Chapter 641: Don’t be a dog licker
I don’t know how long it took, Lan Jingsong woke up leisurely.
What caught his eye was naturally the small courtyard of the stronghold of Qianfang Baixiao Tower that he was familiar with. However, this time he was tightly tied to the chair, and his subordinates were evenly placed. Lying not far away, motionless, they were tied by a long rope, truly explaining what "grasshoppers on a rope" are.
The sky in the east has turned white, and the winter morning sun has begun to rise.
“Are you awake?”
Fu Qingzhou's laughter came.
Lan Jingsong was startled and looked away.
I saw Fu Qingzhou and Qiu Chan walking out of the backyard kitchen together, each holding a fried dough stick and chewing on it.
“You!?”
Lan Jingsong understood everything in an instant, and was shocked and angry: “What do you want to do!”
"What do you think?" Fu Qingzhou smiled mischievously.
Lan Jingsong cast his eyes on Qiu Chan, his eyes full of pain, sadness, betrayal, and entanglement...
"Okay, okay, don't show that look." Fu Qingzhou tutted. Said: "This is not a female channel novel, and what you got is not a male lead script, so it's not like that."
Lan Jingsong didn't understand what he was talking about, but he understood the sarcasm in his words , suddenly became furious: "Fu Qingzhou! You are shameless!"
"Okay, everyone is not a simple person. We have been intrigued all the way. Don't pretend to be innocent."
Fu Qingzhou smiled, turned to Qiu Chan and said: "Chan'er, please do me a favor..."
"I know."
Qiu Chan chewed the fried dough sticks and said vaguely: "Don't worry. I won’t listen to what you say. I’ll move all these things away after they’re knocked unconscious... But you have to wait until I finish eating.” Chewing fried dough sticks: "Is the soy milk hot?"
Qiu Chan turned her head and glanced into the kitchen: "It will take a while."
Lan Jingsong was so angry that his eyes were dazzled.
The two of them were actually on their own property, eating food from their own kitchen, and chatting so casually!
"Qiuchan...伱..."
Lan Jingsong gritted his teeth and said: "Master Baihe has betrothed you to me! If you do this, you are..."
"What is it?" Qiu Chan said lightly: "Breach of trust? Going back on your word? Please, I have never met you, let alone agreed to this marriage. None of what you said exists."
"You!"
Lan Jingsong was shocked and angry and confused: "But Master Baihe said that you have..."
"It's not like you have never been to Zixiao Peak." Qiu Chan Sneered: "That time I refused to see people, don't you understand?"
"I don't believe it..."
Lan Jingsong shook his head: "It must be this Fu... ”
Halfway through his words, he was suddenly startled, as if he realized something, and raised his head suddenly: "Wait, how did you find this place?! If you escaped from the Purple Air Immortal Wind Temple, Qiu Chan, you don't know what to do." You should know..."
"You just realized it now." Fu Qingzhou laughed: "The love brain is really scary."
Qiu Chan curled her lips: "I am ready to escape from the sect. , is it difficult to figure out where you are?"
Lan Jingsong sighed deeply and lowered his head.
When Fu Qingzhou saw him like this, he knew that he was really heartbroken.
However, this is exactly the effect you want.
At this time, Qiu Chan also ate the last piece of fried dough sticks in two or two bites. She went into the kitchen and filled two bowls of hot soy milk. One bowl was handed to Fu Qingzhou's hand and the other was held by herself. She drank the soy milk, While picking up the rope from the ground.
That is the rope that binds those people.
She drank soy milk and dragged a group of people away from the courtyard.
“Hahaha~”
Seeing her like this, Fu Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Lan, look, Chan'er is really cute, right?"
Lan Jingsong had a gloomy face and said nothing.
"Brother, it's not like that." Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "There is no grass anywhere in the world."
"You are not qualified to say this!" Lan Jingsong said bitterly: "You get an advantage and still behave...the so-called Qianlong is actually this kind of person!"
"Well, you said that you, the young master of a dignified family, are the direct disciple of the master of Qianjiang Baixiao Tower...and you are not bad looking, and you have a talent."
Fu Qingzhou spread his hands: "Show this identity out. , How many heroines in the world want to chase you?"
Lan Jingsong still had a stern face and said with a sneer: "What do you want to say? It's too late to flatter me now."< br>
“You know, it’s impossible for me to kill you.”
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and smiled: “So, I plan to give you two choices.”
He raised a finger: "The first one... If you are so stubborn, I will use you to threaten Master Baihe. I won't say how effective the threat will be, but you must have lost all face, no matter in Lan Home or Qianfang Baixiaolou, you can’t raise your head again.”
Lan Jingsong’s sneer became even louder: “Why, do you think I’m not embarrassed enough now?” My..."
"You don't want it yourself."
Fu Qingzhou interrupted him, raised his second finger, and said with raised eyebrows: "There is a pattern. A man with style is not trapped by trivial relationships. Do you want to try this option?"
Lan Jingsong was a little confused, and a sneer froze on his face: "What does this mean?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled.
Although he didn't have much contact with Lan Jingsong, he could tell that he was a very typical "semi-elite".
What is a semi-elite?
That is, he does have certain abilities. Whether it is his cultivation level or his mental wisdom, he is not weaker than his peers, and he is even slightly stronger than them.
However, he has some dandy shortcomings that he cannot get rid of, such as being extremely arrogant and having no corresponding ambition, so arrogance turns into cowardice; for example, everything in life is arranged by others, so he cannot He needs to work hard to climb up, thus turning his energy and desire to women and pleasure...
One of the things this kind of people care about most is "face."
In fact, most of them are vaguely aware of the gap between themselves and those real heroes and talents, but they are unable to fill that gap with their own strength.
So, now... Fu Qingzhou has to teach him.
“Let me ask you.”
He said slowly: “If a woman doesn’t love you and you still chase her, what is that called?”
"Uh..." Lan Jingsong thought for a moment and replied uncertainly: "Speciality?"
"No!"
Fu Qingzhou said flatly: "This is called dog licking. "!" Such a man is obviously capable of doing bigger things, but he follows a woman every day, giving her food, drinks and gifts every day. He will respond to anything the woman says with a smile on his face. If the woman is unhappy, he will become a man. Tiancheng couldn't sleep at night, but women didn't like him at all. He knew this and still kept trying to please women..."
"Do you think this man is a waste?" he asked.
Lan Jingsong looked very unhappy, but he nodded slowly.
Fu Qingzhou asked again: "Are you a coward?"
Lan Jingsong sighed and nodded again.
"Do you think it is possible for this man to move this woman and let her be with him? Even if they are together, do you think this woman can like this man?" Fu Qingzhou asked again.
Lan Jingsong raised his head helplessly: "Okay, I know what you mean..."
"No, you don't know."
Fu Qingzhou grinned and said: " It's not enough to just be a dog licker. You have to be a Sigma man."
"Xi...what?" Lan Jingsong was confused again.
“Don’t worry, I’ll teach you.”
Fu Qingzhou smiled very gently, but there was some unexplainable sinister hidden behind this gentleness.
(End of this chapter)