"Asshole, you are still a scholar, what a Mr. Zhou, what a new saint, bah! Get out of Cuilan Garden, my mother, or I will break your three legs!"
Xiu Sanniang was like a tigress, beating and scolding her ass.
Zhao An was a little angry after being beaten, and shouted, "I didn't do anything. If I cheated on Miss Qianyu, why didn't Jinxiu come to deal with me?"
Xiu Sanniang stiffened on the spot.
Qian Yuwei said sadly: "Sir, Jinxiu is seriously ill and has been sent back to his hometown to be raised. Did Sir, seeing that Jinxiu was not here, did he bring this frivolous little girl?"
Damn...
This all works!
Where is Jinxiu? She has no idea? Why don’t you put this show on!
At least Xiu Sanniang stopped taking action. She spat and kicked people out. Zhao An didn't dare to stay any longer and had no choice but to leave.
Xiu Sanniang closed the door and knelt at Qian Yuwei's feet with a bang, "Miss, I have made you feel wronged."
Qian Yuwei wiped her eyes, looked down at her messy robe, and murmured: "It doesn't matter, I owe him this."
"Miss, your sacrifice is too great, is it worth it?"
"Whether it's worth it or not, whether it's Prince Ning or him, it's all just a dream in the end. It's so hazy and desolate that I can't even remember who I am..."
Qian Yuwei picked up a small bronze mirror and lovingly touched her tear-stained cheek, "When will this damn nightmare end?"
"Miss, why don't you go back?"
Xiu Sanniang wiped her red eyes and tried to persuade her.
Qian Yuwei put down the mirror and said in a deep voice: "How is Jinxiu?"
"It has been disposed of according to your instructions, and there are no bones left. Unexpectedly, she was Luo Qingshuang's person. Fortunately, the lady was smart and used Luo Qingshuang's explosives to dispose of her. She died in the hands of her master , and one nail is missing.”
"Just go ahead, I'll be fine."
Qian Yuwei waved her hand.
Xiu Sanniang hesitated to speak, and finally sighed and left the private room.
Shortly after she left, a graceful figure wearing a veil entered the room and knelt beside Qian Yuwei.
If Zhao An were here, he would definitely recognize that this woman is Queer.
"Miss Qianyu, when can I return to my husband?" Que'er asked solemnly.
Qian Yuwei looked back and said: "He said he will compete with Zhou Qing in half a month. I think he plans to kill the Chen family on that day. You have to be prepared. The real trouble will begin on the day the Chen family is defeated."
"Here."
"Also, please help me keep an eye on what Mr. Zhou Ying is doing."
"Well……"
Que'er was a little embarrassed, "I just saw your husband entering Miss Zhou's room, and Miss Zhou was still taking a bath."
Upon hearing this, Qian Yuwei clenched her pink fists, sighed after a long time, and picked up the mirror to feel sorry for herself.
in the room.
The sound of rushing water sounded.
Zhao An tiptoed behind the screen. Zhou Ying in the bathtub had very good ears. When she heard the noise, she hurriedly immersed her snow-white body in the water, "Who?"
"Ahem, it's me."
Zhao An replied shamelessly, and Zhou Ying gritted her teeth and said, "Sir, are you so impatient?"
"What nonsense are you telling the truth? I said I wanted to rub your back. Do you believe it?"
"leave me alone."
Zhou Ying laughed angrily.
There are eight buckets of shameless people in the world, but this bastard has ten buckets for himself, and the world still owes him two buckets!
"It's not like I've never seen a woman's body before. There's nothing interesting about it."
Zhao An curled his lips, came to the table, poured a glass of wine, and waited patiently.
About ten minutes later, Zhou Ying walked out of the screen wearing a snow-white robe, her hair was wet, and there were still water stains on her cheeks.
When she came to her side, she stretched out her hand, and Zhao An took out the paper.
Looking at the regular fonts on it, Zhou Ying clicked her tongue and exclaimed: "Sir, not only is he proficient in papermaking, but he is also proficient in printing. As long as he hands over printing to the little girl, the little girl will be his tonight."
Zhao An looked her up and down strangely and said disdainfully: "Girl, did you take a picture of yourself when you were taking a bath just now? Do you think you can afford papermaking skills with yourself?"
This is a polite way of saying it, but a blunt way of saying it is, why don't you take a pee and look at yourself?
The satire was too realistic and harsh, and Zhou Ying blushed.
She really doesn't deserve it.
Printing technology and new paper are both important tools of the country, and they are used in conjunction with historical books to leave names.
A mere woman's body cannot exchange for such heaven-defying merits!
Zhao An took back the paper and said coldly: "Don't waste time, tell me, why do you want me to help the Zhou family?"
Zhou Ying lowered her head, her expression changed drastically, and she seemed to be in great pain.
Zhao An continued to wait patiently. After a few breaths, she finally made up her mind and took off her thin white robe in front of her, revealing her naked beauty's body without reservation.
Although Zhao An was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but swallowed.
She is indeed the second most talented woman in the world!
This voluptuous figure is so slender, with no excess fat around the waist. The perfect curves and fair skin are eye-catching, especially the pair of crumbling snow peaks, which are dazzling and full of blood.
Zhou Ying walked over with her plump and straight white legs, then twisted her hips and sat on Zhao An's lap.
"My husband went to the appointment alone today because he was determined to control the life and death of the Zhou family, so he repeatedly rejected Prince Ning as a lobbyist. Now that the little girl has followed the husband out, she has offended the Chen family. I hope that the husband will give me a way to survive for the Zhou family. The little girl has no other choice. All I want is for you to have mercy on me, sir.”
As she said that, Zhou Ying's snow-white arms hugged her.
Zhao An was held by her fiery jade body like this, and he was immediately distracted. His smooth skin was so warm that he couldn't hold it back. He tightened his grip on her waist and locked her tightly in his arms, pressing her waist and hips with his big hands. The curves are even more amazing.
"Ms. Zhou, are you sure?"
"As long as the husband gives me the printing skills and treats Cui as a bowl of water, the Zhou family will live up to him, and the little girl is willing to recommend herself as a pillow."
Zhou Ying lowered her head and presented her fiery red lips.
A kiss made Zhao An's blood surge. He breathed heavily and carried her to the bed. Just as he was about to separate his long white legs, she suddenly resisted and frowned, "Sir, please bring out the printing technique. "
Zhou Ying's eyes were cold at this moment.
She is not an idiot. If Zhao An just slaps his ass and leaves after doing that, wouldn't it be a big loss for her.
Not only would he ruin himself, but he would also be missed by the Chen family, and he would have no allies. The Zhou family would be doomed by then.
Zhao An touched his nose, took out another document and handed it over.
Zhou Ying hurriedly took it and was ecstatic when she saw the content, "This is movable type printing! It's so magical, so smart..."
This is the Zhou family’s life-saving straw!
After reading it, she carefully folded the document and put it under the pillow. Then she looked to the side, spread her legs, and said in a low voice: "Come on."
She understood that if the two of them had nothing to do with each other, the man in front of her would not be able to worry about whether the Zhou family would have the guts to go against Chen.
So she must sacrifice herself, she has no choice!
