Former Cannon Fodder's Self-help Manual

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Xia Changhan hurriedly poked the system: "If you don't send the world outline, I will collapse."

The system was also battered: "The deputy bureau has used all the stored energy to gather the head's soul fragments, and the shuttle center is affected," its voice began to intermittently "I... the leader... can't."

In Xia Changhan's heart, there were 10,000 sentences that Mom wanted to give to the system.

When the link was finally broken, the despair in Xia Changhan's heart spread. She thought of Baolian who had been killed by the rod, and tears burst into her eyes.

Concubine Hui held the sachet, and the vermilion curdan and Gesang flowers complemented each other, she brushed the Gesang flower on the sachet, "The Gesang flower embroidered on the head is embroidered by Miao embroidery. Miao women will only embroider once in a lifetime. Gesanghua, that is for the one I love deeply."

After Concubine Hui finished speaking, her originally gentle eyebrows suddenly became sharp. Xia Changhan's heart jumped, and she felt like she was going to die on the spot.

Just at this critical moment, the system finally came alive, and a torrent of data transformed into the world outline rolled in and was stuffed into her head.

Xia Changhan couldn't load so much information for a while, only felt dizzy, his legs were soft, and he knelt without control.

Concubine Hui's angry eyes appeared thin red, beautiful and charming, "How can you do this for her!"

She was exhausted and couldn't stand up. Anxiously, she grabbed the hem of Huifei's skirt and raised her head with great effort: "I don't want to ask for affection. Let me explain."

At the moment when she lost her mind, she finished watching all the plot.

Concubine Hui pulled away Xia Changhan's hand holding her skirt, turned and sat on the chair, staring at Xia Changhan: "I want to hear what you want to explain."

Xia Changhan's sore hands and feet couldn't make it strong. She was tossed and almost fell on the ground. She slowly got up, and couldn't help muttering in her heart: "This unfeeling old lady, it's so fast to turn her face."

Xia Changhan licked her face and leaned in front of Concubine Hui. Following the usual manner of the original body, she lifted Concubine Hui's leg and put it on her lap, kneading it slowly.

Concubine Hui was breathing with her and kicked her feet without even thinking about it. Xia Changhan said "Ouch", this time she really fell to the ground and fell firmly.

Concubine Hui lifted her hand slightly, seeming to want to help her. Seeing her struggling to get up with the coffee table, she retracted her hand and sat on the chair calmly.

Xia Changhan got tired of coming over, and firmly held Huifei's thigh without letting go: "You don't feel sorry for me anymore. My waist is blue after kicking me."

Concubine Hui's heart weakened at first when she saw her delicate and delicate appearance, so she let Xia Changhan hug her leg and knead it.

Xia Changhan rubbed and said, "This sachet is not mine, I snatched it from my eldest brother the other day."

"really?"

Xia Changhan swears by the sky and the earth, "If I'm not telling the truth, let me thunder and thunder."

"Then I will believe you this time," Even so, Concubine Hui secretly wrote down the shape of the sachet.

"Tell your eldest brother to stay away from the women in the Miao area. They are used to using some witchcraft methods to kill people. Look at your eldest brother's inattention to sachets. Be careful that people hate because of love."

Xia Changhan nodded: "I will have a good talk with him when he comes back."

After saying that, she tried her best to comfort the concubine Hui, who was waiting for her. Hui Fei also moved from the chair to the soft top, half-squinted, and exhaled comfortably: "Where did you learn these ingenious techniques? The doctor girl in the imperial hospital felt more comfortable."

"Specially for you to learn, see you usually have to wear those trivial head and face jewelry, learn to loosen your muscles and bones."

"Do you know why I wear those heads?"

Of course Xia Changhan didn't know, and answered obediently: "I don't know."

"I knew you were heartless."

Xia Changhan rushed to Concubine Hui and said with a grin: "I can't wait to take out my heart and show it to the empress."

Concubine Hui waved her hand disgustedly: "Go and go, I'm not a three-year-old kid, so I don't use such words to coax me."

Xia Changhan hugged her waist, twisting her arms like a candy, making her clothes messy, and most of her shoulders leaked out.

Concubine Hui was already in her menstrual period, and her body was more sensitive than usual. Xia Changhan rubbed her around, causing her belly to burn darkly, and there was a blur of color on her face. She would wipe her gun and get angry when she saw her. He quickly held Xia Changhan's shoulders and coaxed: "I'm tired today, don't bother me."

Xia Changhan stopped, closed her clothes for Concubine Hui, and moved a futon to sit next to Concubine Hui.

Concubine Hui stroked the back of Xia Changhan’s neck. Her fingers were white and tender like green onions, her fingers were soft, and her palms were hot. The heat spread to Xia Changhan’s limbs through a thin layer of flesh.

She leaned on Hui Fei's legs, her face pressed against the silk skirt, and she squinted comfortably.

Concubine Hui moved two fingers to Xia Changhan's chin, and gently scratched it twice, "Look at you like the civet cat I hired a while ago."

Xia Changhan is a cat-controller. She raised her head, her eyes squirming, "Are they cute?"

"It's worse than you."

Xia Changhan was rubbed very comfortably, slumped on Concubine Hui's legs like water, groaning: "I am not a cat."

Concubine Hui touched Xia Changhan's hair for a while, and said in a daze, "If you were a cat, then it would be fine."

Concubine Hui's words seemed sleepy, low-pitched and vague, and like rootless duckweed, fluttering, Xia Changhan carefully distinguished these words for a long time.

Xu was that this body hadn't rested for too long, Xia Changhan fell on Concubine Hui's lap and fell asleep.

Before dawn, the snow fell all night outside.

Six or Seven ordered the coachman to set up the carriage and waited at the east gate of Princess Mansion. The snow on the snowy ground had fallen half a foot thick. The handyman in the mansion was sweeping the snow, and there was not a cup of tea just leaking out of the dusty road. Covered with a thin layer of snow.

The Princess Mansion is located on Chunjiang Street in Chongrenfang, next to the Dingguo Mansion. The two residences often move around on weekdays. After the death of the Dingguo Duke’s father, no one and a half women were left behind. The widow of Dingguo’s family did their best to please The masters in the princess’s mansion only saved the family's property with one-time weak daughter's life insurance. After this Feng Si Niang got married, the three of them had accumulated countless wealth and became the widow with the most dowry in Beijing. What's more, she has a romantic and enchanting posture, and she is fascinated by her back. There is a saying in the market, "Marry Feng Siniang and go to the bed of a god", there is always that courageous bastard who is not afraid of death. Secretly wandering around Chunjiang Street, when he saw Dingguo's carriage, he opened his clothes, exposed his breasts, lost his eyebrows, and was thrown out of Chongrenfang by the servant.

The masters of the two houses have a good friendship, and they are also close to the people.

When the princess mansion was about to finish sweeping, the side door of Dingguo Mansion also squeaked open. Several servants with broomsticks came out. When they saw the princess mansion, they came forward and greeted a few words before brushing. It's snowing.

The Meiyuan of Princess Mansion.

Luhe was followed by two cunt girls and walked towards Meiyuan in silence. After reaching under the eaves, Luhe took the food box from the cough girls and lowered his voice: "Go to the wing of Xitou and wait, San Niangxin Kind, don’t see others get cold."

The two little girls with red cheeks responded gratefully.

Luhe carried the food box into the house. The ground dragon was burning inside, and the heat spread over the room. Luhe put down the food box, gently dropped the mouse skin coat and hung it up, and asked softly, "Sanniang hasn't gotten up yet. ?"

Hongmei curled her lips: "There are people hidden in the bed, where can I afford it."