Chapter 46 Everyone Zhou's Drilling Bottom Posture Is So Skillful That It Makes Me Heartbroken
Chapter 46 Everyone Zhou’s posture under the bed is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.
Just when Miss Shishi was looking lovingly at the long, clean cucumbers placed on the plate, and was about to take action,
By chance, I heard the call from my confidant maid Lu Qi, and Zhou Lang had arrived.
This made Miss Shishi's eyes light up and she stood up. As for the cucumber, she would keep it for now. Of course, she would use it when no one was around.
After all, this is your own beauty secret, and you must not spread it around.
Not long after, the sound of the stairs was heard, and before long, Zhou Lang appeared at the door.
The teacher smiled gracefully and walked into the room. He turned around and saw the maid closing the door.
Then he stepped forward, helped up the girl Shishi who bowed, and looked at her charming and charming face.
After coughing twice, I controlled the urge to do something, and decided to talk about talent first.
Similar to the swing before casting, this is a necessary procedure when facing a talented and beautiful woman like Miss Shishi.
"Master, this dance today was so beautiful that Zhou will never forget it for a long time."
"I just had an inspiration, so I came to meet with my teacher."
The girl Shishi, who is proficient in all kinds of playing, playing and singing, and has first-class talents, naturally shined and took over this well-made sheng.
Zhou Lang sighed softly and lowered his eyes. He happened to see the juicy cucumbers on the table.
Zhao Ji chuckled and was about to put the basket of oranges on the table, but he happened to see the juicy cucumber on the plate.
He even wanted to turn over and go to bed directly. Fortunately, he was dazzled by the beauty.
With the gentle touch and graceful lines, under Zhao Guanren's encouragement and urging, Zhao Guanren played the piano to the music, and Miss Shishi played a beautiful and moving piece of music.
"I didn't expect the officials to be so considerate to the slave family. The officials tried their best to get these oranges, which are rare in Tokyo. The slave family is really..."
When I think about the fact that Mr. Zhao always likes to appear here elusively, I can't help but feel a little sad.
Thinking of this, Zhou Lang suddenly felt the urgency and had to speed up the conversation about talents.
Miss Shishi felt a little sweet in her heart, leaning her head against her beloved Zhou Lang. "The slave family wishes they could stay together forever."
With a creak, the door was gently pushed open, and the official Zhao Ji, who was gently trying to surprise the beauty, saw it.
If he could really turn over, Zhou Lang, who was decades older, felt that for the rest of his life, no matter day or night, he would probably only be able to do one position: lying flat.
I would rather Shishi's girl eat cucumbers than eat the oranges sent by you, a fool like you.
After taking several deep breaths, Zhou Lang finally controlled his emotions and started to laugh.
Zhao Guanren also understands Miss Shishi very well, and of course he will not talk inappropriately at first.
At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came into my ears again.
Seeing Zhou Lang's eyes wandering around the room, Miss Shishi couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Ah this..." Zhou Lang, who was holding a pen in his hand, turned pale and asked, "What should I do?"
This foolish king, who is interested in sex, unexpectedly rushes out of the palace gate to look for flowers and willows at this time. It's not good for your special mother to go to anyone, but she wants to find Miss Shishi.
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Looking at the charming and affectionate eyes of the beautiful lady serving the ink, Zhou Lang's bones almost went numb when he just picked up the pen.
When I saw that the bed board of the big bed began to shake, the music became obviously unstable.
Instantly his eyes bulged, he coughed quickly and turned his head and neck to pretend to admire the furnishings in the house.
Zhou Lang held Miss Shishi's delicate hand with deep approval, and couldn't help but subconsciously look towards the eye-catching bed.
"Miss, that official Zhao is here again. The carriage has been parked outside the courtyard."
But reason still exists, and the old waist with empty kidneys cannot withstand such violent torture.
Glancing at Miss Shishi, Zhou Lang's eyes were full of sadness. He sighed quietly, squeaked, and disappeared under the bed.
Next, Zhao Guanren looked at Miss Shishi who was playing the wind and smiling affectionately, but she couldn't care less about playing the piano.
Zhou Lang couldn't help but his face darkened, and he heard the anxious low voice of his master's confidant, Lu Qi, coming from outside the door.
It seems that although a certain person can often be intimate with this bed, sometimes he cannot care whether it is on the top or the bottom.
"Today I purchased some oranges that are of excellent quality and taste, so I personally came to give them to you, Master..."
"The slave family has seen the officials. It's so late at night. Mr. Zhao, what are you..."
Zhou Lang quietly raised his arms with a look of despair, and gently covered his face with his sleeves... Thirty-seven thousand, eight hundred and sixty-five words are omitted here.
Is it possible that I, a world-famous and talented poet, want to get into that thing again?
The teacher girl in front of me couldn't help but feel confused. She subconsciously glanced at the confused Zhou Lang, and then glanced at the eye-catching bed...
After eating two oranges, he showed off the famous sheng he got today to Miss Shishi, a very talented and stunning beauty.
Zhou Lang coughed twice and decided to divert Miss Shishi's attention in time.
"What do you think is wrong, Mr. Zhou?"
"The furnishings in this house really suit your elegant and quiet style, Shishi."
"Well, the slave family will serve the pen and ink for Zhou Lang."
Hearing these words, Miss Shishi's eyes suddenly lit up, and her watery eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.
At this moment, Zhou Lang, who lay silently under the bed and heard all the exchanges between the two, gritted his teeth and secretly resented it in his heart.
Next, Zhou Lang was under the bed, silently and quietly listening to a man and a woman mixing honey with oil in the room. You and I were eating oranges one by one.
"Okay, Master, business is more important..."
"Zhao has been too busy with business these days and has never been able to find time to visit the beautiful lady."
His eyes suddenly bulged, and he subconsciously glanced at the bed with no wrinkles in the sheets, and then hurriedly stopped his suspicious expression.
The alluring beauty was lazily leaning on the table. When she heard the sound, she raised her head with disbelief on her face.
He put on a serious and studious look and wanted to play the sheng with Miss Shishi.
The gesture of raising her buttocks and sneaking under the bed silently and quickly is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed.
The hook made Zhou Lang couldn't help but wrap his arms around Miss Shishi's slender waist.
Then, during the intermission, they started eating oranges. After eating a few oranges, they started a new round...
Listening to the increasingly louder shaking of the bed, Zhou Lang was heartbroken. He couldn't help but recall the young man who was here side by side with him a few days ago.
I don't know how that young man would feel if he were here side by side with me at this moment.
Now, I am alone at the bottom of the bed, suffering and feeling lonely and cold.