The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 1122 Plan
Bai Zhi led the people away, and the three men in black also quietly hid in the yard. Soon, there were only Zhao Lan and Tong Sanlang left in the yard.

Zhao Lan came to Tong Sanlang in a few steps, knelt down, and looked at his face carefully.

The nose is the nose, the eyes are the eyes, and everything is just right, completely in line with her aesthetics.

Even if his face is flushed now and the veins on his forehead are bulging, it doesn't affect his handsomeness in the slightest.

Zhao Lan sighed softly, "Why didn't I meet you sooner?"

If she had met Tong Sanlang, a man who suited her aesthetics earlier, she would have gone to hell.

She is willing to stay with him in the capital and live a peaceful life.

Tong Sanlang stared at Zhao Lan in front of him with a pair of bright black eyes, as if he was looking at a scourge. He pressed his back against the gate of the courtyard, gritted his teeth, and said, "Young lady, you really don't want any face."

When Zhao Lan heard this, the emotion on her face disappeared immediately, and she burst out laughing, "If I really have shame, I should commit suicide the moment I am abandoned by a man."

"What is face? My Zhao family is one of the best big families in Daqi. With my Zhao family here, what are other people's comments? I like to see their faces behind all kinds of slander but they have to praise me."

Zhao Lan raised her chin slightly as she spoke, with a look of pride on her face, "I have had a scumbag, and you have had a wife, and we have both, so don't dislike the other."

As she spoke, she stood up, bent down and grabbed Tong Sanlang by the collar, and pulled him up.

"Let's go, a moment of Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, and I don't think you can hold it anymore."

Tong Sanlang stared at Zhao Lan's smiling face, gritted his teeth and said word by word, "If you dare to touch me, I will kill you."

"Let's talk about it when you can really kill me." Zhao Lan didn't take this threat to heart at all. "I heard that you have a very respected grandfather. Believe it or not, let him be buried with me?"

Tong Sanlang pursed his lips, "Even if I can't kill you, I will never marry you."

"That's just right, with your looks, I wouldn't be a loser if I slept with you for nothing." Zhao Lan was still smiling.

A few steps into the room, she put Tong Sanlang beside the bed.Then he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and used it as a headscarf to tie his long hair.

Long hair gets in the way.

Tong Sanlang lay on the bed weakly, seeing her acting like this, he ground his teeth, "Let me advise you again, if you do this, there won't be any good results!"

When Zhao Lan heard this, she pretended she didn't hear it, and teased, "I was raped by a woman, do you still have the face to say it? When we are done, I will say that I was raped by you, and I will sue you. "

"At that time, someone from other aristocratic families will come forward to mediate the matter, let us reconcile privately, and my family will ask His Majesty for the imperial decree to grant a marriage."

"Qiao Mai is in the limelight now. Even if I am a noble daughter of a family, I should not be able to overwhelm her as a regular wife. But it doesn't matter. A flat wife is a flat wife. As long as I get your man, I don't care."

When the time comes to leave Tong Sanlang in the Zhao family in the capital, Qiao Mai will not be able to enter the Zhao family, and Tong Sanlang will be a married man.

Qiao Xiaomai was outside alone, she wanted to be killed, so someone would do it for her.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Tong Sanlang's handsome facial features again, raised her hand and continued to undress.

She is wearing a skirt and is unbuttoning her belt right now.

After three or two strokes, only a pink bellyband was left on her body, and a large piece of snow-white skin was exposed.

(End of this chapter)