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Chapter 251 Interesting Soul

The nature of a man is to keep occupying, to spread out as much of his genes as possible.

Their long-term love is also reflected in their enthusiasm for each of the opposite sex who is suitable for childbearing, which is scientifically researched.

What's more, in this Wu Dynasty where there are many wives and concubines.

A capable and ambitious man who can guard his wretched wife and stay in court, marry a few concubines to spread the branches and leaves for the family, and don't favor concubines and destroy his wives, then he is a loving and righteous husband praised by everyone.

Even a vulgar man who is extremely poor and lowly, who has a few spare money, can ask for flowers and flirt with others.

The most disgusting thing is that you still need your wife to give your husband a concubine.

Instead of drawing a big picture of "one couple for a lifetime" for yourself, it is better to see the bottom line directly and accept it if you can.

What's more, even if you get a divorce, you can still get a pasture and a herd of cattle, which sounds good.

"Marrying a wife is a man's business, not the previous wife's control.

I don't know how many people I can marry, except you, I haven't seen anyone better than you!If there is another one better than you, I might marry again. "

Zhao Tingduo was pinched by Song Liyun just now, his face was still red at this time, he turned his head and held his breath.

He really doesn't know how many wives he will marry.

But he knew that his first wife would be Song Liyun, his first child would also be Song Liyun, and he would give her the fattest pasture.

As for the other wives...he has to re-lay more pastures before he can marry.

Song Liyun giggled, her voice dry: "Better than me? Prettier than me, younger and gentler."

If this is the case, then there is no need to talk further.

Young girls are like flowers on the prairie, every year is so beautiful.

"No, it's more interesting than you! A beautiful girl is only beautiful, and you can see the bottom at a glance. Everyone is similar."

Zhao Tingduo turned his head and looked directly at Song Liyun with firm eyes.

"It's going to be difficult if it's more interesting than me. I'm afraid you'll never meet one in your life."

Song Liyun laughed again, happily and confidently.

In the idol dramas before the apocalypse, domineering executives always dislike a female partner who is carefully cultivated by the family, has both talent and appearance, and a family background that matches them well.

I have to like those strange front desks, the female subordinates who dare to pour coffee on their face, or the working girls who can't even walk well and fall in front of them at every turn.

Zhao Tingduo's size can be regarded as a noble son who was born with a golden key in his mouth. He is tired of seeing docile female slaves, and now he also likes interesting ones.

That's fine, I lack everything, except "fun".

The love that only depends on the appearance can last for several years, without getting old and fading, and getting tired of watching it every day within a few months.

Youth is fleeting, but wisdom will only increase with experience, well, just like a beggar.

If you have your own property under the protection of someone, you can legally raise your own offspring, and you don't have to bother to fight with a group of women...

This kind of marriage is probably what some people want before the end of the world.

"Since I can't meet anyone better in my life, I will only have you as a wife in my life."

Funny soul!
Zhao Tingduo looked straight at Song Liyun. Having said that, he has become more and more aware of his feelings.

Song Liyun is like a treasure mountain, every time he approaches, there is always something new and exciting, even including her teasing him.

Such a woman is a unique treasure.

In Hecheng, both father and elder brother gave beautiful maids, and even the crown prince arranged for maids to sleep.

He said no.

Every one of these women is tender and glamorous, but in his eyes they are just a beautiful outline, which doesn't interest him at all.

If he wants to be beautiful, he can bring his own mirror to look at it anytime and anywhere. All he can remember is Song Liyun's face with bright eyebrows and eyes.

"What are you talking about? A lifetime is too long, boy, don't say it too early. If you fail to fulfill your promise in the future, you will be slapped in the face."

It was the first time for Song Liyun to hear this kind of earthy love talk, her face turned red and her heart beat faster.

It is a dream to be a couple for a lifetime, no matter how thoroughly you think about it, you will still dream.

Being called a "boy" by Song Liyun, Zhao Tingduo blushed even more, with starlight in his eyes, he grabbed Song Liyun's hand and pressed it to his chest.

"Touch!"

Zhao Tingduo's eyes were affectionate, "It's empty inside, you have all your heart, when you return it to me, it can dance for others."

Song Liyun was stunned, his eyes were blurred, and he felt that his soul was attracted by the face less than a foot away from him.

The youth's love is like light and electricity, like a dream, like a dream, it really hits the heart.

The two villains started to fight frantically in Song Liyun's mind:
"Fake, fake, these are all deceptive words."

"Really, really, you can see how focused he is when he speaks, these are calls from the bottom of his heart!"

"Don't believe it, don't believe it, he will change in the future!"

"Don't move, don't move, he is going to kiss you!"

Sensing Zhao Tingduo getting closer, Song Liyun closed her eyes, with only one thought in her mind: If she dared to kiss deeply, she would shock him.

The grassland wind is like a continuous silk cloth, wrapping around the bodies of the two of them!

At this moment, Yuquan came running over on a horse, shouting from afar: "Young Master, Elder Sister Song, Mammy tells you to go back!"

Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun, who were already hugging each other, panicked instantly...

The camp here is temporary, with [-] herdsmen raising a hundred sheep.

The snow-white yurt that Song Liyun saw was specially prepared, and now Song Liyun, the beggar and Yuquan lived there.

And those herdsmen were usually in the sheepfold, now that the young master came, they naturally set up a small tent.

At the mouth of the Huangsha River valley, one stay is five days.

During the day, Song Liyun and Zhao Tingduo rode horses and grazed leisurely on the grassland. At night, they warmed up and chatted in the yurt, and learned how to draw cashmere yarn from Yuquan and the beggar.

This thread is the raw material for making carpets.

Song Liyun's eyes sparkled.

In addition to weaving carpets, this thread can also be used for other daily necessities, but she can't go into details now, so she asked the beggar for a bundle of thread to take back.

Life in the grassland is monotonous and difficult.

But Song Liyun seemed to have passed a golden week, not only playing with Yuquan, but also watching equestrian performances every day.

The Juqing horse had already been sent back to the tribe. It was said that the horse had not let go and ran after being injured.

Zhao Tingduo's horse has been kept at the mouth of the Huangsha River, and it is so sturdy and beautiful that it looks like nothing else.

Sturdy, wild, willful, tree-like, handsome, unrestrained, suave, mighty, all words can be used on it.

Just like the owner on its back at this time.

Zhao Tingduo rides on a horse with a vigorous posture and moves freely, as if the man and the horse are one.

The horse's mane was blowing with the wind, dust was flying behind him, and the strong iron hoof hit the ground heavily, galloping like the wind across the endless field.

So handsome!

A handsome man is also a handsome horse!
Song Liyun's eyes are staring at this bohemian charm!

(End of this chapter)