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Chapter 51 'My sister is a little weird lately'

"innate!"

Zhao Cuo felt the surging mana in his body, and indescribable joy suddenly surged into his heart! Although the second level is not worth mentioning in this world, his strength is far from enough to achieve the ultimate goal, but this practical improvement

It made him feel like he had finally taken a step forward.

"Um?"

He suddenly felt that Yan'er's jade hand opposite to his dropped, and then his shoulders sank, and the elegant fragrance flowed into his nose.

"What's wrong?"

Young Master Zhao opened his eyes and asked at the same time. When he lowered his head, he saw Yan'er resting her little head on his shoulder with a tired look on her face. Her body was rising and falling with steady breathing, and she was obviously asleep.

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"Will it take so much energy to break through for me?"

Looking at Yan'er who seemed to be too tired to fall asleep, her charming and charming face now looked a little calm and pure, and the hard-hearted Zhao Cuo looked at her with a rare softened look.

"It's not appropriate to go back at this point. My sister will be angry if you don't come home all night, right? Go home at dawn and have breakfast with her before going to the Yamen."

Zhao Cuo looked at the beautiful young woman leaning against him with her peach-like plump body, resisted the urge to act like an animal, and gently helped her lie down next to him.

Generally speaking, as a fan, he can calm down after a girl lies down. However, Yan'er, who has the heart of a girl and the body of a mature woman, is close to the size of Miss Zhao. She cannot be underestimated when lying down. Young Master Zhao almost failed to withstand the test.

.

Of course, he couldn't do anything like taking advantage of his own danger. He quickly closed his eyes again and continued to meditate as if no one else was around, familiar with the power of the innate realm, until a ray of morning light shone into the house from the window.

"Um?"

When Zhao Cuo was immersed in meditation and had not yet come to his senses, he suddenly felt something warm and soft poking his cheek. He immediately realized whose hand it was and opened his eyes dissatisfied.

"Are you very free?"

When he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful woman with an alluring figure lying on her side. She looked at him with a smile on her charming face and a pair of fox eyes. She raised her slender hand and poked him with her jade finger.

face.

"snort."

Seeing Zhao Cuo come back to his senses and look bad at her again, Yan'er pouted her lips unhappily. The appearance of this little girl's posture on her mature face gave people a strong contrast and cuteness.

"Yan'er worked so hard to help you break through yesterday, and he almost fainted from exhaustion. Do you just use this tone to talk to others?"

She stared at Zhao Cuo with her beautiful, slightly misty purple eyes wide open.

"Well……"

Zhao Cuo thought about it and felt that his attitude was a bit bad.

The kind of cultivation method last night probably wouldn't even be done by a master for his apprentice.

It would be better for people to cherish such a useful tool like Yan'er.

"Thank you."

So Zhao Cuo stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head with a reluctant look on his face.

"you!"

Yan'er's little face suddenly turned red, and she opened his hand obviously out of anger. She straightened her slender waist and was about to pounce towards him.

"Ma'am, please respect yourself."

Zhao Cuo went to bed on his own. He didn't want to have anything to do with the late emperor's widow yet, although the little girl's temperament was easy to deceive.

"I'm going back."

He said and walked towards the door.

"Will you come to stay with me tonight?"

Yan'er said angrily.

“Don’t omit the word ‘cultivation’.”

Zhao Cuo said without looking back.

"I'll come over when I have time."

"Zhao is wrong!"

Yan'er suddenly stopped him again.

"Um?"

Zhao Cuo patiently turned his head to look at the beautiful woman who was still sitting on the bed.

Yan'er's appearance at this moment made him stunned.

The most gorgeous flame beauty in the world raised a pair of jade hands to hold her red and charming face. The mist in her purple eyes showed a bit of confusion and infatuation. She didn't need rouge as her red lips extended to outline a line on her cheeks.

With a sickly smile, she tilted her little head and gave him a silly laugh or two.

"Does Yan'er think that he has snatched you away from that woman?"

Zhao Cuo turned around and left without hesitation. The yandere was so scary. He wanted to return to his sister's broad mind to find warmth.

The executioner's carriage that came last night ran towards Xiang Jing again.

At this time, the sky was dim and bright.

"I sweated a little when I made the breakthrough. I took a shower when I got home. I wonder if Uncle Chengji helped me cover it up at Sister Shangxin's place."

Zhao Cuo felt that if Miss Zhao knew that she was staying at the late emperor's widow's house, she would definitely have to show off her sister's pretense and remember him. Thinking of this, when he got off the carriage and walked into Zheng Guogong's house, his footsteps became softer.

"Why are the lights in the main hall on?"

He was about to go back to his room when he suddenly saw from a distance that the lobby where the Zhao family entertained guests was brightly lit. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and walked straight over.

"Is it Sister Yanxin?"

Young Master Zhao walked into the spacious living room with silent steps, and immediately saw the woman half lying on the main seat wearing a moon-white Confucian shirt. She leaned sideways and pillowed her little head on the table, with half of her face exposed.

Her delicate and gentle face was still frowning, as if she was sleeping with something on her mind.

"You're not here waiting for me to go home until I fall asleep, are you?"

Zhao Cuo looked at his sleeping sister with a headache. He knew that the physical fitness of Confucian cultivators was no different from that of ordinary people, so he couldn't stay up all night and still wait here for him to come back.

"It's better not to wake her up..."

He stepped forward and carefully hugged his sister, who was light to him.

It was a big move to pull the person who was half lying on the seat up. At first, Zhao Shanxin's slender eyelashes fluttered, but probably because she smelled a familiar smell, she suddenly relaxed completely.

Princess Zhao Xiaogongye walked out of the lobby with her sister in her arms and walked slowly towards her bedroom, fearing to wake up the child bride sister in her arms who frowned and relaxed after being hugged by him.

"call……"

Walking into his sister's boudoir, Zhao Cuo smelled a stronger sweetness mixed with the fragrance of milk. He put the warm-scented nephrite in his arms on the bed without thinking much.

"Isn't it comfortable to sleep in a coat?"

Zhao Cuo looked at the Confucian shirt on his sister's body. He knew that there was a bottom garment underneath that covered all the skin on the body. With the idea of ​​​​allowing the eldest lady to sleep more soundly, he raised his hand and pinched the string tied to

The jade belt on the slender waist was about to be pulled apart gently.

"Um?"

When Zhao Cuo heard the soft chanting, he secretly thought something was wrong. He raised his eyes and looked at his sister's face, his eyes met a pair of moist and hazy almond eyes.

Zhang Xin was still in a dazed state after just waking up. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her brother sitting beside the bed, until she noticed the belt tied around her waist that Zhao Cuo was holding.

Miss Zhao woke up in an instant. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhao Cuo with disbelief. Her graceful face, which had a ladylike temperament, gradually became flushed. Her thin pink lips moved but failed.

After saying something, he finally bit his lower lip and raised his hand to pull the quilt on the bed to cover his little head.

"..."

Zhao Cuo was also unstoppable by her operation.

He felt that the bigger problem than the current misunderstanding was his sister's strange reaction.
Chapter completed!
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