Skilled in managing a house

Paris's clothes have changed again tonight from last night. She wore a pair of black boots on her feet and a very colorful short skirt around her waist. In fact, it was not short at all, almost reaching her knees. The hem of the skirt was almost transparent, making it look sexy and fashionable. Her upper body was in a white lace shirt with a black plush jacket on top. Her hair was spread over her shoulders. She looked back and smiled, bright and moving.

She continued walking upstairs, her walking posture seemed to give people a enchanting feeling without any pretense.

It can be said that if you see this woman's back and figure on the street, more than 90% of the men will chase her from behind to see what she looks like.

Zhang Yu walked behind her and after hearing what she said, he couldn't help but said, "You are really open-minded."

"What's there to look down on? Besides, I'm very confident in your strength." Paris didn't look back this time and said as she walked.

"To be honest, I don't even have confidence in myself..." Zhang Yu curled his lips and said.

"You don't have to be humble, you can destroy my teacher's Seven Luck Beads. From this point of view, even if your strength is not as good as my teacher, you still have the cultivation of a great astrologer. This kind of strength, in Europe, There should be only a handful of them." Paris praised.

As they talked, the two went upstairs and soon arrived at Zhang Yu's room.

Paris didn't show up. She carried her bag and came to the window. There was a small round table and two chairs.

She actually took out a bottle of XO and two slender goblets from her bag.

The woman didn't say anything. She opened the wine and poured the reddish-brown wine into the glasses. Both glasses were half full. She winked at Zhang Yu and then sat on the chair.

"This is a good place to drink." Paris said as if she was minding her own business.

"You're in such a good mood..." Zhang Yu spread his hands and smiled, then walked to the chair next to Paris and sat down.

"Of course, there will be a good show again." Paris said with a smile.

"What a show..." Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment and said, "That island woman is not weak in strength, but compared to Inzaghi, I am probably a little more sure."

"I'm not talking about her..." Paris shook her head and smiled: "As you said, how can she compare to you in strength..."

From Paris's tone, it seemed that she didn't take Zhang Yu's opponent tomorrow, Che Shinyumi, seriously.

After all, Zhang Yu defeated Inzaghi who had the Seven Luck Beads.

"Then what is the good show you are talking about..." Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"You defeated Dhruv last time and destroyed a magical weapon belonging to my teacher. This time you defeated Inzaghi and destroyed another magical weapon belonging to my teacher. Do you think...am I going to have a good outcome?" I watched the show..." Paris said, reaching out to hold up the wine glass on the round table, and gestured slightly to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu also picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "You are telling me to be careful about your teacher."

After saying this, the two of them gently clinked their wine glasses.

Putting the wine glass to his lips, the two of them took a sip. Zhang Yu was not a petty drinker, and drank half the glass in one sip. Paris originally just took a small sip, but when she saw Zhang Yu drank half of the glass, she just bit the bullet and drank half the glass.

Foreign wine has a lot of stamina. When you drink it before, you don’t feel anything, but after a while, you will get sick of it. Therefore, Paris usually only drinks half a glass of wine at a time, and half a glass of wine can last for several days.

This bottle of XO is not a full bottle, but is from Paris's private collection. I drank half of it by myself and never invited anyone else to drink. This time when I got it from Zhang Yu, it was a treat that none of the seniors like Dhruv had ever enjoyed.

Halfway through the drink, Paris put the glass down and said, "What kind of notice is this? I think you can figure it out yourself."

"Thank you for reminding me, because I really didn't expect it to be this far. By the way, you said that your teacher would seek revenge from me, but I wonder what kind of means he would use?" Zhang Yu asked deliberately.

"It's hard to say what the means are. It depends on whether the teacher wants your life or just punishes you and then stops." Paris said, putting her right hand under her neck and gently lifting her chin. Through the glass window, look at the stars outside.

"Then I destroyed two of your teacher's magic weapons. It's probably unlikely that I'll stop after punishing you." Zhang Yu smiled again.

"You are so smart..." Paris glanced at Zhang Yu and said with a smile on her face: "As a teacher, I will definitely not fight you openly. At most, I will do something secretly. If you can If you take it calmly, then with the teacher's caution, you will definitely think about it again. The older the person is, the more scruples he has..."

When she saw Zhang Yu destroying the Seven Luck Pearls, she was worried about Zhang Yu. But now when he saw Zhang Yu, he didn't show the slightest worry. Talking and laughing, nothing happened.

But Zhang Yu understood that this was Paris's kind reminder. As Paris said, if Zhang Yu can give Pisano a little color, then Pisano will not dare to fight Zhang Yu easily again.

Many accomplished masters, when meeting other masters, would not dare to antagonize them easily once they realize that they are not sure of winning. This point is most fully demonstrated by Old Man Tianji, who ranks first in the weapon spectrum of Xiao Li Feidao. Even though he ranks first, he never dares to take action against Shangguan Jinhong, who ranks second. As I get older, I become timid and don't want my reputation to be ruined. It was precisely because of this that he finally died at the hands of Shangguan Jinhong.

"You know your teacher really well..." Zhang Yu said, holding up the wine glass, nodding and smiling at Paris.

Paris also held up the wine glass, and the two clinked their glasses together. Zhang Yu took a big sip as before, and the wine in the glass was gone. Paris had no choice but to follow suit.

She grabbed the wine bottle again, poured half a glass for Zhang Yu, and had another half glass for herself.

After pouring the wine, Paris suddenly saw blood under the collar of Zhang Yu's Taoist robe. During the day, Zhang Yu spurted blood in public, but he didn't know whether it was serious or not.

"Are you okay during the day? You spurted a lot of blood..." She was concerned in her heart, but her words were very casual. It seemed like it was just a casual question.

"It's nothing." Zhang Yu also said casually.

That being said, Zhang Yu suffered backlash at that time and his Dantian was shaken, which had a considerable impact on him. Because the higher your cultivation level, the more severe the backlash will be. Since then, Zhang Yu has been very calm, causing his disciples to mistakenly think that he was doing something wrong. It's not an injury.

"As long as it's okay... I'm still wondering why I vomited blood so easily. It seems that this is also one of your Eastern mystical arts..." Paris raised her wine glass.

Sure enough, she thought so too.

Zhang Yu raised his wine glass, nodded and said, "That's right."

At that time, I tried the luck-absorbing method, but unfortunately it failed. It was indeed the use of occult magic.

The two drank another half of the glass and continued chatting. Paris' ulcers seemed to only appear around midnight. It was not yet time and there was no sign of an outbreak.

Let’s talk about it, when XO is drunk, it tastes good and doesn’t seem to have much energy. Zhang Yu doesn’t consider it wine. In a short time, I drank up more than half a bottle of XO.

It took Paris three years to drink so much of this bottle of wine. It was a good night, and it was a complete meal.

Paris didn't feel bad at all. Seeing that the wine was gone, she stretched and stood up, "I'd like to borrow the bathroom."

"Whatever." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

He ignored Paris, and then looked at the starry sky outside. The starlight is beautiful tonight, and with the Dhruv's formation in the room, it makes people feel particularly comfortable.

There was no need for Zhang Yu to break such a good formation, he could just leave it at home.

He raised his hand to push open the window. After drinking XO, his body felt a little warm. This is normal.

Paris stood up and walked to the bathroom. She didn't drink very much. She stood up and took two steps, just in time for Zhang Yu to open the window. The breeze from outside blew into the room. It was winter and the wind was a bit cool. When it blew on Paris, she couldn't help but feel dizzy.

She entered the bathroom, solved the problem first, and then came to the sink and poured water to wash her hands.

As soon as the water was released, she suddenly saw a black lace thing placed on the marble countertop next to the sink.

If you look closely, it looks like a pair of shorts. Paris was stunned for a moment, wondering why Zhang Yu had this here.

She reacted quickly, and her cheeks, which were slightly rosy after drinking wine, instantly turned red. She was absolutely sure that these were the panties she had left yesterday.

In an instant, Paris's heart was racing. She left this here last night without taking it away. She originally thought that Zhang Yu would burn it and she would definitely not keep it. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu actually put this in the bathroom.

What does it mean for a man to leave this part of a woman behind? Any woman with a little bit of emotional intelligence will understand the truth.

"This guy looks sanctimonious on the surface, but it turns out he has had this idea in his heart for a long time..." Paris muttered in her heart, raised her head, and looked at the mirror opposite.

Her own reflection was in the mirror. Looking at herself in it, Paris's chin was slightly tilted up and her chest was straightened out. She said to herself: "With my appearance and my figure, what man wouldn't be able to see it?" Tempting..."

Her face was full of pride. After a long time, she washed her hands, but her eyes were still staring at the panties on the side.

After washing her hands, she couldn't help but pick up her panties. There were still traces of ulcers on them from last night, but they were already dry.

"A grown man, even if he wants to save it, he has to wash it anyway..." Paris frowned slightly and actually started washing it herself.

As a European woman, Paris is different from those domestic Xiaojiabiyu. Simply wash it and hang it in the bathroom.

She came out and walked leisurely to the bed. Zhang Yu was still sitting on the chair, but she did not go back to sit. On the surface, everything seemed normal to her, except that her face was very red and her head was still a little confused.

Paris sat down on the bed and lay back, in the same position as Zhang Yinling, the little girl next to her at night. It's just that the two people are really different. Paris's posture looks so freehand. Moreover, this seems to have nothing to do with the clothes on his body.

"Why are you still lying down?" Zhang Yu turned around and asked.

As soon as he turned around, he could see Paris's blushing face, which was clearly drunk. Paris's eyes were half closed and half open, as if she was about to fall asleep. Zhang Yu couldn't help frowning and said, "You didn't drink much at all."

Paris opened her eyes slightly and rolled her eyes at Zhang Yu, "It's very ungentlemanly to speak like this."

"I am a Taoist priest, not a gentleman." Zhang Yu curled his lips.

This bit of wine is nothing to him.

"Taoist Master...can you help me..." Paris raised her chin and said lazily.

"What are you busy with..." Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"I was lying down with my shoes on and it was very uncomfortable..." Paris said weakly.

"Then you can take it off yourself." Zhang Yu said with a frown.

"I'm drunk..." Paris' voice was gentle and slightly coquettish.

"I'm drunk with just this amount of wine..." Zhang Yu stood up. Not to mention, it was indeed a bit energetic. Zhang Yu didn't feel anything when he was sitting before. Now, coupled with the small wind blowing before, his brain was also full of energy. A little confused. After all, Zhang Yu is not Zhu Jiuzhen, and even if his drinking capacity is stronger than the average person, he is not particularly strong.

"It really has some stamina..." Zhang Yu said.

Now that I am standing and looking at Paris, I can see it more clearly. Not only was Paris' face flushed, but her breasts were also rising and falling, making her particularly attractive.

Zhang Yu is a normal man after all, and he hasn't done that kind of thing for a while. Suddenly, his unlucky friend suddenly became conscious.

Fortunately, Bagua Xianyi is generous enough and will not be discovered.

Zhang Yu's concentration was sufficient. He swayed and walked around to the other side of the bed. Paris's hanging legs stretched out when he came.

"Let me tell you, tonight is just because you drank a little too much..." Zhang Yu said carelessly.

"Okay, okay...thank you..." Paris said a little impatiently.

Zhang Yu reached out and grabbed the boots, pulled down the zipper, and then pulled down, and Paris's boots fell off her feet. Zhang Yu first took off her right boot, and then tore off her left boot.

He just took a glance at it and saw that Paris's feet were not small. She was definitely not a woman with small feet. She could at least look like 38 or 39. Her feet are whiter than her body, and there are three moles on the sole of her left foot.

"Huh?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw the three moles.

When I saw Zhang Yingling's feet that night, there were three moles on them. Now Paris also has three moles on her feet. What a coincidence.

He unconsciously looked carefully at the three moles on the soles of Paris's feet. Paris was lying on the bed looking at him happily.

Seeing Zhang Yu staring at her feet, Paris's cheeks felt even hotter.

She quickly lowered her legs and said deliberately dissatisfied: "What are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything." Zhang Yu had the nerve to say that he was staring at the mole on someone's foot.

"Your interests and hobbies are really different..." Paris curled her lips.

The reason is also very simple. Her panties are in the bathroom, and now Zhang Yu is staring at her feet. Any woman will inevitably feel that this man's hobbies are a bit strange.

"What hobbies..." Zhang Yu said with a frown.

He is not stupid either, he has already realized what Paris meant. Of course, Zhang Yu had forgotten about the underwear a long time ago. After he answered Miss Allen's call last night, he went downstairs. It's not that important where the panties are. Plus, I didn't go to the bathroom after that, so I couldn't remember this.