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Volume 1 Spring Garden Chapter 857 Do you like Western dramas?

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    The three tastes of life: the three ways of being a human being, the art of managing situations, and the skills of doing things; the three are harmony as the most precious, kindness as the foundation, and sincerity as the priority.  ¡¾.Com text has three provinces: the province of gains and losses, the province of interests and the province of advance and retreat.

    Xiao Sheng, who never complained about Du Juan, chose another way of persuasion and education to make him let go of his inner shackles!  Adhering to the idea of ??"three flavors of life", muddle along is actually an interpretation of the art of life!  Even if she had Zhuo Duo, the matter was at this point, and before it became a big deal, Xiao Sheng felt that being 'soft' was more real than being 'strong'.

    Looking at Du Juan, who was already in tears, Xiao Sheng persuaded her gently as a big brother. Only in this way can she face the scouts more calmly in the future.

    "Go, what should you be busy with, what are you busy with! Just watch this game as a bystander!" When Xiao Sheng said these words in such a soft tone, Du Juan's eyes filled with tears even more  surge!  Don't embarrass yourself, this.  .  It is a kind of trust in itself!

    "Stop crying, brother, it's a bridal night today! Can you be happy?" After hearing Xiao Sheng's words, Du Juan opened her mouth and cried into a smile, and said to her sincerely:

    "Brother, thank you"

    "Don't say I'm a good person. Foxes have fox friends, dogs have dog friends, and I can be a scout. I don't think I'm a good person myself! I'm waiting to promote girls, so don't delay my big event." This time.  , Dujuan completely grinned.  .

    The room prepared for Xiao Sheng and Mandala was a large guest room at the back of the main hall. Originally, according to local rules, whichever village warrior won the final victory would be where Mandala would be received, but Xiao Sheng was an outsider.  You can only take root in Shizhai, which is considered to be an intrusion.

    Then, after discussing the arrangements for his and Mandala's residence, Shishan vacated the largest guest room on the first floor as a wedding room. After learning that Xiao Sheng had won the final victory, the old man who stayed at home followed the local rules.  The place is decorated with traditional customs, red silk, bead curtains, and even the usual light bulbs are replaced by red candles.

    The mandala, which had been changed from plaid to red satin, sat in front of the bed, listening to the "instructions" of several elderly people. They were all about things in the room. Although the words were euphemistic, I still listened to the mandala.  Blushing and pretty!

    In the courtyard opposite the room, an Eight Immortals table that can accommodate ten people has been filled with dishes. Fang Ling, as the person in charge, is orderly controlling everyone and organizing everything!

    Different from the past, when Xiao Sheng appeared, everyone stopped what they were doing and bowed to Xiao Sheng. They watched the old man with a gray beard bending towards him. Xiao Sheng ran to his side and squatted down.  There, he whispered:

    "No, I can't bear this. No matter how senior the official is, he is still a junior. Today is my wedding night. You will sit down immediately. Please drink more." As he said this, Xiao Sheng also helped his opponent. Although the old man said  Li kept saying "I don't dare, I don't dare", but my heart was already blooming with joy.  .

    I don¡¯t know if I heard Xiao Sheng¡¯s hearty voice of agreement outside the door, or if my experience has been passed down for eighty-nine times!  The grandmothers who had gathered in the room pushed the door open one after another, looked at Xiao Sheng with bright smiles, and walked sideways to the back hall without stopping here.  Xiao Sheng stood there scratching his head, wondering what the local customs were. Looking at the good wine and food on the table, it seemed that there was going to be another 'fight' in the evening. Why are these people so ignorant of the customs? Such beautiful things are delicious.  Don¡¯t understand a word?

    Just when Xiao Sheng was muttering in his heart, Fang Ling, who originally went to the alley to collect dishes at the back, walked to the front. After seeing Xiao Sheng, she walked over with a smile.

    "This is a celebration banquet. You can only enter the bridal chamber after drinking the celebration wine. You go in and wash yourself first. Xiaoqing will dress you up neatly with the new clothes prepared."

    "Now? I'm going to take a shower? Xiaoqing is watching?" Looking at Xiao Sheng's surprised expression, Fang Ling explained:

    "Wash away the blood of two days. From tomorrow on, every move you make will represent the entire Miao Territory. Don't be so impulsive and act on impulse. This is also the local custom. Go ahead." Xiao Sheng nodded slightly when he heard this.  He nodded and walked straight into the house!

    In inverse proportion to the "brilliant lights" outside, the entire room was dim inside, with only the two wine-red candles shining brightly on the mandala dressed in red satin sitting beside the bed.  The golden crown on her head looked colorful and dazzling as she twisted her neck slightly. When Xiao Sheng closed the door in a hurry and was about to rush towards the other party, he was suddenly blocked by the big wooden barrel in front of him.

    "What is this for? Taking a shower? I'll just rinse it off in the shower. Hurry, time is tight and the task is heavy! Let's make out first, make out." As he said this, Xiao Sheng bypassed the barrel and rushed towards Mantuo  Luo, and Mandala, who had already stood up, put one arm on his chest when the other person rushed towards him, and looked at Xiao Sheng with a bit of charm in his bright eyes.

    "Look at how bloody you are.You are the protagonist of this celebration party. If it still smells like this, it will be my fault!  Just now the grandmothers were teaching me earnestly, saying let me.  .  "

    "Take good care of me, huh? Haha, okay, let's take a full mandarin duck bath first, I mean, I mean! Then we'll get down to business in the evening." As he said this, Xiao Sheng quickly took off his coat, leaving only a small  pants.  .

    "Don't be stunned, take it off too."

    "Iwill help you heat the water"

    "What's the use of you? You can leave this physical work to a man. Come on, hurry up." No matter how Xiao Sheng pulls him, Mandala, who has been 'brainwashed' by the grannies, insists on adding water to Xiao Sheng himself. It seems that this is  It is common practice in the local area. If you were in a modern city, would you ask your wife to add water for you to take a bath?  He slapped him in the face and said plausibly:

    "Are you a man?"

    Under Mandala's gaze, Xiao Sheng got naked into the wooden barrel with suitable water temperature. While enjoying the 'gentleness', Xiao Sheng always felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Mandala like this.  adapt.

    "Let's be together, you let me" Just when Xiao Sheng said these words, Mandala's soft hands were placed on Xiao Sheng's shoulders, gently soothing the fatigue of his cervical spine.  .

    "What a good treatment, wife, can I enjoy it like this every day from now on?" Mandala, who was silent for a while, said "hmm" from his nostrils, and Xiao Sheng, who closed his eyes tightly, murmured:

    "Flowers in the backyard of Yushu What a poem, what a good word, what do you think, Xiao Qing?" After hearing Xiao Sheng's words, Mandala lowered his head slightly, while Shi Qing, who didn't speak, continued the movements in his hands.

    "By the way, Xiaoqing, do you like Western dramas?"

    "Huh? Western drama?"

    "Yessuckyangtool" Just after Xiao Sheng said these words obscenely, he stood up from the bucket with a 'swish' sound, facing the mandala with an extremely evil smile.  .

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