Hassen respectfully led the guards out and lowered the tent curtain before leaving the tent. Arnold mechanically turned his body and stared at the tent curtain as it was lowered.
She quickly jumped off the bed she had just climbed on, and wanted to rush out of the tent without looking back.
Suddenly a hand reached out and picked her up, and a pleasant voice sprayed on her ears like a ball of hot air, "Amul, you should take a shower."
"No, I don't want it." Arnold struggled, but she was so small that there was no way she could be worth real gold. She felt that the thing in front of her eyes kept shaking, and then she was carried to the side of the barrel.
Zhenjin knelt down, reached out and started to unbutton her clothes.
Arnold was frightened, this pervert, this pervert. When he looked up, his mind went blank. The real gold across from him was naked and didn't even have any clothes on. He was making a fool of himself, this exhibitionist, this
Perverted, he actually wanted to drag her to take a bath with him. She was only three years old, and she didn't want to play with him in a mandarin duck bath. "Let me go, let me go..."
Zhenjin had a smile on his face, "Amul, it's time to take a bath, be good and be obedient."
"No, no, I don't want it." Arnold broke free, bit the hand that was unbuttoning her collar, and then kicked him hard.
Only a scream was heard, and Zhenjin finally let go of Arnold's hand.
Arnold opened his eyes and glanced at him quickly. The kick just now seemed to have hit his lifeblood! Oh, my God, how could she still consider whether she was ruthless or not?
Get up and run away quickly. Of the thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy. Thinking of this, Arnold ran out of the tent in a hurry.
Hassen, who was standing guard outside the tent, felt a gust of wind blowing under his feet, and a small figure ran out quickly. When he was wondering, the tent curtain blown by the gust of wind just exposed a corner of the tent.
His father was lying on the carpet with his baby in his arms, his body hunched over like a cooked shrimp. Hassen quickly looked away, with a cramp-like smile on his ice-cold face.
Hu Gechi was lying on the bed, still holding the unfinished copy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his hand. While reading, he was still thinking about what Zhenjin said today.
The candlelight in the tent suddenly dimmed, and Brother Hu shouted without raising his eyes, "Wu Enqi, bring two more lamps."
"Hu Gechi, it's me." A voice with a thick nasal sound suddenly reached Hu Gechi's ears.
Hu Ge Chi hurriedly sat up and saw Arnold standing next to his bed. "Amul, why are you here?"
Arnold's face turned slightly red, and he kept thinking about why she came here. It wasn't because his perverted brother Zhenjin wanted to have some kind of mandarin duck bath, so she came and planned to spend the night at his place. "Amu
I think I want to sleep with Hu Gechi tonight."
"Oh? Did the second brother know that you came here?" Hu Gechi picked her up and put her on his lap.
Arnold thought for a while, "He knew when I came out."
"Wu Enqi..." Hu Gechi smiled and touched her head, then shouted outside the tent.
Wu Enqi quickly appeared at the tent door, "Master..."
"Go and get an extra blanket. Amul will sleep here tonight." Hu Gechi ordered, and then he carried Arnold to the inside of the bed.
Arnold lay down obediently, looking at Hu Gechi pitifully with his dark eyes, "Hu Gechi, help me find a maid!"
When Hu Gechi heard what she said, he thought for a moment and nodded, "Tomorrow, I'll help you find one tomorrow."