A Billion Times Draw a Sword

  The woman is about seventeen or eighteen years old. Not to mention the beauty of the country, she is also quite good.

  She was wearing a sleeveless long skirt with a transparent gauze, which made it possible to see the woman’s entire white coupled arms.

  In addition, women have a faint milk scent. Compared with other women’s rouge gouache, this scent is not easy to be disliked.

  "My son, drink!"

   Yanran smiled, the woman handed the glass full of fine wine to Shen Houbai.

"I do not drink."

  Shen Houbai looked at the wine glass offered by the woman.

  Hearing this, the woman looked soft and weak and said, "Drink some!"

   "How about... the slave family accompanies the son to drink?"

  Wait for Shen Houbai to say something, the woman had already poured herself a glass of wine, in front of Shen Houbai's face, she drank a glass of wine with her neck raised.

   After drinking, the woman covered her face with her jade hands, her face was slightly flushed, and her eyes expressed affectionately: "The son...The slave family has already drunk it, why don't you drink it?"

  Looking at the woman, Shen Houbai said coldly as always: "I said, I don't drink!"

  "……"

  Looking at Shen Houbai's unmoved face, the woman felt a little tricky.

  The woman is not someone else, it was the female high-level person in the treasure pavilion who sent him to get Shen Houbai drunk by drunk Shen Houbai.

  As long as Shen Houbai is drunk, then they can do whatever they want.

   "Oh, the son is so true, he likes to bully the slave family!"

   "If the son says he can't beat the liquor slaves, he can still believe it, and if the son says he doesn't drink, there is no man who doesn't drink!"

  While speaking, the woman looked at Shen Houbai with affectionate eyes and acted like a spoiler and said, "The son...have a drink, just have a drink, okay!"

   Facing a woman's acting like a baby, especially that kind of beautiful woman's acting like a baby, usually, a man can't resist, but she met Shen Houbai...

   Withdrawing his hand, Shen Houbai frowned and looked at the woman and said: "You are so annoying!"

   "Okay... so annoying!"

  Hearing Shen Houbai's words, the woman's eyes became rounded, because this was the first time she heard that a man was annoying her.

The smile on the woman's face instantly stiffened. While stiff, she seemed unwilling to reconcile, so after clearing up her mood, she used the assassin. She sat in Shen Houbai's arms, and at the same time, her face was slightly red. Said in Shen Houbai's ear.

  "My son, I don’t know why the slave family’s chest is beating so fast, can you help the slave family see what’s going on?"

  Lan's breath blows Shen Houbai's ears one by one, which is almost ‘fatal’ for men.

But...but still, she found the wrong person, and Shen Houbai stood up directly from the seat, making the legs without Shen Houbai a'stool','Ah', the woman's fart It was in close contact with the ground.

   "Have you ever told you that you are heavy?"

  I heard Shen Houbai’s words, what is cruelty, maybe this is...

  The woman was taken aback first, and then endured the grievance in her heart. She stood up, then leaned toward Shen Houbai and said, "Since the son doesn't like the slave family, the slave family will retire first!"

  The words were closed, the woman lifted the skirt under her body, and then trot out of the wing.

  A moment later...

   "Yu'er, what's the matter?"

  Looking at the woman with flushed eyes, the female senior asked with surprise.

"Woo!" Without a second word, the woman threw herself directly into the arms of the female executives, and then said aggrieved: "He...he said curls are heavy, curls... curls are not... curls are only one. It's only one hundred and five catties, is it heavy?"

  Hearing what the woman said, the female senior had understood that she had failed.

   "Pavilion Lord, he is out!"

  At this moment, beside the female senior, a woman who was equally beautiful and incomprehensible suddenly shouted.

  Hearing this, the female senior looked towards the door of the inn, and then she saw Shen Houbai coming out from the door.

  Seeing this, the female executive immediately looked at the yelling woman, and then said: "Niao'er has failed, now it's up to you!"

  Looking at the expectant gaze of the female senior, the woman nodded heavily and said: "Pavilion Master, please rest assured, Xue Er will not let the Pavilion Master down!"

   "Hiss, hiss!"

  The red-eyed Nun'er looked at the woman, and then sobbed, while saying: "Sister Xue'er, you can avenge Nun'er!"

"Ok!"

  Xue'er looked at Niao'er and nodded heavily, and then she walked towards Shen Houbai.

  Just a breath...

"what!"

   Xue Er let out a scream. The reason for the scream was that Shen Houbai knocked her down, or she ran into it on purpose.

"Are you OK!"

  Looking at Xue Er who fell on the ground, Shen Houbai asked subconsciously.

   Hearing this, Xue Er's eyes flashed a sly, but soon changed to a weak woman's face.

   "The son... the son... I... my feet seem to be smashed!"

  Chu Chu felt sorry, Xue Er stretched out his hand to caress the ‘waked’ ankle, then gently rubbed it.

"and so?"

  Shen Houbai said again.

   "My son... can you help me?"

  While speaking, Xue Er's small hand has reached Shen Houbai.

  Compared with Yin Er, this Xue Er looks more lovely, so that at first glance, it will make people have a desire for protection inexplicably.

  As if to'take advantage of the victory', Xue Er said again: "My son... my feet hurt so much that I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me?"

  Not far away, watching Xue Er's performance, Niao Er couldn't help but said with some envy: "Sister Xue Er is still great!"

  Hearing what Xiaoer said, the female senior immediately said: "Since you know how good it is, you can learn from your sister Xueer!"

  "Yu'er got it!" Not without being clever, UU-reading www.uukanshu.com nodded.

  However...

Just when Xue Er was full of confidence and Shen Houbai would definitely bow down under his pomegranate skirt, Shen Houbai took out his pile of crumpled banknotes, and then threw out a one hundred tael banknote. On Xue'er's body.

   "Is one hundred taels enough?"

  "……"

   didn't seem to react, so Xue Er stared blankly at the banknotes falling in front of him.

  About two or three seconds, Xue Er finally reacted, she said pitifully.

  "The son, the little girl is not..."

  Xue'er hadn't finished speaking, Shen Houbai dropped another one hundred taels of silver ticket, and at the same time said with a grim expression: "Two hundred taels is enough!"

  "The son..."

   "Three hundred taels."

  Shen Houbai dropped another one hundred taels of silver ticket, and said: "Three hundred taels is enough for you to heal your foot injury, and there is a surplus!"

  After finishing speaking, before Xue Er said anything, Shen Houbai had already bypassed her and left.

   almost immediately turned his head, Xue Er looked at Shen Houbai's leaving back with unbelievable eyes.