there would be countless Mongolian girls willing to sacrifice their living bodies, Fang Lang still kept his words. All of this is seen here by Zhebie. At his age, he still can't see through the thoughts of such a young man. However, Hua Zheng clearly had no interest in Fang Lang, and he was too lazy to tell her.
After three glasses of wine, my worries have already disappeared. Seeing that Fang Lang never looked into the dance floor, he smiled and walked up to him and said, "Brother Fang, aren't you interested in the women of our tribe? There are some female slaves in our tribe. Which country do you like?"
He definitely has no intention of talking about serious matters at this time. In such a carnival moment, it would be incomprehensible in his eyes if a man didn't fool around. Mongolian women are not as restrained as women from the Central Plains, and men have no pedantic ideas. If it were broad daylight, Fang Lang might find someone mingling on the grass less than twenty feet behind him.
"It's a pity that Luohua is ruthless and Fang Lang is not interested in them at all. Hearing this, he just smiled and said: "Girls attack the body, and martial arts practitioners are especially taboo about overindulgence. It's not that I'm not interested, it's just that I just had a big battle and I need to recharge my batteries."
Tuo Lei didn¡¯t know that there was a certain timeliness in doing this, so he curled his lips in disapproval, and Zeng stood up and jumped onto the dance floor. Immediately, boys and girls gathered around him and started singing and dancing with him. This young master really has some talent in dancing, and his refined movements are quite aesthetically pleasing.
Fang Lang couldn't help but take a second look and made a few comments silently in his mind. Zhebie caught a glimpse of an opportunity with this hand in the distance, picked it up and waddled over, and sat down in front of Fang Lang. He seemed to be intolerant of alcohol and said with his tongue tied: "Brother Fang doesn't like dancing, but does he like drinking? "
Fang Lang pretended to be surprised to see him coming, quickly picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "My little brother is not good at drinking, so it is better to drink a lot like General Zhebie."
They don¡¯t use cups to drink. This idea is that only Temujin can use cups, and others generally use the skulls of wild beasts. Among them, cow horns are the most common, and the better ones are rhinoceros horns. Fang Lang drank a full glass and put down the glass. Zhebie also finished his drink here, and gave him a look of surprise and said: "My young clan is good at martial arts, but not much in martial arts. But it can be regarded as a fortune."
This was originally a sentence from Fengcheng, but he called Dragi the young patriarch. Fang Lang subconsciously wanted to say something in agreement, but his expression suddenly changed when the words came to his mouth. He called the young patriarch a few times to drag him down, but he stopped him. Obviously his status in the tribe is not very high yet. Moreover, the reason why he later became the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty was because his other brothers' military exploits were all in the northwest and there were not many in the heart of the Central Plains. After the death of Genghis Khan, Tuo Lei took advantage of the geographical location.
"Zhe didn't use this title. He obviously heard something and came here to test his tone.
Fang Lang was amused that Genghis Khan's most powerful general was also engaged in speculative business. He has identified a master to assist him in advance, and the future master level will definitely have his benefits. Fang Lang laughed when he heard this and said: "No one can be born as a king, unless he is the son of a good emperor. But even the son of an emperor may not be able to rule the ministers. A person always has shortcomings. The key is Who is assisting him?"
Zhe didn¡¯t realize what he meant and frowned. Fang Lang's meaning was difficult to understand, making people a little confused. He curled up boredly and was given a sip, and joked: "I think it's not that you are afraid of being interested in women, but that you are interested in someone, but you don't dare to speak, right?"
Fang Lang was stunned for a moment, then realized that he could see what he was thinking and couldn't help but laugh. Whether he is interested in Hua Zheng or not is actually irrelevant. ?If he didn't take any action, would Hua Zheng still be able to shoot him? He glanced at Zhebie funny, his eyes full of contempt for this uncle. Zhebie's old face turned red and he smiled coquettishly and said: "Prairie men do things cleanly and neatly, and women also like straightforward men. Why don't you give it a try? Maybe it will work?"
Fang Lang gave a bitter smile. The uncle refused to follow his own example. He shrugged helplessly, raised his glass and stood up. As soon as he stood up, two nearby girls grabbed his arms and pulled him onto the dance floor. They had been wandering around the area for a long time. Taking advantage of the convenience of the place, they would sometimes lift up their robes to expose their thighs, and they would seduce Fang Lang a little bit.
"It's a pity that people have been blind for a long time, and these girls have to give up.
This lively atmosphere was very honorable and humiliating, and Fang Lang soon started dancing like the others. The cheerful dance gradually became faster with the sound of drums, and Fang Lang was out of breath and drunk after a while. Two Mongolian girls took the opportunity to get close to him, and they started rubbing their hair together. After a while, Fang Lang's belly felt hot, and his eyes became hot.
The stars were falling at night, and Fang Lang didn't know when he was helped by several Mongolian girls to the grassland outside the tribe. It was even less clear how he conquered these Mongolian girls who were known to be strong and strong. He only remembered the messy scene, and then a few girls stopped you and lay down on the ground to sleep.
The breeze was rippling on the grassland, and the fragrance of grass came from the grassland. Fang Lang couldn't sleep for a long time, staring at the night sky in a daze. In the reinforced concrete cities of later generations, even if you see the starry sky, it is still foggy. He hadn't seen such a blue sky with shining stars for a long time. While I was deep in thought, I heard a voice in the distance: "Come here!"
Hearing that the voice came from a girl, Fang Lang smiled bitterly in his heart and glanced at the five delicate jade bodies lying next to him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com