Chapter 3742

After talking for a while, Li Guiqin couldn't help yawning, and smiled at Nanxi with a little apology. "After giving birth to Xiang'er, my bones are getting worse day by day, and I feel sleepy at noon, which makes my sister laugh."

Nanxi thought Li Guiqin was rude, but he said with a smile, "it's human nature to be trapped in spring and lack in autumn. It's my sister. I'm disturbing my sister-in-law's rest."

Li Guiqin smiled and called her close mother, "Grandma Wang, take aunt Biao and master Biao to the guest room to have a rest."

Nanxi got up with a wink and smiled and went to the guest room to rest with mammy Wang.

It's a guest room, but it's actually a separate yard.

Mother Wang is the old lady beside Li Guiqin. After taking Nanxi and Yang Xian there, she assigned several servant girls to serve her. Then she got up to leave and went back to reply to Li Guiqin.

Nanxi sent the servant girl assigned by mother Wang to the yard and said this in the house with Yang Xian.

After making sure that no one around could hear their mother and son's protection, Nanxi raised his hand and slapped him.

For fear of being seen at dinner at night, Nanxi didn't dare to slap in the face. This slap fell directly on Nanxi's back.

Yang Xian was spoiled and brought up by Nanxi. He was very distressed to touch Nanxi for a summer. At the moment, he was suddenly slapped and shouted by Nanxi. Yang Xian was angry, but his face was wronged, "Mom, why did you hit me?"

Nanxi looked at himself and slapped him. Yang Xian obviously had a dissatisfied expression. His face sank in an instant. "Pa" patted the table and snapped, "why? I can't beat you?"

Nanxi's attitude was hard. Yang Xian was as soft as stabbing a balloon. He hurried behind Nanxi and helped Nanxi pinch his shoulder. He said, "it's natural for my mother to beat my son. My son didn't react at the moment. My mother must not be angry with her son. If I take my mother's anger for good or bad, my son will be responsible for his death."

Nanxi itself hurts Yang Xian. At the moment, Yang Xian is obedient. Nanxi's attitude softened instantly. He raised his hand and poked on Yang Xian's forehead, sighing, "you can coax me with these nice words. Don't think I don't know what medicine you sell in your gourd."

Yang Xiansi didn't feel guilty about being poked by Nanxi. She just smiled and said, "my son has been humiliated by my mother. My mother wants to fight and punish. It's all my son's fault, but this cousin..."

Before he came, Yang Xian was very disgusted with Nanxi's idea of letting him enter the south home, but after seeing Jiujiu, he simply agreed with it with both hands and feet.

He didn't want to because he thought that even if two ugly people had children, the children would be no better.

But since I met him just now, especially when I thought of Jiujiu's beautiful appearance, Yang Xian's body was half crisp.

It's the first time I've seen him for so many years.

If he could marry such a girl, he would be willing to lose his life for the rest of his life, not to mention that if he married Jiujiu, he would be married to this thousand marquis.

It's a fool who doesn't want to kill with one stone.

Just now, when Yang Xian was staring at Jiu Jiu, Nanxi knew that this worthless son had a crush on other people's girls. Now Yang Xian mentioned Jiu Jiu again, and Nanxi snorted, "what did I say before coming?"

Thousands of people urged him to be patient even if he despised them. Even if he didn't like other girls, he should pretend to be a scholar with a gentle and elegant temperament, vowing to fascinate Nanxiang and let Nanxiang marry him willingly.

Well, Nanxiang just appeared. His eyes were staring straight at other girls. He couldn't open his eyes, let alone Nanxiang couldn't see it. Even he wanted to slap himself.

Which childe of the family would look at other people's girls like this?

Where is this graceful young man? He is clearly a lecherous apprentice.

Fortunately, the couple in the South and northeast are honest and easy to fool. For another person, they were afraid that they would have kicked their mother and son out long ago.

Nanxi looked at Yang Xian, who was obviously fascinated by beauty, and sighed.

Yang Xian also knew that his appearance was really unsightly, but at the thought of Jiujiu's charming appearance, his heart was like being scratched by a cat's paw. He couldn't help shaking Nanxi's arm back and forth, and said coquettishly, "Mom, mom, you can help your son this time."

Yang Xian knelt on the ground and looked up at Nanxi. He had the same peach blossom eyes as his father. His eyes were shining. "Mom, as long as you depend on your son this time, your son will listen to you in the future, okay?"

Yang Xian has been coquettish since he was a child. Now he is coquettish and guaranteed. Nanxi couldn't help but soften his heart and sighed, "well, I'll help you explore the wind tomorrow and see what your uncle thinks."

After saying this, Nanxi seemed to say to Yang Xian, and seemed to be persuading himself, "you are his nephew. How can you be better than ordinary cats and dogs."

Yang Xian himself nodded vigorously, "if you can be my cousin, my son will work hard. He will come back from an examination of fame and earn a high life for his mother."

Nanxi was coaxed by Yang Xianhua. "Well, well, my mother is waiting for you to get your fame and be your wife."

After coaxing Nanxi, Yang Xian was relieved and got up to go back to his house.

Yang Xian sat down in the room, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea.

After a few cups of cold tea, the hot mind ignited by Jiujiu was much lighter.

Yang Xian touched his recovered heart, walked towards the bed, prepared to take a short break, and greeted the coming dinner with a full spirit.

Yang Xiancai sat beside the bed and there was a knock outside the door.

Yang Xian closed the scattered clothes, and then opened his mouth, "come in."

'squeak ~ '

The door was pushed open from the outside, followed by a slow closing sound. After a quick trot, a man fell straight into Yang Xianhuai.

Wen Xiang's nephrite was full of fragrance and her nose was full of charming fragrance. Yang Xian picked up the woman in her arms and looked at the man's rosy cheeks, affectionate eyes and charming appearance. His body reacted faster than his brain. If he didn't want to, he bowed his head, held the touch of purplish red and sucked hard.

There was a rustling voice in the house.

Yang Xian vigorously rubbed the woman's palm and rubbed the woman's body all over with crimson. The woman couldn't help crying. Just when she thought it was natural, Yang Xian stopped in vain and slowly closed all the women's clothes, saying, "green lotus, don't make trouble."

Her body was hot and her heart was hot. Bilian suddenly said something to Yang Xian. She stayed as if she wanted to, and looked at Yang Xian unbelievably, "Yang Lang, what are you talking about?"