MTL - Scumbags Follow the Good System-Chapter 30 The Lame Prince of Shura Field

On New Year's Eve the next day, Congliang, who was supposed to return to the Taiwei's mansion early, dawdled with Wei Zishi until he had to leave in the afternoon, and then he took four slaves and sat in the carriage that her second brother had prepared a long time ago. The Grand Lieutenant's Mansion hurried away.

Congliang was actually quite afraid to see the original body's family. The system said that the original body had been destroyed because of the collapse of the data link. Congliang was afraid that he would not be able to replace the fake, or that the system tampered with something wrong, which would be very troublesome at that time.

On the carriage, Liang was sleeping on Wei Zi's thigh when he was sleeping, but in fact, he confirmed with the system again and again in his mind.

"If there are a lot of people waiting, can you really tamper with it at the same time?"

"Can you do it, how many times have you asked... Suck it up." The system and good friends were eating noodles in Jinjiang Mall, sweating profusely.

"Our family has no points, where do you get the money to eat noodles, are you saving up with me?!"

Congliang was already anxious, and she was very nervous when she had to face so many "family members". She couldn't tell Wei Zishi about this. She wanted the system to comfort her. The system was obviously very impatient. Find Xiao Fangfang.

"Can I have a face?" The system also roared, "Didn't our family's money be replaced with nutrient solution to feed the wolves you raised? My good friend thinks I'm so pitiful, treat me to a bowl of noodles, what are you yelling at?! "

"...Humph," Xiao.Ku's temper was getting bigger and bigger, and he hummed in a good manner, one or two were like this, and without points to eat noodles for that Xiaofanglian, Xiaofanglian dared to follow her When the stab, if the identity between the two is not settled, Wei Zishi can't wait to kiss and hold the time.

Congliang, who was pretending to be sleeping, suddenly sat up with the corpse, Wei Zishi was hanging his head and tracing Congliang's eyebrows and eyes with his fingers in the air, but he didn't expect people to suddenly get up and have no time to avoid, Congliang's forehead was unbiased and sturdy when he knocked Wei Zi's nose. superior.

Cong Liang felt bad when he heard Wei Zishi's pained cry. He sat up and looked at her. Wei Zishi looked at her expressionlessly. Two bright red blood lines came out from his nose. Cong Liang was in a hurry and didn't touch her in his arms. When I got to the towel, I had to drag my wide sleeves to block it.

Wei Zishi frowned, his face was not very good, his nose was sore and painful, and he didn't know why the blood was so prosperous. It was like a faucet that was turned on. sleeve.

"Oops!" Cong Liangjian's blood flowed endlessly, and he quickly turned his neck upside down when he gave Wei Zi a village recipe, his **** hands grabbed Wei Zi's hair and pulled a few strands of hair on top of his head, and said, "Papapa" He slapped Wei Zishi several times on the forehead.

Wei Zishi made Congliang's face bewildered by these series of actions. As soon as he raised his face and wanted to speak, he swallowed "Gu Dong" because of the backflow of blood from his head up, and his face turned black immediately.

The incident of swallowing a nosebleed made Wei Zishi feel bad, so he pushed Congliang's hand over his face with all his strength, and quickly lowered his head to let the nosebleed flow out through the regular channels.

At this time, the carriage also happened to stop at the gate of the Taiwei's Mansion. Congliang's bleeding couldn't stop when he saw Wei Zi, and he was so distressed that this talent was just recovering from a serious illness. blood, the body cannot bear it.

Cong Liang hurriedly started to pull Wei Zishi's head again. She had nosebleeds when she was a child. Her mother asked her to raise her head, grab the hair on top of her head, and slapped her head a few times, and the nosebleeds slowly stopped.

She figured out if she didn't use enough strength, she slapped Wei Zishi's head hard, and just "slapped" a slap in the face, she was forced to pull her head up because she couldn't reach Congliang, she wanted to speak again, but she swallowed again. With a mouthful of nosebleeds, Wei Zi, who instantly turned on the violent mode, kicked a familiar flying scud on his thigh.

Wei Zishi hadn't followed Congliang for a long time. This time, he really couldn't resist the strength of this bitch. He knew in a trance that Congliang might be helping him, but the nosebleed was so disgusting that he got on his feet, but he didn't want to guess Elsewhere, I couldn't reach my butt, so I just kicked my foot against my thick thighs.

At this level, it's not even a fight between the two, and it's not even a fierce fight. But this little kick was extremely tricky, so that Congliang, who couldn't grab the wall of the car, kicked out the carriage directly along the curtain of the car.

Tucked his knees and stretched back for a few weeks and a half. Congliang doesn't remember anymore. Anyway, he didn't get hurt. The few times he clicked, there were blood spots on his front and face, plus he rolled on the ground and got dust all over his body, so the image does not need to be explained.

When I learned that my daughter came back today, I learned that the carriage was in front of the mansion, and escaped from a plague, the family was eager to see Congliang, and the second elder and three older brothers were happily waiting at the door, watching Congliang get into the car. When he fell out, the blood all over his body rolled several times on the ground, and he couldn't find Bei for a long time when he sat up.

The second brother took a few steps to lift Cong Liang from the ground with his long legs. The elder brother drew his machete and pointed at the carriage. The third brother also pointed his hidden weapon at the tip of his finger. Holding her neck, Mrs. Taiwei was almost frightened by a heart attack, panting, clutching her heart and leaning against the Taiwei...

Wei Zishi kicked Congliang off the carriage with one foot, and was so frightened that he couldn't even cover his nose. He had a mess of hair pulled by Congliang on his head, a **** handprint on his forehead, and his nose bleeds. The climber jumped off the carriage.

"Congliang!" Wei Zishi had never been so flustered in his life. For fear that Congliang would be knocked down and broken or stepped on by a horse, he jumped out of the car and went straight to Congliang, pulling away the second brother, ignoring the elder brother's machete on his shoulders and reaching The third brother's hidden weapon was placed on the back waist, and his hands touched from the top of Congliang's head to the bottom of his heels in full view.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Congliang, I grabbed the **** arms and kissed them several times on the forehead, only to realize later that the Taiwei family was staring at them both dumbfounded.

When the family met for the first time, the scene can be said to be... 10,000 horses galloping.

When Wei Zishi's nosebleed was stopped by two needles from the doctor in Taiwei's house, Congliang stammered and explained the matter to several members of the family.

At the New Year's Eve dinner, the family sat at the table, smilingly answering the questions of the captain and his wife, and from time to time serving the brothers diligently, listening to the system's memory-tampering voice every now and then I am very satisfied.

At least not as she thought, the uninterrupted voices were tampering with memories, which means that she played a fairly successful role, and she was very happy to be able to comfort her family Cong Liang instead of the original body.

However, because of the incident at the entrance of the Taiwei's mansion, Wei Zishi was embarrassed to eat, as if he hadn't eaten enough for hundreds of lifetimes, so he could not wait to put his head in his rice bowl. Occasionally, the three brothers raised their glasses to him, and he would kill them in one gulp.

There was nothing like the prince and queen mother at this meal. The family ate happily. The family had already heard about the second brother about Congliang and Wei Zishi. I was afraid that I would hate my daughter, but I finally felt relieved when I saw the state of the two of them today.

At the beginning, the Taiwei learned that his daughter had banned the prince, and repeatedly advised him to rehearse the book several times, but the daughter was coddled and stubborn since she was a child, and did not listen to the advice, so she tried her best to use the hand of the tenth prince to help Wei Zishi escape from the palace.

Unexpectedly, the escape from the palace failed, and the two of them seem to be not without affection now. He had a deep dimple, his eyes glued to his daughter's body in a misty way, tsk tsk tsk in his heart.

They don't understand the feelings of young people very well, but they can become a couple even by hard shutting them up.

Wei Zishi's drinking volume is really contrary to his heroic sips, and after a few glasses of wine, he is still sitting there smiling and showing two small dimples like a person. A pair of feet on the bottom of the table are stepping on Congliang's feet, grinding them around. , rolling over and over.

Congliang was holding a dumpling, Wei Zishi's hand drilled hard along the seams of her tightly twisted legs, Congliang bit on his cheek with a chomp, and tears came down when it hurt.

"Are you really not going back to the palace?" Mrs. Taiwei handed Congliang a glass of water. After Congliang rinsed her mouth, she spun it back and forth, not knowing how to express her position without being too pretentious, so she nodded stunned.

"Not going back."

"Alright," Mrs. Taiwei said with a look of relief, "you shouldn't have entered the palace in the first place..." Whose girl is not willing to marry a wishful husband but prefers to marry an old man, even if the old man is the emperor, he is also a Deputy old coffin board, how to move!

At first, Mrs. Taiwei disapproved very much, but her daughter was used to being lawless by several people in her family since she was a child.

It was so easy to raise a son and become the queen mother. The wife of the Taiwei only thought that her daughter did not love the world and only loves power. Where can I go to see the six princes who live in seclusion at the ceremony.

"Since you are determined not to return to the palace, the imperial power will be turbulent, and you can't claim that the empress dowager has passed away." It is not a good opportunity to declare that the Queen Mother has passed away."

"After consultation with the emperor, I decided to find a portrait of you first and replace it in the palace..."

From the good little chicken nodding like pecking rice, she almost clapped her hands to say hello. It was indeed her lack of thoughtfulness. The little emperor relied on the Cong clan to ascend. If the big backer died, it would definitely be troublesome. When the little emperor sits firmly on the throne, it doesn't matter if the empress dowager dies or not.

The captain squinted to see that his family was always strategizing, step by step, scheming and calculating the position of the queen mother, holding the little emperor in the palm of his hand, even his daughter, who sometimes lamented himself, became stupid for some reason, shook his head, love Mistakes are also saved, it's still good, my daughter should be like this.

The foundation of his Cong's family business is a life-and-death struggle on the battlefield. He used to understand that his daughter wanted to help Congjia's heart in Wei more deeply rooted, but he did not agree with her daughter's practice of betting on her own happiness for Congjia's sake.

He has been loyal and good from generation to generation, determined that it is impossible to win the country, and the tree is big enough to attract the wind. The tree is already big enough. He has been thinking about cutting branches and pruning branches.

But the reason why he didn't stop his daughter from supporting the prince who was brought up by himself, and still supported it, is because the prince Wei Yue has the talent to govern the country. Covetousness, the state of Wei's mountains and rivers are impregnable, and there is peace and commerce between countries, and there is no calamity of war. There is no need to kill a decisive king. On the contrary, benevolence and kindness are the blessings of the people of Wei.

Now that the daughter and the sixth prince are also entangled in a relationship, it is the best, but the old captain and his wife are very relieved.

"It's just that even if you are in love with the sixth prince in the future, you will have nothing to do with it. If the sixth prince will be named king and accept the concubine..."

"He dares!" Cong Liang clenched his small fist and waved it in the air, "My three brothers are all highly skilled in martial arts, my father is the prefect of the Chao Dynasty, and he has hundreds of thousands of troops from the family. He dares to bully me. Can beat him!"

In fact, Congliang has a very deep heart. For a person like Wei Zishi, let alone her who likes his capriciousness, he can do it well. Even if there is a silly girl like her who is not worried about being beaten, Wei Zishi will not like it.

She knew her vision very well. Wei Zishi first let her see the light and forced her to do all the intimate contact that she could do. Only then did she accept her with great effort. Wei Zishi simply has a mental obstacle in physical contact. .

It may be caused by congenital physical disability, or it may be caused by long-term inferiority complex.

The family laughed when they heard Congliang's words, Wei Zishi was already drunk and collapsed on the table.

After Zi Shi was full, Wei Zishi was helped to the guest room and fell asleep. The family got some candied cakes and watched the old age around the table. They were all talking about the original body and the three older brothers when they were children. This aspect of memory was not written in the plot, but whenever someone interjected, the system would sound a reminder to tamper with the memory, and finally, it was unbearable to scold Congliang in his head.

"Don't you have a fake number yourself? The old man is messing with something, why don't you shut up?"

Congliang had no choice but to use the excuse of peeing to get up for a walk, wait for these few people to talk about this, and then walk back.

She was unfamiliar with the Taiwei Mansion, and it was quite big. If she couldn't come back after a turn, it would be lively. After thinking about it, she dragged a little maid and asked Wei Zishi to rest in the room, and went to see people.

She has not seen Wei Zishi when she is drunk. In the plot, when the queen mother forced Wei Zishi to drink, she did not see any abnormal reaction when she was drunk. Thinking of the fact that Wei Zishi pinched her thigh under the table after drinking a few drinks just now, Cong Liang I just felt that my legs were a little weak, as if walking on cotton.

There were two little maids guarding outside the house. Congliang pushed the two of them away and pushed the door into the house. Wei Zishi lay quietly on the bed to sleep. Wei Zishi held a full embrace.

Wei Zishi may have washed up before, and there is only a faint smell of alcohol on his body. Cong Liang bowed twice in his arms, raised his head and glanced at it, saying that he was drunk, standing firmly and hugging tightly, not very similar . It is said that he is not drunk, there is a layer of water mist in Wei Zishi's eyes that is not usually there, Qing Lingling's look is particularly gentle, and there is a wave of light.

"Are you pretending to be drunk?" Cong Liang asked.

"It's really drunk." Wei Zishi took Congliang's hand and turned a screen, came to the window, stretched out his hand to pull the oiled paper, pushed open the window, hugged Congliang from behind, lowered his head and buried it in the back of Congliang's neck.

"It's not drunk, it's you." Cold air came in from the open sash. Behind this window is the backyard of the Taiwei's mansion, facing an unknown low forest. The cold air of winter nights is blowing, a bit like Wei Zishi's body. The smell surrounds.

Congliang leaned back into Wei Zishi's arms, the two embraced tightly, Congliang closed his eyes, enjoying Wei Zishi's delicate kiss behind her ear and in her hair.

I just enjoyed it for a while, but I can't enjoy it anymore, because Wei Zishi's delicate and pure kisses turned into gnawing and sucking at some point, sucking the water on the back of her neck and ears, and the people who listened to it felt numb in their scalps and hearts. suffocate.

Cong Liang earned a bit, but his will to escape was not very firm.

The wind blowing in from the window passed the place where Wei Zishi had kissed.

Wei Zishi suddenly arched forward, pressed Congliang to the window sill, stretched out his hand to close the window sash, and at the same time warmed his fingers along the hem of Congliang's jacket to gently hold Congliang, and said lowly and emotionally against Congliang's ear, "I heard it all."

Congliang was completely dumbfounded by Wei Zishi's sudden action. He didn't dare to move. He stared at the flickering candlelight on the windowsill in confusion, and said, "Listen, listen, listen... what do you hear?"

Wei Zishi flipped and grasped with his fingers, and the softness in his hand was constantly changing shape under the squeeze, and he couldn't catch his breath from a good breath.

Hear you for me, really don't be the queen mother.

Wei Zishi didn't take Congliang's words, but reached out and gently pulled the buckle of Congliang's waist, "I'll give you what you want right now..."

"...No, no, no, it's not good, it's not suitable..." Congliang's brain seemed to be smashed into a paste by someone who stretched out a spoon.

"Heh," Wei Zishi laughed with two small dimples and raised his eyebrows like a hooligan, "How do you know it's not suitable if you don't try it?"

Cong Liang looked back at Wei Zishi, Wei Zishi never smiled badly, but only today, at this moment, did he really do bad things while laughing badly and saying incoherent things.

It can't be considered a bad thing, but the time is not right and the place is not very suitable. She also doesn't agree with Wei Zishi's sentence "Give you what you want". They clearly long for each other, and she doesn't believe that Wei Zishi doesn't want it.

Otherwise, how could it be so hot and hard.

The two were neatly dressed, Wei Zishi turned around from Congliang, stretched out his hand and pushed open the window, hugged Congliang tightly from the front, and let Congliang stand on his feet, his arm grabbing one of her knees that was hanging from her trousers.

"Congliang..." Wei Zishi lightly kissed Congliang's forehead, his voice was low and hoarse, "I'll be good to you for the rest of my life." The cool breeze entered again, the candlelight danced, Wei Zishi's waist was light, Congliang grabbed the window sill and bit his lips.

When Congliang was clinging to Wei Zi, the two were deeply in harmony. The shadows and candle shadows undulating on the casement made Congliang feel a little drunk. Although she didn't drink a drop, as Wei Zishi said, she was not drunk, but intoxicated.

Since when did I like him, and what event or look, Congliang can't recall. Before I didn't like him, Congliang didn't know that she would like this kind of pungent and spicy taste, but I accidentally bit it and it turned out to be The taste is especially right, as Wei Zishi said, if you don't try it, how do you know if it's suitable or not.

The two should be very suitable. Wei Zishi was breathing heavily, clasping the back of Congliang's head and twisting and kissing, blocking Congliang's humming.

After blocking for a while, the tongue became sore, and Congliang hummed more and more vigorously. Wei Zishi stopped kissing and told her against Congliang's ear with good intentions, "The maid is back, it's at the door..." Then his waist swayed violently. .

Congliang had to cover his mouth with both hands, until they finally ended the dance of love at the peak at the same time, Wei Zishi closed the window and lifted Congliang's chin to see that Congliang was already bursting with tears, and his eyes were still filled with tears. As soon as the tears bubbled, Wei Zishi grabbed Congliang's arm and shook it, and two drops of crystal glitter slowly dripped down the corners of his eyes into his temples.

The eyes and nose are red, which is really rare and pitiful.

"Hehehehe..." Wei Zishi hugged Congliang's head, smiling like never before, Congliang released his hand, snorted and slapped Wei Zishi in front of Wei Zishi's chest with "bang bang".

"You deliberately!"

Cong Liang was out of breath, and grabbed Wei Zishi's arm and took a bite.

Wei Zishi rubbed a spark of candlelight in his eyes, his eyes were glued to Cong Liang's hair, and Cong Liang slapped him everywhere, obviously it didn't hurt, and he gasped with "hiss".

Cong Liang originally planned to come out and let loose, take advantage of Wei Zishi's drunkenness, tease him, and see what difference Wei Zishi was when he was drunk. I didn't expect Wei Zishi to be so unrestrained when he was drunk.

However, with the windows open and the cool breeze blowing in front of a low forest, the entrance is full of crisp winter air. I haven't taken off my clothes, only one trouser leg. It should be considered a field battle.

Congliang washed and cleaned to make sure that there was nothing abnormal on her body. When she walked back with her soft legs, she couldn't help thinking, if this is in the village, she can take her Wei Xiaolang sorghum field, mountain spring stone cave, and open fields all over the place. The small hillside of flowers, try them all.

It's just that both of them are like this. Why hasn't her sincere kiss mission been achieved?

The author has something to say: this world is about one or two chapters later, and I will start to wear the next one. This world is at ease.

I advise you not to try the local recipe for stopping nosebleeds. This stem comes from my prototype. The reason why my nosebleeds stopped at that time,

I always feel like being beaten up by my mother's powerful hands doesn't dare to flow...

The next world is a woman's favorite,

Cong Liang is a blocker who pays off his newlyweds gambling debts to sleep with others, and a useless chopping wood for a living.

Of course, I didn't sleep well. Cong Liang's past is the night that the husband gave to others. He won't open his golden fingers. It's not a slap in the face, or a love cookie with a distorted aesthetic. He always wants to kill her. My husband, I hope I can write a different warm Shura field

The second world of the male protagonist is blind