Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Du Yue curled his lips and said, "Mom, you just said this because you saw that sister Xinran looks good."

Huo Shuyuan couldn't help but spat at Du Yue. She held a niece in one hand and smiled at her daughter: "Let's ignore him and go into the house to talk."

Everyone entered the door with smiles on their faces.

As soon as she entered the door, Huo Shuyuan smiled and said: "Father, mother, look, does my niece have the same demeanor as I did back then?"

The old lady looked at the two of them and smiled: "They are somewhat similar."

The Marquis looked at his daughter lovingly and said, "Although Xinran looks somewhat similar to you, she is calm and calm. She is not as noisy as a monkey when she was a child."

When everyone heard this, they all laughed.

Even Huo Xinran, who had been worried about being incompatible with the Hou Mansion, put aside his worries and smiled sincerely.

At this time, in the back alley in the west of the city, Zong Guohui dressed herself up and slowly walked out of the dilapidated clan mansion with a storybook in hand.

Grandma Wang walked out shivering from the back of the room, looked at Zong Guohui's pretentious back and spat.

"Hey, no matter how much you pretend to be like a phoenix, you're still just a pheasant. Even though you're all dressed up, you don't know what unattractive thing you're trying to seduce!"

The clan mansion was dilapidated, and the servant's room she lived in was also a wing room. She was shivering from the cold last night, and she couldn't feel better after eating a breakfast that looked like pig food.

Seeing Zong Guohui walking away, she went into the house to pack up.

Holding her nose and pouring the bucket into the latrine, Grandma Wang took a deep breath when she came out.

That little bitch ate something that made her almost vomit.

She threw the bucket into the yard, and Grandma Wang couldn't wait to go into the house and start rummaging around.

What are you hiding that makes you so secretive and afraid of people?

Kicked my old lady out in the middle of the night!

Thinking about Zong Guohui returning home late that day, he saw her sleeping dead with bruises all over her body the next day, but he didn't say anything about it. Unexpectedly, she actually disliked him.

If I hadn't hid it for her, Miss Zong's second daughter would have been ruined long ago in Shengjing City.

At that time, she didn't declare the master of the family, and now she was afraid that she would bite her back if she did. Thinking of this, she spat hard again.

You are an immature, white-eyed wolf!

After rummaging through the house, I saw some extravagant and revealing clothes in the closet.

Looking at the thin layer of gauze in her hand that could not cover the flesh at all, Grandma Wang curled her lips.

The tulle was light and soft, and you could tell at a glance that it wasn't cheap.

What kind of girl from a good family would spend a lot of money to buy such a thing to wear on her body?

She clicked her tongue repeatedly, carefully folded the clothes and put them back in their place, then walked to the bed and looked at them.

Zong Guohui, who had already arrived in front of the small bookstore on the street, was unaware of what was about to happen in his room.

She held the storybook and walked in pretentiously.

As soon as Huang Shi saw her coming, his small mung bean-sized eyes suddenly flashed with light.

He stepped forward diligently, nodded and said with a flattering smile, "It turns out to be Miss Zong. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

He raised his hands and led Zong Guohui to the only chair in the room to sit down: "Girl, please sit down quickly, but have you thought about the plot behind it?"

Zong Guohui thought of the explicit scenes in the storybook and showed a rare shy expression.

Seeing her expression, Huang Shi rolled his little eyes and said forward, "If the girl is embarrassed to speak directly, you can open the script and point it to me."

Zong Guohui looked at Huang Shi beside him and said calmly: "I'm sorry to say anything. It's just that the plot in the book is more convenient."

She opened the story book with a calm expression and pointed at it casually.

Huang Shi was originally standing in front of Zong Guohui. When he heard this, he blinked his eyes and said, "The light in the room is weak, so I can't see clearly for a while."

He walked around the chair with a flattering smile, walked behind Zong Guohui and said, "Maybe it will be cheaper this way."

Zong Guohui looked at the dim light in the small space, moved the notebook in the direction of Huang Shi and said, "Well, can I see it more clearly?"

Huang Shi rubbed his eyes and said, "My little one hurts his eyes from painting all the time. Miss Zong, please wait a moment."

Zong Guohui did not doubt it, and raised the script higher: "Can't you see it clearly?"

Huang Shi lowered his eyes and looked at the spring color on her chest, holding back a smile and said, "That's enough, I can see it clearly."

Zong Guohui quickly flipped through a few pages and clicked casually: "This, this, this,"

When Huang Shi saw her pointing out the picture of the two people in the book so skillfully, he thought that this girl was really interesting.

He looked at the blue marks on Zong Guohui's white and tender chest, and said doubtfully: "The girl turned the page too fast, and the little one couldn't remember the content for a while."

Zong Guohui was puzzled: "You can't even remember these things you drew?"

Huang Shi looked at Zong Guohui, tentatively moved closer and said, "Please read slowly so that Huang can remember it well. Only by remembering well can he draw well, right?"

Although Zong Guohui was impatient, she had no other choice. She pointed slowly and carefully again.

Thinking of Ning Yu's smiling face that seemed to glow under the sun, she subconsciously avoided the perverted parts of the story and slowly pointed out the slightly normal scenes in the storybook.

Huang Shi already knew this. He glanced at Zong Guohui's looming chest and said slowly: "What the girl is referring to is a normal sex scene between two people. If so, how is it different from the previous script?"

Zong Guohui was reminded, she paused and said, "Perhaps the sales volume of your story book is too small, which is why you are so silent."

What she didn't know was that the prime minister alluded to in the best-selling storybook was the real reason why everyone in Tiansheng City remained silent.

Huang Shi said with a smile: "Young lady, you don't know. In the capital, there are not only 10,000 but also 8,000 words written by Huang. From Huang's point of view, if the girl is so conservative, it will be difficult to get the results she wants." .”

He approached Zong Guohui without leaving a trace, and carefully turned the book to the more explicit and perverted scene at the back: "The girl needs to add some scale to be more eye-catching."

Zong Guohui might as well have Huang Shi getting too close, and she turned around in surprise.

Then he saw his unshaven green and black face, a pair of small eyes slightly narrowed, and his chapped lips wrapped in a pair of black and yellow rotten teeth, looking at him with a lewd smile.

She stood up suddenly in surprise.

The chair under her made a harsh sound due to her movements. Zong Guohui said coldly: "I am the patron, so you will do as I say. When will it be your turn to make the argument?"

Huang Shi saw Zong Guohui's expression stiffen. He stood up straight and returned to his usual smile: "Since the girl asks so, Huang will do it."

Zong Guohui placed the fifty taels of silver notes that he had prepared on the counter, and looked at Huang Shi disdainfully: "Just paint as I say. I will come back in three days to see the sample you have painted."

Huang Shi bowed and saluted: "Huang is sending the girl off."

Zong Guohui glanced at him lightly and walked out the door: "No need."

Huang Shi looked at Zong Guohui's back and smacked his lips gently.