Xiong Liqing’s eyes are very big and very bright. This luminosity is not dimmed by him now being a prisoner.

Simultaneously,

　　 Zheng Fan is still in her eyes,

　　 saw hate.

　　 Who is the hatred for?

　　 According to reason, it should be to myself, but it doesn't seem to be.

　　 Zheng Fan leaned back slightly,

　　Si Niang standing behind grabbed the chair and pushed forward a step, just in time for Zheng Fan to sit down perfectly.

　　 has become the previous mode again,

　　 Uncle Zheng sits on a chair, while Princess Chu stays on the bed.

　　The difference is that the distance between the two has narrowed.

　　 Zheng Fan threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, took out a piece of mint from the iron box again, and put it into his mouth.

　　 Uncle Zheng didn't plan to quit smoking, but because of the toss when he came in earlier, Uncle Zheng didn't want to get too much special smell on his body today.

　　 The smell of smoke is also a very special taste.

　　 Tobacco has not yet been widely used in the world, and the mainstream is still served loosely. At the same time, the cigarettes made by blind people are exquisite in ingredients, which can not be forgotten by people with good noses.

　　 Xiong Liqing stretched out her hand tremblingly and placed it in front of Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan was silent, and even stopped chewing the candy.

　　 "I want...to eat candy too."

　　 A smile appeared at the corner of Zheng Fan’s mouth.

　　 once again took out a piece of candy and placed it in Xiong Liqing's palm.

　　 Xiong Liqing puts sugar in his mouth.

　　 one man and one woman,

　　 face to face,

　　 are eating candy,

　　 The faint sound of teeth rubbing against sugar cubes is heard from time to time.

　　 Siniang stood behind, silent.

at last,

　　 Zheng Fan moved,

　　He stretched out his hand to support the princess's chin.

　　 The skin is very slippery, but it is the result of pampering. The living conditions are good, so naturally it can be well maintained.

　　 "What is uncle looking at?" Xiong Liqing did not resist, letting Zheng Fan grab her chin.

　　 "I didn't see anything, I just thought it was fun."

　　 talking,

　　 Zheng Fan touched Xiong Liqing’s nose, forehead and earlobes again,

　　 go down all the way,

　　 Xiong Liqing's body trembled slightly,

　　 Before Uncle Zheng’s hand fell,

　　 She leaned back and avoided.

　　 But she didn't seem to like this kind of retreat. She instinctively wanted to move her body forward, but hesitated for a while.

　　 Zheng Fan also retracted his hand.

　　 Previously, I didn't simply want to eat tofu, but used this seemingly simple and direct way to make the girl in front of me retreat and restore the strong and weak conversation rhythm at the beginning.

she was,

　　 is still tender,

　　 is much tenderer than the county lord of Houfu in Zhenbei who once caused him a headache.

　　 But this is also normal. If the streets are filled with women like the princess, it is really impossible.

　　 Withdraw physically, and even weaken mentally,

　　 Xiong Liqing opened the mouth to relieve his timidity:

　　 "Uncle thought, I was using the radical method?"

　　 Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and waved lightly in front of him.

　　 Xiong Liqing was so scared that he shrank again.

　　 But the Si Niang behind Zheng Fan didn't step forward to slap.

　　 Zheng Fan said:

　　 "Vulgar."

　　 "Vulgar?"

　　 Zheng Fan shook his head.

　　 Siniang came forward,

"Snapped!"

　　 slap down,

Siniang's slap is a kind of art. It was practiced countless times by killing chickens and monkeys in front of other girls. It was loud, crisp and painful, and at the same time, it couldn't break the girl or affect it. business.

　　 Xiong Liqing felt that she might have been numb from the beating,

　　 She raised her head startledly,

　　 looked at Zheng Fan.

　　 Zheng Fan put his index finger on his lips,

　　 whispered:

　　 "Don't talk nonsense."

　　 Xiong Liqing lowered his head and tremblingly said: "Yes."

　　 Zheng Fan said, "Why?"

　　 "What is...no, I hate, I hate."

　　 "Who do you hate?"

　　 "Hate..."

　　 Zheng Fan raised his hand and interrupted Xiong Liqing.

　　 And now, this princess of Chu can fully understand and obey Uncle Zheng's gestures.

　　 "Don't rush to tell the answer, I want to play the game at the beginning, let me guess."

　　 Uncle Zheng rubbed his chin with his fingers, showing a thoughtful look.

　　道:

　　 "Who is it that you hate, Qu family? Qu Peiluo? I heard that Qu Peiluo's reputation is pretty good, and you people in Chu think that he is like a father.

　　 Even if it is pretending, but it’s okay to be able to pretend to be like this.

　　 You shouldn't hate him, because you can't hate him.

　　 Then who do you hate?

hate me?

　　 Hate me, there is no need to say it, because it is normal for you to hate me, and it is strange to like me. "

　　 Xiong Liqing heard the words and nodded in agreement: "Yes."

"Oh."

　　 Uncle Zheng opened his mouth,

　　 pointed at Xiong Liqing.

　　 Xiong Liqing was a little at a loss,

　　 Siniang came forward,

"Snapped!"

　　 is another slap.

　　 Xiong Liqing's breathing became a little fast, she didn't know why.

　　 Siniang retreated behind Zheng Fan,

　　 Uncle Zheng said:

　　 "Why can't you like me, for example, love at first sight or something?

　　Bomb, is it bad? "

"I…"

　　 Zheng Fan smiled kindly,

　　 "Remember to be good next time you speak."

　　 "Yes, it's Uncle."

Zheng Fan pinched his finger and continued: "Then who do you hate, your father? Old Chu Huang passed away long ago, and the smoke disappeared. It's hard to say whether you hate it or not. Besides, I heard that Old Chu Huang was in front of him. I like your daughter very much.

　　 That, that, that,

　　 Who do you hate? "

　　 Zheng Fan leaned forward,

　　 brought my face closer to the princess,

　　 is close enough to see the other’s eyelashes clearly,

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Uncle Zheng took a breath,

　　 Xiong Liqing narrowed his eyes,

　　 Zheng Fan’s voice sounded:

　　 "What you hate is your brother, your first mother-in-law, who is now the regent of your Chu State."

　　 Xiong Liqing hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he was hesitating to answer or hesitating to say something, but in the end he nodded and said:

"Yes."

　　 "Papa, papa!"

　　 Uncle Zheng clapped his hands.

　　 Siniang standing behind Zheng Fan also applauded.

　　 Princess Da Chu saw this scene,

　　 instinctively raised his hands, hesitated for a moment, and then began to applaud.

　　 Cheers for Uncle Zheng's analysis!

　　 Uncle Zheng pressed his hands down,

　　 The applause stopped.

　　 "That uncle, come and guess why you hate your brother?"

　　 Xiong Liqing looked at Zheng Fan without speaking.

　　 Zheng Fan closed his eyes.

　　 for a long time,

　　 opened his eyes again,

　　道:

"you love him?"

　　 Princess Da Chu's eyes widened suddenly, her face full of disbelief!

　　 This is a secret,

　　 This is the secret of the royal family of Da Chu,

　　 is a secret that belongs exclusively to their brother and sister,

　　 Why would he know,

　　 How could he know,

　　 How can he know!

　　 Where is this guessing? This is not guessing at all, there is no reason to guess it!

　　Impossible, impossible!

　　 Yan Country's Secret Spy Division, Secret Spy Division, unexpectedly... unexpectedly... unexpectedly...

　　 Seeing Xiong Liqing’s reaction,

　　 fools can understand,

　　 This is a correct guess.

　　 Zheng Fan sighed.

　　 shook his head slightly,

　　 uttered two words in a slightly disappointed tone:

　　 "Vulgar."

　　 Xiong Liqing was still among Liushen Wuzhu, Zheng Fan slowly stood up.

　　 He really guessed,

　　 Possibly, there are some secret things that, in the eyes of the person involved, may find it extremely difficult to understand, beyond the imagination of normal people, but for Uncle Zheng,

　　 First guess an orthopedics, isn’t it a basic operation?

　　 I thought there could be some new tricks, new stories, new singularities,

　　 But the final answer,

　　 is still old wine in new bottles, clichéd and crooked.

　　 Zheng Fan lowered his head, looked at Xiong Liqing, and suddenly let out a low drink:

"Hey!"

"what!"

　　 Princess Da Chu yelled in fright.

　　 "Hehehe." Uncle Zheng smiled.

　　 stretched out her hand, raised Xiong Liqing's face, let her look at herself, and said:

"You like your brother, but your brother wants you to marry the Qu family for the benefit of his court. You think this is a kind of betrayal. Your brother betrayed you and hurt you, so you hate him. You hate him very, very much, don't you?"

at this time,

　　 In the eyes of Xiong Liqing,

　　 The image of Zheng Fan is no different from the devil.

　　 But in Zheng Fan’s words, Xiong Liqing nodded:

"Ok."

"I should hate it. My sister is used to hurt him. Even if you don't do things that violate human relations, you can't treat your sister as a piece of goods for business. Brother, it's not like this. .

　　 You said, right? "

"Correct…"

　　 "So, you said you wanted to retaliate against him, you want to make him, the nominal regent of the great Chu, the actual contemporary Emperor Chu embarrassed? Huh?"

"Ok…"

　　 Zheng Fan put his mouth close to Xiong Liqing’s ear,

　　 continued:

　　 "The songbook you just made up is very good; but this play is really difficult to sing. Once you don’t sing well, it will become another play.

　　 said in the play,

　　The uncle of the plains of the Kingdom of Yan has a great army, loves the princess of Chu, and learns that the beloved is about to marry others. He does not hesitate to enter Chu alone and want to take his love back. In the end, he is besieged by the Chu army, fought to the death, and died of exhaustion.

　　 On that day in Ju'an City, the snow fell very hard, as if God was silent and sad for this song of love.

　　 There is a lover, why can't we get married after all?

Oh My God,

you said,

　　 This songbook, ten years later, twenty years later, thirty years later, will you still be able to earn a lot of teardrops from little wives and little girls? "

　　 Xiong Liqing's chest was ups and downs, she, she did not dare to answer.

　　 Zheng Fan took a few steps back,

　　 still has a smile on his face,

　　 "Hehehe."

　　 turned around and walked out of the secret room, Siniang followed closely behind.

　　 Princess Chu, who was frightened and frightened by Uncle Zheng’s constant psychological hints, bullying,

　　 was almost hysterically shouting at the back of Uncle Zheng:

　　 "You are a devil, you are a devil!"

　　 Uncle Zheng did not turn around, just raised his finger and drew a circle, then continued:

　　 "Angel in."

　　...

　　 Out of the secret room, out of the rockery.

　　 Uncle Zheng stretched out, breathing in the fresh air outside, but inside, it was still too depressing.

　　 "Lord, you just..."

"its not bad, right?"

　　 "Even if the blind man is here, he may not be able to do better than the Lord."

　　 "Hey, you have to say it in front of the blind to make it more comfortable."

　　 Siniang smiled slightly, then as if thinking of something, she asked:

　　 "The Lord doesn't really want to..."

　　 Zheng Fan's stretching motion paused.

　　 smiled and said:

　　 "Unless my brain gets sucked."

　　 Si Niang nodded.

"Snapped."

　　 Uncle Zheng slapped his forehead lightly,

　　道:

　　 "It's strange that there are mosquitoes in winter."

　　...

　　PS: Regarding the update, because Long, like most men of this age, has just taken a mortgage on his back, so to be honest, Long is more urgent than before for the update because he wants to pay off the mortgage sooner. Write more and more every day, and you can earn a little more. Everyone understands the truth.

But first, it’s because of his own body. UU read www.uukanshu.com for a few years and stayed home. The body is really not as good as it was when he wrote "Terror Net." The second is the change in the way of writing. In the book "Magic Lin", I poured my feelings and emotions. It can be said that the book "Magic Lin" takes the author’s emotions very much. In fact, he can write when he is in a state of no state. After all, he is also an old author. How could it not be possible to force hydrology, but I really don’t want to do that. a bit. I want to code words more when I am in a good mood, so that the words and stories I write will have more feeling.

I don’t say this to sell miserably. I just want to say that if the state permits, I’m willing and happy to write as much as possible. I don’t like interrupting updates. Every time I send a "coococo", it's actually like the rhythm of life is being beaten. It was as uncomfortable as it was destroyed.

　　 I hope everyone can understand. Sometimes it is due to physical reasons, sometimes due to codeword status, and sometimes due to life reasons. In fact, in my daily life, I have blocked most of my outings and social interactions as much as possible.

　　 Every time a chapter is issued saying that there will be no change tonight, the reason will be written down. I really don't want to be lazy subjectively and emotionally.

"Magic Lin" is almost two million words, everyone who can catch up here is considered an iron fan. In fact, Long enjoys the feeling of interacting with everyone after writing a chapter every day, like a group of friends fixed every day The same as the party.

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　　 Hold the dragon tightly!

　　

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