Let You Marry A Wife And Have Children, But You Persuade Your Aunt To Remarry?

Chapter 210 Li Changshou, I Am The Patriarch Of The Han Family!

"What does the ancestor mean by this?"

"Am I asking too much?"

"The ancestor won't mistakenly think that Junior wants to pursue you?"

"Junior just wants to do his part for the Han family, and help Patriarch to eradicate your disease.

"You old man, don't think too much about it!"

Li Changshou laughed when he heard the words, he opened his eyes and told nonsense.

It's not that he doesn't know what he did just now.

Now, instead, he used this pushing and pulling technique commonly used by scumbags again to beat the other side up.

"You..." Li Changshou's words made Han Yuan instantly ashamed and angry.

Feel ashamed!

Like Li Chunfeng at that time, he was completely choked.

However, Han Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

She was actually mentally prepared just now.

I was struggling to think if Li Changshou was really tough, what should she do?

In the next few days Li Changshou came again several times.

It became more and more difficult for Han Yuan to capture the [Ten Thousand Year Snow Chalcedony], it was far less easy than the previous two times.

It takes longer and longer.

This is already the fifth time, and it took half an hour of verbal confrontation before Han Nuan managed to win it.

The pain and suffering are very unbearable.

What's more, it's not a common ailment.

Han Yuan could no longer be ashamed.

Some things don't worry so much once you look at them...

Li Changshou smiled, clapped his hands and said:

"If Yuanyuan has nothing else to do, I will go back.

After speaking, Li Changshou turned around and wanted to leave.

Now he has privately called the ancestor of the Han family Yuanyuan.

Han Yuan firmly opposed it at the beginning.

But seeing that the other party was only shouting in private, she endured it.

Seeing Li Changshou being so careless, Han Yuan hurriedly grabbed his hand and gritted her teeth:

"Li Changshou, who do you stand for!"

Now the two are getting more and more familiar.

Talking to each other is impolite!

Anyway, in one sentence, the old is not like the old, and the young is not like the young.

"Now is the critical moment for me to completely restore the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. If you still have one, give it to me right now!"

Seeing that Han Yuan really refused to give up.

Li Changshou shook his head helplessly.

Turning around to look at Han Yuan, the beauty in the sun is wearing a long black dress.

The makeup is elegant and graceful.

But Han Yuan's skirt is too thin.

The soft long skirt can't hide the proud figure, but it looks like the charming Rakshasa in the Buddhist mythology that seduces evil thoughts and attracts people to fall.

Watching the beauty nibble her teeth.

Even the anxious appearance is extraordinarily endearing.

Li Changshou couldn't help stretching out his hand, and directly embraced Han Yuanliu's waist.

"Li Changshou, what are you doing?!"

Han Yuan dared to belittle herself when she saw Li Changshou.

Immediately mixed with shame and anger.

If you want to retreat, you can't break free from Li Changshou's embrace.

In fact, with her quasi-spiritual strength.

As long as True Qi explodes, Li Changshou can be bounced tens of meters away in an instant.

But I don't know why, feeling Li Changshou's broad chest and strong and powerful arms, I feel hard to say.

For a moment, he was reluctant to break free.

As if she had a guilty conscience, Han Yuan looked around and saw that no one had seen her, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Li Changshou, let me go, I am the patriarch of the Han family.

"It would be bad if people saw it!"

Han Yuan pulled out a hand and lightly beat Li Changshou's chest, pretending to be angry.

If she can't control the strength well, she can directly beat the person of this earth gate to death with one punch!

"Today I want to compose a poem for Yuanyuan, how about it?"

Li Changshou felt that Han Yuan in his arms did not resist fiercely.

The heart that was a little scared suddenly calmed down a lot.

Then he reached out his other hand to lift Han Yan's chin, admiring the patriarch of the Han family who has always been aloof on weekdays.

"Write me a poem?"

"Do you think I'm the oiran of Yihong Courtyard?"

"Don't write me those erotic poems!"

Seeing that Li Changshou was getting more and more excessive, Han Yuan hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look.

"Yuanyuan, don't worry, it's not some erotic poetry."

"I saw Yuanyuan with such a beautiful face, and I wrote it with a feeling of writing and thinking."

"If you don't read it to Yuanyuan today."

"I'm afraid I'll be depressed."

"In the end it turned into a heart disease!"

"After a long time, it will become the same old disease as yours!"

Obviously, as the boy grows older, his acting skills also increase day by day.

There is no guilt at all after making up a lot of nonsense.

"It has become an old heart disease, is it so serious?"

"I'm afraid you're going to laugh the old woman to death!"

"This little devil is glib.

Han Yuan murmured a few words to herself and raised her eyes quietly.

See Li Changshou's sincere eyes.

For a while, I couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

"Then...then you read it to me."

"Also...it's not impossible."

Han Yuan lowered her head, and Li Changshou, who had a low voice, almost didn't hear her.

"Hahaha."

"It happens that Yuanyuan has pen and ink here, so I'll write it for Yuanyuan!"

Released Han Yuan, Li Changshou turned and walked towards Fang Tomb.

Seeing Li Changshou finally let go of herself, Han Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

.......00

At the same time, I was a little lost.

But seeing that Li Changshou was so confident, she couldn't help but stepped forward to look at the square table curiously.

Want to see what poetry Li Changshou can write?

At the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

If this little devil regards himself as a brothel girl.

The poems I wrote were poor, or I wrote some messy erotic poems.

Wouldn't you belittle yourself a lot?

snort!

But if he dares to do this, I will never forgive him!

With such complicated feelings, Yuan concentrated on watching Li Changshou's writing.

"Yunxiang clothes, Huaxiangrong, spring breeze blows Revlon!"

Li Changshou writes very slowly, which is different from the flamboyant cursive script in the past.

This time Li Changshou used elegant lowercase letters.

Every word is extremely correct without losing its spirituality.

"Is this writing about me?"

"What a beauty!"

Although Li Changshou hadn't finished writing, Han Yuan already felt hot on Qiao's face.

Even without looking in the mirror.

Han Yuan knew that Own's face might already be red.

Although Li Changshou's poem did not mention the word "beauty".

But the words are fluent.

Like a spring breeze full of paper.

There is no need to describe it, and it will naturally make people think that this flower is a peony, the beauty of jade.

Clouds are compared to clothes, and flowers are compared to appearance.

Just two sentences completely disturbed Han Yuan's heart.

So, is he actually so beautiful in this little devil's heart?

Hmph, he didn't admit Qian before!.