"Alas, I can understand the bitterness of this saying."

Lv Zheng looked at his adopted daughter's busy back and spoke with a bit of vinegar. He was so sour that he lost his teeth.

Jiang Pengji glanced at him and said, "thanks to you, you are still a student taught by your husband. Can you use this words so indiscriminately?"

It's like she's the scum man who abducted Lv Zheng's sweet little cotton padded jacket.

Lv Zheng snorted coldly, "since I saw you, she doesn't think about food and tea. It's like being lovesick. Now she is eager to serve you. Even the old father forgot. Tell me, where did I use the wrong context? It hurts her!"

"You just did harm to your daughter in Langya county. Even a younger generation won't let go. Does your family know?"

Jiang Pengji said, "he's not right here. He's not deaf or blind. Of course he knows."

Wei Ci, who was innocent and affected by the war, could only smile with embarrassment and politeness.

The trip to ningzhou is neither far nor near.

Considering that Wei Ci and Lv Zheng, the two scribes, and Kang Xintong, the little girl, were accompanying her, Jiang Pengji sent someone to prepare more carriages and escorts with more than a thousand people. Everything was light and simple. It's true that she went to see Hua Yuan, but it's also true to calm the small-scale civil unrest along the road. It's unrealistic to take only dozens of people. If Feng Zhen didn't answer, Wei CI alone couldn't get through it.

Shortly after she left the city, Jiang Pengji became impatient and invited Lv Zheng to play chess and chat.

Wei CI would not refuse Jiang Pengji's proposal, but Lv Zheng was different. He refused the invitation.

It's impossible to play chess. It's never possible to play chess. If Jiang Pengji presses him on the chessboard in front of his adoptive daughter, does he still have the dignity of being an adoptive father? A psychological construction was finally destroyed under the sparkling eyes of his adoptive daughter.

Alas——

Girl, you have a chance to get close to Aidou, but do you know how devastated the old father will suffer?

The X men and women jointly bullied him. Where would he have a chance to turn over?

It is impossible to turn over. It is impossible to turn over forever. You can only live by lying flat and being pressed on the ground.

"Alas -" Lv Zheng looked at the chess game that was unable to be saved, threw the chess pieces back with a snap and said, "up to now, I can't figure out how a devoted and loyal person like Zixiao could finally fall on a prodigal person."

Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "does Shaoyin know what human nature is?"

Lv Zheng couldn't help asking with his eyes.

"The essence of human beings is to repeat and repeat. Every time you see me again, you have to say something similar. You're not tired, but I'm tired of listening to it. Zixiao is your younger martial brother, not your daughter. You're like an old father who was robbed of his daughter. When you see your son-in-law, you catch his son-in-law and tell him again. You're sad and sad. Oh, God open your eyes. You'll only have a son in your life. If you have a son A real daughter, when your daughter and hairpin get married, it doesn't mean digging your heart. You don't know how sad you should be... "

Lv Zheng: "

This curse is so vicious!

Lv Zheng is a little regretful now. Why should he follow him?

Jiang Pengji seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. She hit him accurately every three or five times, which made Lv Zheng start to doubt his life.

At the thought of facing such a Lord for the rest of his life, Lv Zheng suddenly felt that his life was gray and could not see a glimmer of light.

Wei CI couldn't help but say a few good words for Lv Zheng.

Jiang Pengji smiled around his neck, and the warm breath hit the sensitive neck socket of Wei CI. Even if Wei Ci was not shy, her physiological reaction was difficult to restrain. Her ears were very active and her skin became more and more white. He raised his hand to hold Jiang Pengji's two armpits to prevent her from sliding down. At this time, the mood is like the spring breeze blowing willows in March, and a heart almost turns into water.

"Who makes Shaoyin blind? It's hard to find a chance to go with you. But there are more father and daughter. Some things are not convenient."

Jiang Pengji gnashed her teeth at the thought of this.

She stretched her legs and stepped on Weici's hem. Her feet without socks were more white against the background of layers of stone blue clothes.

Wei CI looked at her, her eyes were a little dark, her right hand fumbled aside, grabbed the scattered foot socks and put them back on her.

Jiang Pengji said, "you too, don't know interest."

Although Jiang Pengji thinks it's nothing to run around in a bikini, for people of this era, a bare arm and a foot can be regarded as a secret part. For those sullen literati, the lethality of two feet is even greater than that of no inch.

Weici's nose turned red when she teased her. She pursed her lips, put on her socks and tied the belt.

"Sit down!"

Jiang Pengji skimmed her mouth, moved and sat not far from him.

Weici was relieved.

He has been a man of restraint and courtesy for two years. In his memory, men and women should happen in the evening. The place is limited to the room. Even in the daytime, there should be only each other around him. And now? There were only two of them in the car, but there were others outside. Even if Wei Cixiu spent two lives, his face was not enough to support him to do extraordinary things.

Jiang Pengji looked at Wei Zitong's red earlobes and some thin sweat from the tip of her nose, and the corners of her lips couldn't help evoking.

Heaven and earth conscience, she really doesn't mean to be an animal now. Don't you see that she still has a live studio open?

Even if she wants to run Weici, she will close the live studio first.

"I've heard that men who are sullen have one characteristic. When they are sullen, they will get out of control. Why can't this be set on you?" Jiang Pengji shook her head regretfully and put her feet dishonestly on Wei Ci's thigh. "I can wait for you to take the initiative."

"It's really impolite to ridicule a gentleman like that!"

Weici took a deep breath, recited the heart clearing mantra in his heart, lowered his eyelids and continued to look at the unfinished books.

Obsessed with reading, I can't extricate myself.

Stay away from beauty and become holy.

Jiang Pengji wouldn't give him this chance. She was idle and bored. She clamped the accessory silk sash hanging around his waist with her toes and listened to the jingling of those jade ornaments. The sound was not loud, far less than the rolling sound of the wheels. However, Wei Ci's ears could only hear the crisp sound of the impact of jade ornaments. His eyes couldn't help moving from black and white words to the instep of her feet. He was very impatient.

Jiang Pengji held her chin on the table with one hand, half lying on the carriage mat, her eyes slipping from Wei Ci's fingers.

The diamond ring was still worn on his finger. It was pulled out over the years, and its luster was still as bright as ever.

She smiled, "Zixiao, do you remember the day I gave you the diamond ring?"

Weici couldn't help recalling that all kinds of disharmonious pictures floated in front of him. After a while, he was blushing, and the flame in his heart made him feel uncomfortable. One heart clearing mantra couldn't be pressed down. Recite it again. Wei Ci was more and more afraid to look at her.

Jiang Pengji said, "I actually prepared a lot of other things that I gave you that day. I thought it would take three or five years, but I think it can be used in the next life because you are so inactive. When can we use them up and replace them with a new batch?"