Stylish feudalism
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At the age of fifteen, Qin Lian became a concubine to marry the old man of the Wu family.
It wasn't until the day I became a widower at the age of twenty-eight that I knew what a wonderful feeling was.
The coffin bearers came to the door, and the Wu family was dwindling, so they had no choice but to let the widowed and beautiful male concubine come out to socialize, like a white sheep that strayed into a pack of wolves.
The leading man was wearing a sweatshirt, with high eyebrows and deep eyes. His muscles were like mountains. He looked like a forging furnace when he was close.
Eighteen silver coins fell to the ground, and Tan Lian's feet were caught.
Drag into the screen behind the mourning hall.
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The funeral was suspended, waiting for Mr. Wu's only son to return from studying abroad and take charge of the overall situation.
During the day, Qin Lian chanted sutras for his master in the mourning hall, and at night he acted as a groom in his room.
Being pressed behind the door by the strong man I saw that day, I bit my lip and tongue while listening to the whispers of the boys outside, and did all the shameful things.
"Mr. Wu, tusk, tusk, what's the use of having a son..."
"Yes, in the end, if my son doesn't come back, my concubine will still take care of the overall situation for him."
"I didn't expect Mrs. Qinglian to be infatuated."
"Ugh!"
Tan Lian shuddered as the man behind him was approached by a hot wave of heat.
"Okay dear, please speak louder."
"Do you feel comfortable with me serving you?"
"Eat it deeper, hold it in your mouth, and go chant sutras to your master tomorrow, okay?"
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Later, the mess became more and more random.
Sometimes Tan Lian was so entangled that he couldn't get out of bed the next day, so he could only cover himself tightly when going out to meet guests.
After another day of messing around, Tan Lian woke up. The Wu Mansion outside was very lively, with gongs and drums playing.
He stood up in a hurry, and the boy outside came to greet him, shouting that the young master was back.
A gentle man with eyes in a suit approached and smiled at him.
Half of the shorts he took off yesterday were still stuck around his waist.
"Mom."
"Long time no see."
*Xp's work, various stealing situations^ω^
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Intention: Never give up and achieve a perfect ending
