Fancy Manual for Teasing the Male God

Li Xiujin immediately burst into a thief smile, and pointed to her cheek: "I will tell you with one kiss."

Qin Wansha narrowed her eyes, and danger appeared.

Li Xiujin was not afraid at all, and stretched out her face. Qin Wansha was finally convinced by his cheeky, holding back a smile and leaning forward and giving a kiss.

Li Xiujin nodded in satisfaction, then stretched out her long arm to stop Qin Wansha's waist and led the person to her body. When the palm of the wind screamed, the oil lamp in the room was extinguished.

At this time, Li Xiujin leaned in Qin Wansha's ear and whispered: "Your man is in this life, but the emperor."

Qin Wansha was itchy in her ears by the breath of Li Xiujin talking in her ears, but when she heard what Li Xiujin said, the corners of her lips instantly bend.

"The emperor?" Qin Wansha leaned on Li Xiujin, her tone raised.

Li Xiujin nodded, and at the same time touched Qin Wansha's forehead affectionately: "My body was not the son of the first emperor. I was adopted from the royal family, so I changed my name. This is Li Xiujin's original name."

With that said, Li Xiujin didn't forget to pat on her hips/hip, and took advantage of it: "I thought I had enough hints. Li Ke is the national surname."

"But who knows if there are any beggars in Beijing with the original surname Li." Qin Wansha rolled her eyes.

Li is indeed the national surname, but in this country, there are many ordinary people surnamed Li. Among them, most of them were related only 500 years ago. It just so happened that the founding emperor of this country was a grassroots background. For the king of the uprising, it’s impossible to have a normal surname.

Li Xiujin didn't molest Qin Wansha any more, just held the person in his arms, and his heart was full.

This night, Qin Wansha and Li Xiujin didn't say much, they just talked about some of the previous situations, including Destiny's Son and Yu's recipes, and of course, Qin Wansha's plans afterwards.

Qin Wansha felt that even God was helping her in this life. The contest that Shen Dukang wanted to become famous was organized by the royal family, and the most important person in the royal family was her lover, who could be better than this world. Is it a solution?

However, Qin Wansha also kept an eye on it.

"You don't have to worry about these things for the time being, just be your emperor if you obediently do it."

"Huh?" Li Xiujin let out a puzzled nasal sound.

"My body made me suffer a lot when I first came. How could I easily make Shen Dukang feel better? Hey, anyway, now the big boss is my person. I will have fun with him and let him know heaven. What he looks like, when he falls into hell, he will know suffering." When Qin Wansha said this, there was some negative test in her tone.

The uninitiated Li Xiujin fell in love with her look like a must-have, and couldn't help but start kissing again at the same time.

Of course, Qin Wansha wouldn't let him easily succeed, so Li Xiujin stopped her hands obediently and let Qin Wansha press his hands to show surrender.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Li Xiujin had already got up and was about to rush back to the court.

Qin Wansha yawned and turned over under the quilt. Li Xiujin looked at her heart warmly, and said something in Qin Wansha's ear, but she didn't know if Qin Wansha heard it.

When it was bright and there were voices from the inn, Qin Wansha finally got up to the sound of a mellow knock on the door.

The first thing for the two of them to do today is to find a suitable house in the capital.

Yu's family has been running a tavern for so many years, and it is considered a small asset, but it is still somewhat difficult to buy a suitable house in Beijing directly.

Qin Wansha persuaded Yu Chun not to buy a house for the time being, first rent a well-defined plot, and wait until the tavern is opened, and then he can buy it directly.

However, even if you want to rent a house that you want, it is not so easy.

Yu Chun and Qin Wansha ran a lot of homes, and they didn't find a good one, but when the sun was blazing in the afternoon, the good house suddenly came home by themselves.

Walking out of a dissatisfied house again, a Confucian-looking man leaned forward and asked Yu Chun and Qin Wansha if they wanted to rent a house from time to time. He also said that he had a nice place to rent out, just because He is about to go to a place to take up his post, and the courtyard at his home is vacant.

Originally, Yu Chun didn't believe the Confucian student's words very much, and felt that those who took the initiative to join in must have a bad idea, but when he heard that he wanted to go to the place, his attitude immediately changed.

The facts have proved that the scholar did not lie. Not only is the courtyard close to the busiest street in the capital, it also has a pretty good environment for quiet and quiet. The courtyard of Sanjin just meets what he wants in his heart. Yes, Yu Chun is about to make an agreement with that scholar.

"Wait!"

At this moment, a carriage suddenly stopped beside the three of them, and a man in Jinyi opened the curtain and walked down. Both Yu Chun and Qin Wansha were familiar with his face.

"Uncle Yu, why didn't you and Ruoxiang tell me when they came to the capital? I saw you on the street by chance and didn't worry about coming over to see you." Shen Dukang's tone was somewhat intimate and complained. .

Confucian scholars and Yu Chun were both stunned. It was Qin Wansha who had recovered first. She looked at Shen Dukang with a respectful smile, and at the same time had a sense of distance: "Master Shen."

Hearing Qin Wansha's name, Shen Dukang was also taken aback. Then he immediately recovered his expression and said with a smile: "Why is Sister Ruoxiang being so polite to me? You are all here in Beijing. There is a good house—"

"No, the set we rented is very good." Yu Chun immediately stepped forward to block between Shen Dukang and Qin Wansha, and took out an ingot of silver from his arms in front of Shen Dukang and gave it to the scholar .

Confucian scholars were not afraid of things, so he accepted it with a smile, and said, "If this is the case, then my house will be rented to two people. When I look back, I will draw up a contract. Both of us signed it."

Shen Dukang finally reacted with a hint of smell, his brows lightly frowned, and he asked with a hint of doubt: "Uncle Yu, what do you mean by this, I am also kind."

"Master Shen." Qin Wansha interrupted Shen Dukang aloud: "You are now the son-in-law of the Gu family, and you have been too close to our family, I am afraid that something is wrong."

When Shen Dukang heard the word Gu Jia, his heart sank: "It's not... this..."

Shen Dukang wanted to explain, but Qin Wansha didn't give him a chance, and instead smiled coldly: "It's a coincidence that we first entered the capital and just wanted to find someone to inquire about the inn, so we heard of Master Shen and Miss Gu Jia The little girl here hasn’t congratulated Young Master Shen on the upcoming marriage of the beautiful couple."