MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 29 The Lame Prince of Shura Field

When Wei Zishi called Congliang, one ear penetrated directly into Congliang's heart.

You must know that for so long, don't say it by name, Wei Zishi has never even called her "Hello", except that the murderer seldom took the initiative to tell her anything, her name Congliang himself is not very satisfied, his father named it only because of Literally, the old man has been rough all his life, and he feels that one must have a conscience in life. With the addition of the surname Cong, the superposition of the two words means goodness, and that's how it is called.

She once borrowed her brother's dictionary to check it out, and found out that most of the good people refer to the good people after doing bad things, or the old prostitutes. Women don't mean to find a good person to marry, and they are better than good ones. Concession is better than good.

It's just that this name was not very pleasing from childhood to adulthood. When Wei Zishi called it like this, Cong Liang was so tender that it seemed that he could fall off the scum when he touched it. The resonance brought by the close chests, especially Wei Zishi's voice, was clear and ding-dong, which made Congliang instantly feel that her name is good. Her name is wonderful.

As for the content, it took a long time for Cong Liang to look at Shimei, before he realized what Wei Zishi said, a thunderbolt flashed in his mind, and the sky was clear.

Finally, I know that Wei Zishi went out to sit on a cold bench in the middle of the night for so long, so don't hide from her, a posture of fighting to the death, what is the reason.

"You've been worrying about this all day?" Congliang patted Wei Zishi's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Put me down first."

Wei Zishi slowly loosened his strength against Cong Liang, and Cong Liang leaned back against the pillar and slipped to the ground, shrouded in his arms when Wei Zi bent over and looked down at her.

The two of them are still close to each other. Just now, Wei Zishi was hanging on the pillar and kept scolding the things on her thigh. Now he is poking her lower abdomen, and Liangliang's throat is tight, but he does not shyly dodge, but stretches out his hand to embrace Wei Zishi. waist, so that the distance between the two changed from being close to each other.

Like a coquettish kitten, he turned his head sideways into Wei Zishi's arms, and looked up at Wei Zishi obsessively.

Her liking, her yearning, her invitation, her unreserved attitude stimulated Wei Zishi's pupils. He lowered his eyelashes and took Congliang's love for him into his eyes. At this moment, he knew why. No matter how he struggled, he still fell into the hands of this woman.

No one doesn't like to be liked by others, especially when it is accompanied by the madness and enthusiasm of doing everything possible, and Wei Zishi has never experienced the feeling that someone is crazy for him.

His masculine dignity and sense of conquest were fiercely satisfied, Wei Zishi faintly raised his eyebrows at Congliang, his small dimples appeared, his smile was particularly bad, his arms were hooked on Congliang's waist and tightened again, and he lowered his head and pressed it again. At the same time, he swayed his waist unbearably.

This time Wei Zishi's movements were particularly gentle, accompanied by his swaying waist from time to time, Congliang opened his lips slightly, raised his head to meet Wei Zishi's lingering, and clasped his fingers behind Wei Zishi's waist to condone his movements.

The lights exploded again, Wei Zishi hugged Congliang tightly, his slender fingertips lifted the hem of Congliang's shirt, his fiery palms pressed against Congliang's side waist, and pinched lightly twice, but he didn't go up or down, just pressed his lips to the side. Congruent nose tip, extremely restrained calm impulse.

Although they didn't calm down for a long time, they didn't move any more. The two embraced each other with their eyes closed. The atmosphere in the air was warm and peaceful like never before.

Congliang knew what Wei Zishi was worried about, he loosened Wei Zishi's waist, pulled Wei Zishi's back with a small hand, and said softly, "Don't be afraid," Congliang said, "I don't need to be the queen mother, you don't need to care about that."

"Huh?" Wei Zishi opened his eyes, "What did you say...what?"

"If I don't be the queen mother, there will be no obstacles between us," Cong Liang also raised his eyebrows slightly like Wei Zishi and smirked, "You don't have to worry about anything."

"You are already the queen mother, the only queen mother at the moment..."

"Just say you're dead," Cong Liang interrupted Wei Zishi. "When I came out of the palace to look for you, I already told the emperor to announce that the queen mother died of illness."

Cong Liang frowned when he said this, "I just don't know why he kept hiding it. The second brother said that he still goes to the empty hall every day to say goodbye."

"You... what you said is true?!" Wei Zishi pinched Congliang's waist with a bit of strength. "Do you know that if you cheat and get away..." From now on, not only will you be the queen mother, but also the daughter of the captain.

The expression of shock and anticipation from the good meeting Wei Zi was revealed, and even the restraint that he had always been good at was lost. The two stared at each other in a silly manner, "Pfft!" They smiled, "You tap my waist to make you break it. already."

"Yes, yes," Congliang said solemnly, "I will follow you namelessly in the future, and then if you want to be banned, you can ban it, if you want to beat it, you can beat it, and you can get a chain. Tie me to the head of your bed so I can't take a step away from you."

"Isn't it particularly enjoyable to listen to?" Cong Liang rubbed his head against Wei Zishi's chest with a smile, "Can't you understand the anger?" Can you understand the anger you suffered from being locked up by the Queen Mother for so long?

Wei Zishi slowly restrained his expression. When he first heard it, his mind was overheated, and he looked at Congliang in a daze, as if he didn't believe that someone would give up the position above ten thousand people for their own personal feelings. From now on, let alone Jinyi Yu Shi can't even use his true identity.

When he saw Wei Zi, he frowned and knew that he was thinking nonsense again. Cong Liang quickly changed the subject, "Why are you still not satisfied?"

Congliang stood on tiptoe and scratched Wei Zishi's ear and said, "It's a big deal, if you want to inject medicine in the future, you can inject medicine, if you want to kiss, if you want to hug," Congliang gently shook his waist and rubbed Wei Zishi's words before he was distracted and half soft. , "Tie me to the head of the bed, you don't have to bear it, what do you want..."

"The second half of the little girl's life depends entirely on the love of His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince... Oh my god!" Cong Liangzheng said, racking his brains to make people happy, but Wei Zishi suddenly grabbed his knees and armpits. stand up.

This posture is familiar and familiar. She has hugged people several times, but suddenly it is her being held, which feels quite beautiful. It's just that Wei Zishi didn't wear special shoes, and he walked up and down when he walked. Cong Liang was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold him and throw him out.

But thinking of what might happen next, Congliang feels light and airy. According to her current state, even if Wei Zishi can't hold her and throw her out, she can float onto the bed by herself.

Surprisingly, although Wei Zishi's arm did not have the muscle group of male knots, it contained the essence that men are inherently stronger than women. He held people very firmly, and he walked to the bed in a few steps.

Cong Liang, who is familiar with the beginner's guide, can probably imagine the next plot.

Wei Zishi's evil spirits threw her wildly, throwing, pressing, pressing, on the quilt, tearing, pulling, pulling, chopping...whatever, and then it was ecstasy and bone-smashing and unspeakable.

In the blink of an eye, a flash passed from the good mind. When I asked the doctor that day, the doctor told Wei Zi that he must take good care of his body first. The disease of the plague is a serious injury to the body, and he told him not to be careless.

It's just that these warnings were immediately followed by the various sun-colored small pieces that I had seen in the system a few days ago, some of which were circulating in my mind, and they were thrown out of my mind.

Congliang stared with an unspeakable mood, waiting for Wei Zi and was moved by the fact that she gave up her position and power for him and lived a life of dignity, unable to control her turbulent love, incarnated as Wei Xiaolang, and swooped and bit her juice. dripping.

However, when Cong Liang stared at Wei Zi with Di Liuyuan's eyes and looked at Wei Zi with a stern face, even pursing his lips and twitching his eyebrows, he put her on the edge of the bed and turned around. He brought a basin to draw water, awkwardly twisted a towel, squatted on the ground, held up her calf and wiped her feet...

The two of them ran off the bed just now, standing barefoot on the bluestone ground for a long time and kissing each other indistinguishably, all thanks to their youthful firepower!

It's just that although Wei Zishi was not favored by the emperor since he was a child, he was still a prince. The fact that he squatted down to serve others was so exciting that Cong Liang even ignored Wei Zishi's use of cold water to wipe her feet.

Congliang didn't stand up and slap her feet in panic, but looked down at Mingming with a face full of disgust, and her movements were rude, as if she was twisting her ankle with a cloth, but it was indeed Wei Zi who was wiping her feet. Crazy thinking this will dissipate like the ebb tide.

She was being served by Wei Zi from her conscience, and when the cloth wiped the soles of her feet, she suddenly smiled, but it wasn't because of itching.

Wei Zishi is really Wei Zishi, she will be happy and excited, but she will not lose her mind because of her words. She is really **** sullen and suspicious.

Gee! How could she look at such a wolf thing.

After Wei Zishi finished wiping Cong Liang, he also got water and sat next to her to scrub. Cong Liang squinted at the person for a long time, but he still had a serious face when he saw him. Say.

"I've convinced your ancestors!"

Congliang bit Wei Zishi's arm, "Tomorrow on New Year's Eve, you and I will go back to the Taiwei's mansion. The emperor will also come by then. I'm sure what I'm talking about, can it be done?"

Wei Zishi turned his head and kissed Congliang's forehead very gently. After washing, he put on his shoes and washed his hands. Congliang rolled his eyes and threw himself on the bed, sighing loudly to Wei Zishi.

But after a while, her sighs turned into giggles. It's not unreasonable for her to like Wei Zi. This kind of man is like gambling. Not to Italy.

But once you make a profit, the ecstatic ecstasy of victory can drive people's minds and make you keep pouring in, blind and blind, but you can't stop at all.

After a while, Wei Zishi finished washing his hands and came back. Congliang was lying on the bed and squinted at him. Wei Zishi leaned over and hugged Congliang's feet hanging by the bed, straightened the person, blew the candle and climbed onto the bed.

In the darkness, Wei Zishi fished Congliang into the bed, and the two hugged each other and slept warmly against each other.

Gently breathing came from his arms, Wei Zishi gently kissed Cong Liang's hair. He muttered to Cong Liang with a very small voice that could only be called mouth shape.

"If you have to be the queen mother tomorrow - then I won't be the prince."

The author has something to say: I don’t know what you understand about Aojiao

But I understand that Aojiao is like Wei Zishi, holding a small notebook to write down the gains and losses, not seeing the rabbit and not the eagle,

Even the sacrifices you are prepared to make will not tell you well.

If the two want to get together, they must settle their identities.

Daily confession, give the little angel refill mua! (*╯3╰)