Chapter 15 Kneeling on the clothes board

When it comes to the past, it always seems that I am old.

But people can't help thinking about the past. Think about how it was... Think about that year, I was not a mother, and I was still a real girl. Situ Xiang misses the flowers, but what does that have to do with me?

Since when has his every move touched my heart?

"Situ Xiang, do you know that my heart is sad..." I said to listen to myself.

I slowly broke his head away - it blocked my sight.

My mind is very clear.

His hand was still clenched so tightly, and the sounds of "Xiuxiu" sounded in his ear, hot.

I didn't blink and watched the snow slowly fall.

"Situ Xiang, can you stay away from me?"

At that time, he slept with an unclear woman, and I was angry at that time - but wasn't it the same later? Forgive? Why don't you forgive? He is a master, am I?

"I really want to stay away from you. You have too many things in your heart. I don't know if there is me in it. If so, how can you be willing to make me feel wronged like that?

"Don't do this..." He sighed, "Really don't make trouble. Am I not good enough for you?"

He asked, am I not good enough for you?

At the thirtieth of the New Year, it is rare to have such a quiet moment. I got up and walked outside by myself. As soon as I opened the door, a cold wind came to my face and I felt half awake. I stumbled, but I didn't take a step, but I was hugged by him. Xiuxiu, come back." His head, leaning on my shoulder, was heavy and heavy. I was extremely tired. "Situ Xiang, let me go."

Stretch out his hand to catch the snowflakes outside the eaves... The sky was dark, but only one after another. After a burst of coldness, the palm turned into a pool of water. My other hand held the golden bag and smiled sweetly. "You stay away from me, just stay away."

I'm extremely disappointed in you - you're not what I imagined.

My heart is very cold.

I thought you would treat me well, but not the man behind me who would ask, "Am I still not good enough for you?"

I was determined to step out, but he suddenly raised his voice, "What do you want me to do?"

I'll go again...

"Do you think I'm easy? Xiuxiu, have you asked me if my heart is bitter and tired?

I stared at him, "You never told me about your pain and fatigue. You blame me in your heart. What can I do?"

"Then I will tell you everything in the future, okay?"

I smiled and said, "You still have so many aunts. What do you say to them and tell me?"

"What do you want me to do to forgive me a little?"

I crossed my waist and smiled, "Unless you kneel in this yard with a clothesline all night, I will forgive you. I will never mention leaving you again in the future! If you dare to kneel all night, I don't care how many women you sleep with in the future!"

I raised my head high, "Do you dare?"

It's really cold outside. I said "Aqiu--"

He asked, "If I really kneel, will you listen to me?"

I smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Humph!

He straightened up, "Where's the board?"

I'm really straighter, "I'll get it for you." He trotted all the way, excitedly brought the seventh aunt's special washing board for raccoon clothes, fell heavily to the ground, and then raised his waist to look at him. He raised his chin, which meant - do you dare?

Hundreds of years since the founding of the Universiade, I have never heard of a man kneeling on the clothes board! If he dares to kneel, I, Li Liangxiu, dare to be a good concubine!

I didn't expect him to do nothing and immediately kneel on the ground--

"Hey!" I woke up.

I stood there in shock for a moment, and the goose feather snow had covered his shoulders. This ** owner's new robe was also very thin. His body was straight and cool, and he said to me word by word, "Are you satisfied?"

That voice sounds like he has an uncontradictable hatred with me.

My soft heart suddenly became hard again.

"You kneel down! Keep kneeling!"

He said he was about to go back in frustration...

"You said you wanted to listen to me!" He grabbed me again with one sentence.

I'm shaking. I don't know what my mood is. Shame? Uneasy? Heartache... Pooh! Who is heartbroken! I said viciously, "What do you want to say? Let it go!"

"Xiuxiu." But he just kept calling my name." If you have anything to say, say it quickly!" I look a little angry.

I can't bear to look at his face. I know that he is in good shape and has stayed in the barracks. He must have learned martial arts. Thousands of words, but he only said, "Are you really not leaving?" A hard and cold word, what I expected in my heart suddenly seemed to fail... I was so angry that I immediately ran into the room, "Don't you want to go? Is it okay to stay in your house for the rest of your life?"

The door was closed by my "Peng--" sound.

The heater in the room has not been extinguished. My wine has completely woken up. The wine jar was on the ground, and I kicked it and turned around. I picked up my chopsticks to eat meat, which was still warm. I took two bites, but I felt that it was not delicious at all.

I often look out from the window, but I see him still kneeling...

I decided to be ruthless and take a nap on the chair with my head in my arms, but I can't rest well no matter what. When I really couldn't help opening my eyes again, I looked outside the room - it was brighter. The man is on the snowdrift, like a snowman.

Is he, he, is he really a fool?

"Situ Xiang, get back!"

The man didn't respond - shouldn't he be frozen and stupid?

I rushed out, "Situ Xiang! Situ Xiang! Situ Xiang!" I squatted in front of him. His head was covered with snow, and his eyebrows and eyelashes were stained with snow beads. I touched his face, but the face was cold and hard - it was no different from a corpse.

Isn't he very strong? Isn't it as strong as a calf? I panicked, "Situ Xiang, Situ Xiang, don't scare me... This is not funny..." I patted him on the face again and again, but he just didn't respond at all. I ran back and saw a big teapot on the heater. I didn't care what was inside, so I took the teapot out - oh, this big teapot is hot! I got it! But at this time, I can't take care of anything. His fingers must be red, and they don't seem to care about it. He just thought that he was dead, but it was really not fun. He hugged the teapot, ran to him, and poured tea on his head--

That's extremely hot water. Suddenly, the snow melted... His wet clothes were exposed, but he was still motionless. I was stunned - did he really die? Lingyuncheng's first son, a dage, was punished by his concubine to kneel, and then froze to death...

Situ Xiang was wise, but finally died like this...

Will they let me be buried? Thinking of my age like a flower... A beautiful man who hasn't slept enough in the world, I haven't tried several of the tricks in the Spring-Gong picture... I just got a large amount of New Year's money, and I haven't figured out how to spend it, and I'm going to die so young?

But when I thought about it, he was killed by me again. Otherwise, let's make a pair of ghosts and mandarin ducks. See you on Huangquan Road. Well, in fact, there should be many ghosts and beauties in the hell. Pan An and Song Yu are both ghosts...

I was thinking nonsense, only squatting stupidly and forgetting to cry. When the "dead man" in front of me suddenly coughed twice, I was still wandering...

"Li Liangxiu!"

"Ah--" I jumped up, "Are you rebellious?"

He opened his eyes laboriously, "I'm deliberately waiting. When will you shed a tear for me, you...you...you are good..."

"You're not dead? Did you lie to me?"

"Don't worry, I'm dying, live up to your expectations." He swallowed slowly and sounded like a bell, "You let me kneel in the snow for so long and scalded me with boiling water. It's strange that I didn't die. Don't worry, I'm dead, and I will definitely take you with me. Then you are happy, aren't you?"

Who...who said it? Who slandered me! I obviously cherish my little life!

I was just trying to defend myself, that man... that man, actually fell on me...

I'm falling on my mother... Well, Auntie's chest...pervert...

I was silent for a moment and began to drag this man into his room...

I really didn't mean it, but he was almost as heavy as a dead pig. Although I love him very much, I really can't carry it. I think he scolded so much that he probably won't die for a while, so... So... In order not to let others swallow me alive, I'd better be self-reliable.

When I finally dragged him to **, he and I were already soaked. I'm going to take off his clothes, and I feel it's hard, like ice. I went to pat him in the face, but there was no response at all. As for this person, he should know how to strengthen his body, otherwise he will be easily weak... This weakness is not good! It's all his fault! I'm not wrong at all! So I don't feel sad at all!

But what's wrong with me unconsciously softening my movements...

This is really a cheating New Year's Eve.

I finally stripped him naked and hurriedly stuffed it into **. But... the figure is still good... Well, I haven't touched it for a long time... It's just that why is it so hot?

"Hmm...hot..."

My aunt's conscience suddenly... hurt so much.

"Good boy, I love you so much..." Shame...

He moaned again: "Well...cold..."

So hot and cold? Just look at him trembling, which is not fake. What's the best?

"Mother...Mother..."

His hand touched, where did he touch? Do you want milk? Or do you have an affair with my mother-in-law? Bastard!

He touched happily and shouted, "Hang'er doesn't want to be the emperor. Xiang'er just wants to live in peace, okay? Mother..."