Chapter 1353

At half past six in the morning, it was already light and it was still raining. It is still so fine, like ox hair, as if no one came out and shouted goodbye, it will go down to the end of the world and never stop.

The drizzle all night knocked down the dust floating in the air, took away the temperature in the air, and made Fang Yuan feel colder and colder, but his face was still so hot.

After his debut for so many years, especially when he wandered the Jianghu with a donkey after leaving Kunlun, he showed his prodigal demeanor. Although he never disdained to be innocent like those flower thieves, he only needed to show off his skills. Those seemingly noble ladies and decent little families would be ashamed and timid, open their arms to him and let him eat enough--

As long as Fang Yuan likes any woman, he seems to have never been rejected, that is, there are differences in difficulty. That also makes him more interested. After all, men are very cheap and cheap, and they don't cherish things that are too easy to get.

The "plain sailing" in the past also made Mr. Fang too complacent. He thought he was the legendary love saint. He was definitely the kind that all ages take all. This also made him mistakenly think that women are hypocritical, whether Xia Xiaoyun or Lou Xiang.

Including Qin Xiaobing.

Fang Yuan, who has always been influenced by this wrong idea, decided to take out a unique trick he had never used against any woman: bullying after deciding to formally pursue Qin Xiaobing last night.

Domineering men are women's favorite -- goat said so, and Fang Yuan deeply thought so, but the women he used to contact were easily won, so he never had the opportunity to show his unique skills in picking up girls.

Qin Xiaobing gave him a chance.

He felt that only by applying the unique skill he had never used to Qin Xiaobing, could he be worthy of the simple and kind sister Xiaobing.

God dares to guarantee that Fangyuan is sincerely pursuing Qin Xiaobing and vowed to make her the happiest girl in the world. Last night, the night with the full moon will witness his first active pursuit of girls. It should be lucky.

But what happened?

Fang Yuan feels his face still has a fever.

He has no face to see his Qin brothers and sisters again in his life. Whether it's Qin Xiaobing's desperate resistance or Qin Dachuan's fierce drinking with a knife, I will kill you. It's like two heavy sledgehammers that beat his so-called dignity and other things to pieces, making him think of bad words such as animals and scum.

If people can hide their heads in their crotch for a lifetime, Fangyuan will certainly choose that kind of life.

He won't complain about Qin Xiaobing's resistance. Qin Dachuan's anger makes him feel that he is indeed an animal. I'm sorry for his brothers and sisters. Especially when he thinks of Qin Xiaobing's frightened tears and Qin Dachuan's blood to save Yan Ying, he wants to crash his head into this tree.

The pear tree with a thick bowl has been hit by his head for more than 30 times -- if the tree can swear, it is estimated that it will point at his nose and scold: lying in the trough, you failed to pick up girls, didn't pee and drown yourself, why bother me?

I just toss you!

Fang Yuan was very angry, and his forehead hit the trunk heavily. The pear tree made a painful wordy sound. His overburdened appearance made him feel much better. When he decided to be cruel again, he heard someone say in the distance: "Alas, even if you break this tree, you can't change the reality that you are a sex wolf. Why bother?"

"I can't leave myself alone. What are you doing here?"

Fang Yuan looked up in shame and anger and saw the building Xiang in a blue sportswear coming from there with an umbrella.

This dress is the same one she wore when she was rescued from Lin Panpan a few days ago. It is very suitable for walking on mountain roads.

Building Xiang held an umbrella in his right hand and a small insulating bucket in his right hand. After being scolded by Fang Yuan, he didn't feel anything wrong. He chuckled: "you've been quiet all night. It's not a while. Are you hungry?"

Fang Yuan wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his stomach betrayed him, and he was very worthless and grunted.

He drank too much wine last night, but didn't eat much food. He confessed here all night - it is said that confession is a very physical thing, which can be compared with showing love with women. After all, he forced himself to admit that he had done wrong, which requires great courage.

"Have some food. You are now the pillar of Lihua mountain. You must maintain a healthy body before we can have a safe sleep. If you break down, people will come and bully us. "

Building Xiang said softly. He hung his umbrella on the branch above his head. He didn't care about the water on the ground. He knelt on one knee and opened the insulation bucket.

Immediately, there was a fragrance floating out. Inside was a stewed old hen, with a layer of butter floating on it, wolfberry mushrooms and other things, which made people move their fingers at a glance.

"Did you stew it?"

When I was hungry, I said I wasn't hungry in front of the food. It was never a square style. I swallowed my saliva, took the chopsticks handed over by Lou Xiang, picked up a piece of chicken and filled it in my mouth without being too hot.

"Mrs. Fang made it specially for you. My cooking skill is not so high."

Lou Yuxiang didn't take credit this time. He smiled and looked at the greedy area and said, "but to be honest, I've been to so many big restaurants before, but I've never seen a chef who can stew chicken to this level. I was full, but on my way to you, I still couldn't help eating two pieces -- "

Fang Yuan knows that Lou Yuxiang is flattering without leaving a trace.

As the president of emperor group, she is worth hundreds of billions. It's not a word what she wants to eat, let alone chicken. Even if she says she wants to eat dragon meat in the sky, it's estimated that her running dogs have to kill dragons.

She is just using this way to gently tell Fang Yuan that she wants to stay with him. I hope he won't see her again in the future and will ask her when to leave.

Lou Yuxiang doesn't care much about his face. Maybe it's good to save it.

But then again, Yanying stewed chicken is very skilled, but it's much better than sister Ma's stew, especially the delicious taste of chicken soup, which is enough to be qualified to pat the horse.

After snoring, he ate up and drank up a whole bucket of stewed chicken. Finally, he raised it and shook it upside down, so that the last drop of chicken soup also fell on his tongue, Fang Yuan sighed happily: "Alas, it's still a good day -- what are you doing staring at me?"

"Nothing, just envy your appetite."

Lou Yuxiang also sat on the grass, slowly snuggled up on the shoulders of Fang Yuan, and whispered, "a man can only do it if he can eat."

"Don't mention the word 'dry' in front of me in the future. It will always make me think of some unhealthy action."

Fang Yuan said and stretched out his right hand.

"What do you want?"

Lou Yuxiang is deliberately coquettish and coquettish. He doesn't want to do it.

Fang Yuan didn't speak, but frowned a little.

If it was a different place, he would certainly meet the little woman's hint. However, now under the eyes of all people in Lihua mountain, he earned another Coyote hat last night. Even if the building's Hunan eyes turn again, he can only let her see the style of contemporary Liu Xiahui.

Seeing Fang Yuan unhappy, Lou Xiang dared not lift his appetite any more. He chuckled and took out a box of cigarettes from his arms.

It has been seven or eight hours since Fangyuan rushed here last night. He has already smoked all his cigarettes. Now he is just full. If he doesn't enjoy the happiness of a bag of cigarettes after dinner, how can he comfort the injured little heart?

Not only does the cigarette box carry Lou Yuxiang's body fragrance, as if taking a cigarette, but also you can taste her unique taste.

After slowly spitting out the smoke, Fang Yuan comfortably closed his eyes and leaned against the poor pear tree.

Lou Yuxiang held his arm and leaned his head on his shoulder. With his backward movement, he also slowly leaned back.

The next two people didn't speak, just like the drizzle didn't stop. They sprinkled on the umbrella overhead, and the rustling sound was like silkworms eating mulberry leaves, which was very emotional.

After smoking a cigarette, Fang Yuan opened his eyes and said softly, "go back to Jiangsu Province."

"I don't want to go."

"That's your home."

"The definition of home often refers specifically to people."

Building Xiang said in a dreamy voice: "parents are here, life still has a place to come, parents go, life is only the way home."

The meaning of this sentence she said is not difficult to understand: when our parents are here, we still have a home. Every holiday, we can still have a place to think about and get together. We can miss home. When our parents are gone, we become orphans. We are busy and no one cheers. Finally, we only have to go to the final destination of our life.

Although we will also have a family, but there is a home where we live from childhood to adulthood is gone, and the home where people live and miss for half of their life is gone, we will yearn for that home infinitely. We just want to complete the current mission quickly and return to the home full of childlike fun, peace and joy.

Fang Yuan tasted the meaning of this sentence carefully and said in silence for a long time: "master Lou loves you very much."

"After all, it's just my grandfather, with an insurmountable gap between them."

Lou Xiang twisted his waist a few times and buried his head in his arms. When he spoke again, his voice was mixed with a trace of crying: "he also knows this. After all, he is not just my grandfather. And this year he's 80 to 40 years old. Although his body is still strong, everyone knows that the old man's sudden driving crane back to the west is very big -- grandpa said before he left. He hopes I can find a strong man to protect me after his death. "

"Do you still need protection?"

Fang Yuan asked in a low voice.

"I've been too strong in the past. The bad things I've done are hard to write in Hsinchu."

Lou Xiang gently sucked his nose and said, "when Grandpa was alive, no one had touched me, but once he went, I would be thrown out as a scapegoat to calm other people's anger."

Lou Xiang is not pretending to be poor. What she said is true.

Over the years, with Lou Minggong's deliberate connivance and support, when Lou Xiang took charge of the emperor group, he did everything for the sake of family interests, which is bound to offend many people.

In the eyes of outsiders, Lou Yuxiang seems to have unlimited scenery, but she herself knows that she can live so arrogant and unscrupulous because of the needs of the interests of the whole Lou family. As long as she strives for enough interests for the family, her cousins and nephews can hide behind her glory and enjoy real life.

She is a knife that the Lou family snatched for their interests.

Once Lou Minggong dies, the knife will be dull.

At this time, the knife will be abandoned. The real elites of the Lou family who have been dormant under her light for too long will not hesitate to push her out as a scapegoat to calm the dissatisfaction of all parties and protect their own interests.

Sacrificing a building Xiang that created great interests for the family to keep these interests will not have any psychological burden on the elites of the building family.