Chapter 114 Men need to open their eyes and see the world!"Wanmei, you are not stupid at all. My flame can hurt anyone but you. I know that I am a bit too much of a woman, but I..." Murong Fu sighed and said his classic words again, "To my cousin, I have childhood sweethearts. To Ah Zhu, I have a brotherly love and want to protect her. To Ah Bi, I have a family member. My parents died when I was young and she is my only family. But to you, Wanmei, I have a crazy love for you. It is an unforgettable love!" Murong Fu said this, and hugged Mu Wanqing tightly, then kissed her without hesitation. In this matter, you should not give a woman time to think, but instead try your best to stimulate her hormones. After all, Eileen Chang has already said the correct way to conquer women. Many people mistakenly think that it is the mind, but it is actually the body. If you attack the body, the mind will be attacked as well. “No…don’t…stop…” Another burst of rain and sad clouds. The two people achieved great harmony in life. And Mu Wanqing also went from being in pain at the beginning to being extremely happy.
That night, Mu Wanqing kissed every inch of Murong Fu's skin. This rose-like girl, when her love is released, becomes as wild as an unrestrained horse, galloping across the field. Exactly: That night, you didn't reject me! That night, I hurt you! …… The next morning, Mu Wanqing looked at Murong Fu with fear and said, "No, I really don't want it anymore. I... I can't stand it anymore..." The greatest benefit that martial arts can bring to men is that it makes them vigorous and powerful, so Murong Fu's method of fighting is not inferior to Tianpeng of Gao Laozhuang. Mu Wanqing also practiced martial arts since childhood and has excellent flexibility. The cooperation between the two was a perfect match. Just like a pair of matching screws and bolts, they fit tightly and perfectly. "Sister Wan, what should you call me?" Murong Fu asked without any fatigue. "Brother Fu." Mu Wanqing said shyly. "It sounds really nice." Murong Fu said, "I still carry a piece of your black hair with me. From now on, you are my woman, this is the proof." As Murong Fu spoke, he took out the handkerchief, revealing Mu Wanqing's black hair. Murong Fu obviously wanted to treasure this strand of black hair for the rest of his life. "Brother Fu, this is not fair. I also want proof." Mu Wanqing said. Murong Fu smiled and said, "Sister Wan, do you want my upper certificate or lower certificate?" "Brother Fu, you are so mean." Mu Wanqing's face turned red. "Women don't love bad men." Murong Fu still reached out and held Mu Wanqing's Qingluan, feeling extremely satisfied. "Wanmei, you have to give me your life. I want you to give me many children." "Ah." Mu Wanqing's voice was barely audible.
Murong Fu cut off a lock of his own hair and gave it to Mu Wanqing. Mu Wanqing put away her hair solemnly. Afterwards, the two of them poured out their hearts to each other again, and Murong Fu's sweet words made Mu Wanqing feel sweet. Then the two left the wine cellar. Murong Fu was fine, but Mu Wanqing walked with a limp and her posture was extremely awkward. "Brother Fu, I'm going back to rest." Mu Wanqing said. "Well, Wanmei, take a shower." Murong Fu smiled, "I will come to see you again, hehe, I believe in your recovery ability." Mu Wanqing finally understood what it meant to be in pain and happy. Murong Fu counted on his fingers and found that he had already conquered four members of the Duan family's girl group. Zhong Ling and A Zi are still missing. Zhong Ling is sixteen years old. And A Zi is less than sixteen. "When flowers are ready to be picked, pick them now, don't wait until there are no flowers left to pluck..." Murong Fu thought about it and couldn't help but hum a little song proudly: "Where will I see you? Is it destined..." …… After a while. in the garden. Murong Fu saw that Murong Fei had returned. Obviously, Murong Fei also spent an extraordinary night. But Murong Fu felt refreshed after that night, but Murong Fei did not look happy. At this moment, Murong Fei looked cold and expressionless, holding a shovel in his hand, and his body was covered with wet mud. His eyes were dull and empty, and it was not until he saw Murong Fu that he spoke: "Adoptive father." "It seems that you have suffered a great blow, but it is inevitable for a man to suffer emotional trauma during his maturity." Murong Fu said, "What about the woman named Ning Xiu?" "Buried by me." said Murong Fei. "Did you kill her?" "Yes, after I asked her clearly, she begged me, looking very pitiful, but I still stabbed her heart with a sword." Murong Fei said, "I felt relieved, as if I had let go of something. Although I felt a little sad, my heart was clear." "I wiped off the blood, carried her body to the mountain, and buried it without erecting a tombstone. Just like that, everything was over." Murong Fei's expression was icy, and he became even more cruel and ruthless. Tuoba Fei, who used to have a young heart and believed in beautiful love, is dead. The one alive now is the cold-blooded Murong Fei, a fierce general who can fight for Murong Fu in many battles.
Murong Fu showed admiration in his eyes and said, "Very good, you didn't disappoint me. Such a gold digger deserves this fate. But you didn't take advantage of the opportunity, which is really a loss. After all, with 51,000 strings of cash, even if you go to Tianshui Lane in Dongjing City of the Song Dynasty and hire a courtesan named Shishi, you can have fun with her for a year or two." The entertainment industry in the Song Dynasty was extremely developed, and Tianshui Lane was a well-known den of brothel. The courtesans there were all called Shishi, a common stage name, just like Bingbing in the entertainment industry in later generations. "It doesn't matter. I'll just use that money as a lesson learned." Murong Fei said, "Also, thank you, godfather. If it weren't for you, I would have been played to death by this woman, and I would still remember her kindness." Murong Fu walked over, patted Murong Fei on the shoulder, and said with relief: "My son, you have grown up. You must know that if you don't have women in your heart, you will be a god when you draw your sword. From today on, I will teach you martial arts. You have a good foundation. If I teach you for a year or two, you can definitely become a powerful enemy like Zhang Fei and Guan Yu." "But what should I do if I have a woman in my heart?" Murong Fei asked. Hearing Murong Fei's question, Murong Fu knew that the matter of Ning Xiu, the gold digger, had been completely forgotten by Murong Fei. He was deeply hurt by a woman, but he still had women in his heart. This is a sign of relief. If he becomes completely disgusted with women and loses all interest in them from then on, it would mean that this incident has truly become a scar in his heart. "Then open your eyes and see the world!" Murong Fu said with a smile, "We men should open our eyes and see the world! Xixia is a poor and remote place with no birds or eggs. If you go to Suzhou, you will know what it means to be surrounded by beautiful women. The most beautiful women in the world are Han women, but other women also have their own styles. For example, the women in Dali are very good." "In Quanzhou, there are foreign girls brought in by Arab merchants. They are very coquettish. You may even want to have a taste of black pearls. It's not a bad idea. A real man should know that there are beautiful women everywhere..." Murong Fei began to fantasize and his heart was pounding. At this moment, a servant came to report in panic: "Oh no, oh no, the King of Jin is coming with his troops!" (End of this chapter)