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Ning Fanhua looked at Bao Xia.
There was an exquisite banquet on the table, but Nan's sister and the others were nowhere to be seen.
"It must beit must be that I went to the west room to relieve myself"
She stuttered as she spoke, then closed the door and staggered to her knees beside the banquet.
She rolled up her sleeves and poured wine, but her hands were shaking violently. The crystal clear wine spilled on the low table, and the rich aroma of wine spread instantly in the building.
Nan Chengli frowned.
His grandmother and second aunt were concerned about his marriage and forced him to get married quickly.
He refused, so they took it upon themselves to arrange a blind date for him.
He didn¡¯t want to see the other girl, so he simply hid in his sister¡¯s Chaowen Courtyard.
Unexpectedly, the other girl pursued her here persistently.
Nan Chengli closed the account book, hesitantly sat down at the low table, and persuaded: "You are a girl who has not left the court, how can you behave like this in someone else's house? It is really inconsistent with etiquette."
"Leave me alone?!"
Ning Fanhua pouted unhappily.
She had quite a bad temper, so Nan Chengli kept silent.
Ning Fanhua held her face in both hands and muttered: "I, Fanxiaohua, come from a well-known family and have never been wronged at home. But since I got married, I have never had a good life. He gave me a look, and his mother also Show me no matter how careful I am, they will always find ways to find fault with me"
It was only then that Nan Chengli noticed that she was wearing her hair in a young woman's bun.
She has actually been married before.
He then thought about it, he was not young himself, and this girl was a good match for him.
What's more, to measure whether a girl is good or not, one should not use whether she has married someone before or not as a criterion.
Nan Chengli glanced at Ning Fanhua secretly again.
Although she was drunk, she had a noble and scholarly air about her. It was not like the daughter of an official from a small family as her grandmother said, but rather the magnanimity raised by a high-ranking family.
Although her appearance is not top-notch, she is elegant, graceful and elegant, making her a beauty.
Ning Fanhua cried as she spoke: "I had only been married to him for half a year, and he took advantage of my illness to have sex with his cousin. After I recovered, he couldn't wait to take my cousin as his concubine"
Nan Chengli sighed: "It is really bad to have sex with others while your wife is sick."
"You think so too, don't you?" Ning Fanhua was very excited, as if she had met a close friend, "He blamed me for not having children, but his cousin couldn't give birth to a son and a half daughters, but he didn't blame his cousin"
Ning Fanhua thought in vain, as if she wanted to express all the grievances she had suffered in the past few years.
Nan Chengli listened patiently and chimed in a few words from time to time.
"I haven't been this happy for a long time. You are such a good person." Ning Fanhua drunkenly poured wine, "Come, let's have a drink! If you have any worries, you can talk to me."
Nan Chengli felt very sorry for her.
He took the wine cup, drank the wine in a dignified manner, and whispered: "How can a person live in this world without worries? What worries me is that I am not good enough to support this family, and my sister is exposed outside "
He started from family affairs to his sisters¡¯ marriages, and from marriages to the death of his parents.
Listen to Ning Fanhua's cheeks.
She stared at him through her hazy drunken eyes, and felt that her husband was handsome, loyal, and as gentle as jade.
I don¡¯t know how many times better than the man she married
Perhaps it was because of the strong alcohol that had entered her throat that her whole body felt hot and irritable.
She couldn't help but get closer to Nan Chengli.
Nan Chengli continued to talk: "I am the eldest son of Dafang. My parents died when I was two years old. I have followed my second uncle all over the world in these years. Although I am proficient in business, I always feel that my life is not satisfactory. I¡ª¡ª"
With a little tenderness, she kissed his lips.
Ning Fanhua put her delicate white hands on his shoulders, lowered her curled eyelashes, kissed him carefully, and tasted his taste forgetfully.
Nan Chengli¡¯s mind exploded.
Are all the girls in Chang'an so passionate and unrestrained?
Having not been close to a woman for more than twenty years, Nan Chengli felt stiff and didn't know what to do.
The girl's dress was filled with the pleasant fragrance of flowers, which was steaming along with the aroma of wine in the room. He obviously didn't drink much wine, but he was very drunk.
Nan Chengli¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple rolled and his hands were frozen in the air, not daring to touch Ning Fanhua.
He said hoarsely: "Fan, Fan Xiaohua, is that your name? Your behavior is inconsistent with etiquette"
"present?"
Ning Fanhua's eyes were blurred with drunkenness. Her usual dignity and elegance disappeared, leaving only the fairy-like ridicule: "I abide by the etiquette in my husband's house, what do I get? What I get is that people are kind and bullied, and what I get is getting kicked in the nose even more. Face polite, hahaha!"
She was obviously smiling, but tears filled her face for no reason.
She slowly untied Nan Chengli's belt, raised her red and charming face, and murmured in her ear: "You, you can indulge with me, okay? I want, I want to take revenge on them"
The girl held Nan Chengli's neck and kissed his ear.
A numb feeling of desire shot straight up from the spine and tailbone to the limbs.
The tense string in Nan Chengli's mind suddenly broke at this moment.
His eyes gradually darkened, his big palm clasped the back of the girl's head, and he gradually began to turn around.
??The wine is poured out and the clothes are on the floor.
It was a ridiculous night in Baoxia.
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Flower Hall.
Nan Baozhu and others walked away satisfied after having enough food and wine.
Nan Baoyi faced the messy table alone and cursed a few words in her heart.
Just as he was about to ask the maid to clear the table and set up a new banquet table, Xiao Yi pushed the door open and entered.
The moonlight shining in the garden is particularly bright and flawless.
" Xiao Yi wears a black robe and a golden crown. He has a beautiful face and elegant demeanor. He looks like an aristocratic gentleman who has just returned from a banquet with a noble family. He does not look like he has just killed someone.
Nan Baoyi greeted him diligently and looked at his hands.
Both hands are empty.
She was confused: "Second brother, where is Zhao Qing's head?"
Xiao Yi sat down at the table: "I found it too dirty, so I didn't bother to bring it back, so I just threw it at the door of Zhao's house."
Nan Baoyi blinked.
"It's too arrogant to murder the son of the current prince and leave his bloody head at the door of his house, isn't it?
But she was quite happy.
Xiao Yi knocked on the table, glanced at the mess on the table, and frowned in displeasure: "Nan Jiaojiao, you ate all the dishes by yourself? Did you say you would wait for me when I came back? When did you get to eat like this?"
"It's not what I ate!" Nan Baoyi retorted, "Didn't you see that there are several sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table? These were all eaten by Zhuzhu and the others. I kept my belly specially because I wanted to celebrate with you. If you don¡¯t believe me, if you touch me, my belly is still flat.¡±
In order to prove her innocence, she pressed Xiao Yi's hand on her lower abdomen.
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows.
The little girl¡¯s belly was small and soft, completely different from his hard belly covered with muscles.
A dagger can poke out the intestines. She is really very delicate.
He stared at her belly, and some not-so-good pictures passed through his mind.
His eyes darkened, and with a bit of pity, his big palm gently rubbed her belly through the complicated skirt. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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