This girl's natural appearance is incomparable to the perfect Nie Xiaoyu, but she is slightly better than Chen Danying, Dugu Mingyue, and Xiang Xiang. But even if Chen Danying's style is compared with her, she feels like an undergrown girl.
Her mature charm and temperament need to be cultivated over time, just like the richness of good wine. It cannot be formed by beauty itself or training.
This strange woman with a slender figure and clear eyebrows looks like she is twenty-seven or eighty years old, but her vitality and vitality make her at least ten years younger. Her exquisite facial features and graceful manner make people unable to help but
I think of the beauty of Ruoye Huansha and picking lotuses on the blue waves.
Of course Wang Junlin knew why Lu Youwei and the woman who claimed to be Yang Kongchan deliberately designed this chance encounter.
This is of course a beauty trap, but this kind of beauty trap is much higher level than the erotic seduction in bed. The time, place, and environment of meeting him are obviously carefully planned, because only in this way can this person be
The artistic conception and temperament of the female general just now were vividly presented in front of Wang Junlin.
Wang Junlin liked this kind of honey trap very much. He asked with a smile: "Yang Kongchan, what a beautiful name. Are you the Salt Girl?"
The woman who called herself Yang Kongchan smiled, her eyes full of life quickly glanced around Wang Junlin's handsome face, and she said softly: "There is a nickname in the Nu family, which is indeed the Salt Girl."
At this time, Lu Youwei chuckled and said: "Sir, this is the Salt Girl. Now handing it over to you is equivalent to handing over the salt business to you."
Wang Junlin nodded, glanced at the purple-clothed beauty with a charming smile, and said something that surprised both of them: "I can see that the relationship between you two is not simple. I will give you two the final
A chance to be alone. After today, you two may never see each other again."
After Wang Junlin finished speaking, he ignored the two of them and took the three little guys through another corner door and went to his room in the mansion.
Lu Youwei and Yang Kongchan looked at each other. They came to Yang Kongchan's room and closed the door. Yang Kongchan immediately made a cup of tea, held it in front of Lu Youwei with both hands, and said sweetly: "Master, please
With tea, this is the first time the slave family has met the prefect today. I didn’t expect him to be so young."
Lu Youwei took the tea and tugged on her jade hand. Yang Kongchan let out a sweet cry, twisted her arms, and gently Qiao Qiaochi sat on his lap, wrapping her hands around his neck.
Her face was a little flushed, her breathing became rapid, and she said to Lu Youwei in a sweet voice: "I hate it, you want to... want to do something bad again?"
Lu Youwei's face was calm, and there was no trace of desire in his eyes. He said leisurely: "Wang Junlin was right. From today on, I'm afraid you and I will never see each other again."
Yang Kongchan took a sip of tea from his hand and held a leather cup to his mouth, then smiled happily and said: "Don't you think the prefect will lock up the slave family? He only needs to let the slave family work for him.
The slave has his own way to have a private meeting with the master, unless he is also a lustful person and wants to take the slave into the house."
Lu Youwei smiled faintly, gave her plump butt a hard squeeze, and said, "You must have noticed the change in his expression when he saw you just now. If he really wants to take you into his room, that would be easier to do."
Well, I have never seen a man that you can't handle. As soon as you take action, he will become soft and soft, lose his armor and armor, and obey your words obediently."
Yang Kongchan gave an exaggerated cry, biting her plump red lips, and her tall chest rose and fell: "If I really become the prefect's woman, will you be sad..."
Lu Youwei held her wrist tightly and sighed: "Chan'er, you know me... I'm too old to satisfy you... Alas! As long as your heart is with me, I can entertain others and myself."
I won't stop you, let alone I can't stop you."
Yang Kongchan hugged him and said: "Master, it's all my fault that I said the wrong thing. You are the only one in my heart, and that will always be the case. No matter what you want me to do, as long as it is good for you, I will do it."
, you gave me to the prefect, and he didn’t refuse, right?”
Lu Youwei covered up the pain, put on a smile, pinched her plump and attractive breasts, and said with a smile: "Of course you are willing, the prefect is young and handsome, at your age you are like a wolf and a tiger.
, if she becomes the prefect’s woman, wouldn’t she be so beautiful that she could go to heaven?”
His expression clearly showed great affection for Yang Kongchan, and that kind of love was definitely sincere and absolutely not false. But when he talked about giving her to the prefect, his expression was very calm, as if he had completely separated love and desire into
into two different parts.
Yang Kongchan suddenly asked: "Since I have something in the hands of the prefect, why didn't I surrender to him earlier? Why do I still want to deal with him?"
Lu Youwei looked complicated and said: "Although I don't value the clan as much as my father does, I don't want our Lu family to become the puppets of the prefect, and I know that the prefect's loyalty to the emperor is actually very limited.
Therefore, he will not completely eradicate our Lu family easily. This is the so-called self-respect of raising bandits."
He sighed, cheered up, hugged the beauty in his arms tightly and smiled: "In addition, after you come to him, you are the most romantic person in the world, no matter how powerful the prefect is,
, but he is still a man, and he is of a vigorous age. Hahaha, with your intoxicating eyes and charming body, which man in the world does not pity the intoxicated man? As long as you help me, I can naturally continue to deal with him.
If you go down, at least I will surrender to him on the surface, but I will never become the puppet of the prefect."
Following his teasing, sweet voices and whispers filled the room. For a moment, the soul-stirring sweet voice came out of the room like silk threads, and even the autumn rain in the sky brought with it a hazy feeling of spring.
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After it was time to turn on the lamp, Lu Youwei opened the door, turned around and said with a smile: "I also made an appointment to meet someone. My dear, please get up and take a shower and change clothes. The bed is soaked by you."
An embroidered shoe was thrown over feebly, and it was thrown against the door with a bang. Along with the heart-stopping sweet singing, a very charming voice said: "You damn ghost, you can't get up without leaving someone behind."
, so uncomfortable. People still want it..."
Lu Youwei laughed and said, "Sao Nizi, you can melt a piece of iron without leaving any slag behind."
As he spoke, he closed the door with a bang. As soon as the door was closed, the smile on his face disappeared immediately as if it had been closed, and his face became gloomy. In the room, Yang Kongchan's expression changed.
The eyes that were so charming just now were so deep that no one knew what she was thinking at this time.
However, not long after Lu Youwei left, Shen Guoer appeared out of nowhere and got into Yang Kongchan's room. The latter had already tidied up the room, as if he had known that Shen Guoer would appear.