It's a pity that the beauty is huddled in the bathtub, and her little hands are too tightly covered, and her exaggerated breast muscles can't be seen at all.
"Sir, have you seen enough?"
Qian Yuwei frowned slightly, as if she was ashamed or angry.
Zhao An squatted beside the tub, pulled on the edge of the tub, and looked directly at her, "Miss Qianyu, you hide it very deep. I won't be able to find out your background without testing."
"It turns out that the gentleman is here to test the little girl. In this case, the little girl might as well say one more thing. If you get too close to the little girl, you may get hurt."
She let go of her hand and approached slowly.
There was only a board between their faces.
The soft breath hit her face, and it was fragrant. Zhao An couldn't resist, and wanted to take her out and press her against the bucket to conquer her!
"Miss Qianyu, can you lend me this great master for two days?"
"Give me a reason." Qian Yuwei turned her back and continued to wash her shoulders with water. Zhao An put his chin on her shoulder, "Your enemy is Chen Guogong, and so am I. I want to start a team, but the jungler is currently sent away. I'm back to the spring, but I still need an output."
"I don't understand what sir is saying."
Qian Yuwei turned her cheek, looking like an idiot.
Zhao An rubbed his nose angrily and briefly stated his plan.
"Give the little girl some substantial benefits, and let Jinxiu take action."
Qian Yuwei asked for benefits when she opened her mouth, which made Zhao An look at her with admiration.
Even though she is just pretending to be gentle and quiet in front of others, she is also a person who can't afford to be early without profit.
"Everyone in the world is struggling to survive in the mortal world, and the little girl also wants to experience life with the morning bells and evening drums. Unfortunately, the great revenge has not been avenged, and she still needs to accumulate strength. The gentleman is a wonderful man, and he has many good things in his hands, such as the immortal drunkenness."
The gods are drunk...
hehe! What an appetite!
If you sell the recipe for immortal drunkenness, you can recruit a mercenary group composed of masters in the world!
"Sir, if you don't want to bear it, please don't speak respectfully."
Qian Yuwei's smile disappeared, and she lowered her eyes and continued to rub her body.
Zhao An said angrily: "You have changed. You were not like this before. When I wrote poems for you, you still praised me. I still thought that one day we could be a man farming and a woman weaving, and we could live happily in the peach garden."
"The little girl is not a three-year-old child. If everything is okay, you can leave."
She issued an eviction order.
Zhao An curled his lips, what a two-faced woman, given so much money for nothing, she is stingier than the empress.
But this definitely won’t work!
"I will give you all the property rights of the Seventh Dimension, and I won't ask for a penny. It's settled, right?"
"Can."
Qian Yuwei nodded, then signaled to leave because she wanted to get dressed.
Zhao An hid behind the screen angrily, and saw her walking out of the tub and putting on her clothes through the screen.
When she came over, her wet hair fell on her shoulders, and her skin was so tender that it could almost burst with water.
Zhao An couldn't help but ask: "What do you need so much money for? Recruiting troops?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Since Mr. has seen through the little girl, we can cooperate in the future and each get what we need, but none of us should interfere with each other."
Qianyu Weiyun's light and airy look made Zhao An very unhappy.
Sooner or later there will be a time when she asks for help. Will she still be as arrogant as now?
Looking at the sky, it was time to leave. As soon as he raised his feet, he was grabbed by her. She pointed at her wet hair, handed over a towel, and motioned to help her comb her hair.
Zhao An stood behind her with a sullen face. She sat in front of the bronze mirror. From the mirror, she could be seen smiling.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was slightly dull.
In the end, it was Qian Yuwei who broke the deadlock first, "Sir, can you tell stories?"
"certainly."
"Tell me a paragraph."
"Why? You can listen if you want, one hundred taels per paragraph."
"Let's talk about the story that is often mentioned in talking books, the story of a pheasant flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix."
Qian Yuwei handed over a treasure note seriously.
Zhao An held it in his arms and without asking any questions, he opened his mouth to tell the story of Cinderella.
Qian Yuwei asked suspiciously: "What are glass slippers?"
"I'll do it, do you want it?"
"want to."
"Haha, not for sale."
Zhao An was careless, Qian Yuwei had a pretty face and snorted softly.
She liked this story very much, but it was a bit unrealistic.
Zhao An combed her hair with his head down, humming a piece of Fairy Tale Town casually. Listening to the pleasant melody, she couldn't help but ask: "Although the tune is a bit weird, it is very nice. I don't think sir can sing." .”
"I know a lot, but unfortunately, I'm not in the mood to sing now."
Zhao An dropped the mahogany comb and left. When he went out, he saw Xiu Sanniang leading a distinguished guest into the private room. He was a tall, thin and luxurious middle-aged man. The appearance is extremely magnificent.
King Ning!
Zhao An was frightened.
Why did Prince Ning appear in Cuilan Garden!
The guests in the hall didn't react at all, and it was obvious that very few people knew about Prince Ning.
Zhao An had seen his portrait in the empress's house. He was the late emperor's younger brother. Now the idle prince, he had been raised in Zongzhengyuan and served as a first-grade summer general.
This is a powerless official of the first grade who is mainly responsible for the management of the clan, but he has always kept the clan alone and has never even appeared in front of others.
The empress had privately asked him to come out to check Chen Guogong, but he refused, saying that he would abide by the late emperor's instructions and not get involved in the court, lest he would be unable to face his imperial brother in the future.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Qian Yuwei say: "Sir, if you want to ask this little girl to borrow someone in the future, you might as well exchange it for your song."
"Deal, I'll sing you a song "Mistress" next time."
Zhao An glanced sideways at her and hurried downstairs, but did not leave immediately.
Qian Yuwei murmured to herself: "What is a mistress?"
Before she had time to think, Jinxiu ran into the room and said, "Miss, the distinguished guest is already waiting."
"I'll be there right away."
Qian Yuwei took a deep breath, picked up the fan, and walked out in a dignified manner.
After she entered the private room, Xiu Sanniang went out immediately, and then Jinxiu stood guard at the door.
"Jiuyin, find an excuse to send that girl away." Zhao An winked. Jiuyin thought about it and strode upstairs. When Jinxiu saw her, her face suddenly changed and she quickly stepped forward to stop her. .”
Jiuyin said coldly: "I heard from my husband that you are very good at fighting. Find a place to fight with me a few times."
"No, I don't have time now."
"What are you afraid of? No one will break in. Besides, there is a gentleman sitting in the lobby. Are you afraid of someone eavesdropping?"
"If it doesn't work, it won't work." Jinxiu was a little impatient, and Jiuyin continued to provoke: "It seems that you are afraid, and you thought you were so capable that you deserved to go there in person. It turns out you are a coward."
"Smelly woman, you are looking for death."
A martial artist is a martial artist, and he will explode at the drop of a hat.
Jinxiu glanced at Zhao An, who was drinking by himself, and felt that nothing was wrong, so he led Jiuyin to the back garden of Cuilan Garden.
Seeing the two people leaving, Zhao An quickly walked on the road and slowly approached the door of the room to eavesdrop.
