The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

Dongfang Bubai looked at the man in front of him, thought to himself, this man has saved him, and now he has provided him with a place to live, not to mention that he still has something to ask of him, so he replied: "Please tell me, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Nuanzhou put his hand on the armrest of the chair, with embarrassment between his brows, he said hesitantly, "May I ask you to be my wife?"

When Dongfang Bubai heard this, he stood up in shock and said, "Young Master Zhao, don't make fun of me!"

The red thread that was loosely tied to the onion finger came off, and the oriole flapped its downy wings and was about to fly away.

Zhao Nuanzhou stretched out his hand, grabbed the tail of the red rope, and pulled it twice. The poor fat bird was dizzy immediately. He said seriously, "I'm not joking." Seeing Dongfang Bubai's surprised look, he couldn't help but Stop teasing him a bit.

"You!" Hearing that this person called himself a 'widow', obviously teasing him, Dongfang Bubai was startled and angry, and was about to slap his palm over, but his feet were unsteady, and he fell straight into Zhao Nuanzhou's arms.

Zhao Nuanzhou looked at the deflated Dongfang Bubai, and was in a happy mood, thinking that he would have revenge for being laughed at by him earlier, but said: "Brother Bubai, just be careful."

Dongfang Bubai felt the firm abdominal muscle lines on the man's body, as well as the unique masculine musky scent, so he couldn't help being a little dazed, and hurriedly pushed him away and stood up.

"I ask you to be my wife this time, there is something hidden in it." Zhao Nuanzhou said lightly.

"What's the explanation?" Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai instantly understood what Zhao Nuanzhou meant, and he dared to take it too seriously, and really thought that he was interested in him.

Zhao Nuanzhou glanced at his reddened ears, and was about to speak, but was robbed by Dongfang Bubai.

"Before Mr. Zhao felt sorry for looking at my body, but now I can tell you, don't take it too seriously, you and I are both men, there is nothing to feel guilty about." Dongfang Bubai said, this is true Mixed.

Telling Zhao Daxia not to feel guilty is from his heart.

As early as when he was in Heimuya, he had already broken his back, and he had been with that Yang Lianting no less than a hundred times, but he had given up on that person, so there was no need to be chaste for him, and in Fengya Building, his body had already After showing it to some waiters, what Zhao Nuanzhou saw was nothing.

And this man's unrestrained and free and easy was deliberately pretended by him.Although this Dongfang Bubai showed his strength to others, he still lived in his heart as a little girl, longing for her husband's love, wishing to have someone wholeheartedly weaving and embroidering for her, and being close to the cook, but this person does not exist, so he can only treat her as a strong man. The posture shows people.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Nuanzhou felt that he seemed to be really affectionate, and said: "Since brother Bubai said so...but I still have a secret."

Hearing what Zhao Nuanzhou said, Dongfang Bubai suddenly had some inexplicable expectations, but they were shattered by the man's next sentence.

Zhao Nuanzhou said seriously: "Grandpa forced me to meet Miss Yuan Er."

This Second Miss Yuan came from the No. [-] Bank in the South. Her father, Yuan Gui, not only holds a wealth of money, but also has an ambiguous position in black and white. Zhao Nuanzhou used various reasons to shirk his son's marriage proposal, but Mr. Zhao was afraid that he would make Dongfang Bubai his wife, so he ordered him to meet the second Miss Yuan.

Although there is time to think about it, it is basically equivalent to a reprieve.Zhao Nuanzhou is a martial idiot, he doesn't understand men and women, and he is afraid that if he marries someone, he will not be able to be a qualified husband. Let the delicate little lady Lihua cry in the rain, which will affect his practice even more.

"What does this have to do with me?" Dongfang Bubai's vermilion lips parted slightly, uttering indifferent words.

"To be honest, I have another love." The man's jade voice was low and magnetic, but what he said was indifferent words, "Since everyone in Zhaojiabao mistakenly thinks that you and I are a couple, then Why not just follow the plan, so that I don't have to meet Yuan Er."

This is true, even Luo Duanzhou regards Dongfang Bubai as his sister-in-law. As for the men who went to Fengya Building that day, as long as Zhao Nuanzhou fools around, they will definitely think that they are with Dongfang Bubai Really caught my eye.

Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai suddenly felt an unspeakable emotion in his heart. He casually played with his hair, and the fine strands of black hair were wrapped around his onion fingers. The contrast was stark, "Then Mr. Zhao can go and find Your love, why do you have to make such a bad move?"

"No." Zhao Nuanzhou responded, "This is the best policy."

"Then what is your so-called worst strategy? Did you marry that young lady?" Dongfang Bubai sneered.

Zhao Nuanzhou squeezed Jin Yinger in his hand, and said: "The worst strategy is, I will give up my position as the lord of Zhaojiabao in the future and go find her." Floating on the thin neck of the invincible East.

Dongfang Bubai pushed the man's head away and said, "Why did you find me?"

Sure enough, such a handsome and promising man is scum, and even talking about "love" is bullshit in front of the future and family business.

"Because I think you will agree." Zhao Nuanzhou answered neatly.

"Although I think your actions are base, I can promise you, but can you meet my...conditions?" Dongfang Bubai suppressed a strange emotion in his heart, and said proudly.

"After the matter is completed, you will be my nominal wife, and a bank note will be added to the monthly payment..." Zhao Nuanzhou stretched out a slap and gestured: "This price."

Dongfang Bubai snorted coldly, slapped the man's hand away, and said, "I don't need any silver taels, as long as you meet my small requirements at any time, how about it?"

Zhao Nuanzhou thought for a moment, nodded and said: "As long as I don't violate my conscience, don't destroy human relations, and don't violate the laws of nature, I will agree."

"Then, it's a deal." Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand to pick up the fat bird, combed the fluffy feathers, and said at the same time: "Young Master Zhao, I won't see off the guests."

Zhao Nuanzhou understood and went straight out the door.

When the figure of the man outside the window gradually disappeared, Dongfang Bubai slammed his palm on the desk, and there was a tingling vibration, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he remained silent.

Zhao Nuanzhou, what you said today can be regarded as strangling to death the remaining thoughts of this seat.

How can I thank you for making me happy for nothing?

Wanjin Villa.

Mr. Pianpian in snow clothes stood leaning on the railing, unfolded the letter in his hand, read it from beginning to end, and laughed playfully, "He is still hiding in Zhaojiabao!"

After finishing speaking, he handed the letter to Ying San beside him, and ordered it to be burned.

Then, he went back to the room and glanced at the man lying on the carpet. The man's vigorous body was bound by tendons, and his sprawled muscles seemed to be in pain. All blurred a little bit.

Murong Chengshuang was a bit of a cleanser, and felt disgusted after seeing this scene, and he didn't care that the man's appearance was due to himself, but he stepped on the man's firm and round buttocks, and said: "Dirty my buttocks!" What about the carpet?"

Ying Yi gasped and said, "This subordinate will lick it clean."

"Things that are shameless and impatient, and they don't know how to be dirty." Hearing this, Murong Chengshuang became even more angry. He casually took a little boy's favorite hairpin, and used the pointed end to pierce the man's unspeakable place. .

The man let out a sharp cry in an instant, the curves of his body were stretched, and his body twitched uncontrollably.

Many of Murong Chengshuang's male favorites around him couldn't bear to look any longer and turned their heads one after another, but Murong Chengshuang ordered: "All turn your heads to look at this person, this is what will happen if you make me angry!"

The dark red blood flowed out from the dense hole, the man yelled hoarsely a few times and then stopped speaking, his hair was wet with sweat.

A few days ago, Yingyi saw that Murong Chengshuang was not happy because of the battle in Fengya Building, so he went to find two young men who looked similar to that official Bao'er, but Murong Chengshuang said, "Why are these vulgar fans?" It can be compared with that disaster", he severely humiliated himself.

"Listen, now I want you to do something. If you succeed, you don't have to warm my bed. If you fail..." Murong Cheng covered his face and smiled, "I'll reward you to Zhu Mingsen, how about it? "

Hearing this, Ying Yi hurriedly crawled to kiss the snow-white satin shoes, and said: "This subordinate should do his best and die!" Those tendons all over his body were stretched out with purple marks, which looked extremely painful .

"Very good." Murong Chengshuang said with a smile: "When I return with the beauty in my arms, you will be of course indispensable!"

This young man in snow clothes has practiced how to play Dongfang Bubai a hundred times in his heart, he wants to hang him up!tie up!Cut the thin white neck, start the beautiful bloodletting, and then I will enter gently, let him die when he feels ecstasy.

"May [-]th, gossip writer Zhu Xiaoqiang gets married, hurry up and get things done." Murong Chengshuang said with a smile.

"Subordinates, keep this in mind!"