Zhang Zhao and the others were taken to the third floor, and their two rooms happened to be adjacent.

The original plan was that these three girls would squeeze into a house, and Zhang Zhao would be alone in one room.

But what no one expected was that as soon as the door was opened, Murong Xue walked in first, and then Ye Hong followed closely behind, and before Du Molan could enter the door, the door was slammed shut.

Seeing this, Du Molan took a deep breath, as if she was holding back her anger so as not to let herself explode.

"Smack, smack, smack"

"Hey, you two open the door, Mo Lan is still outside and hasn't gone in. ”

Zhang Zhao hurriedly knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside, as if no one had ever entered.

Du Molan pursed his lips and turned to walk to another room.

When she entered the door, she turned to look at Zhang Zhao, and said with a shy face: "Zhang Gongzi, if you don't dislike it, you can sleep with Mo Lan." ”

At that moment, Zhang Zhao felt a "buzz" in his brain and lost his memory for a short time.

This is also a big girl, lonely men and widows live in the same room, and no one will believe it if something doesn't happen.

It's just that looking at Du Molan's shy face, it seems that she has already been prepared. And Zhang Zhao is also hesitating, whether to enter the house with her?

And just then, a voice came from inside the other door, shouting, "The one outside, do you want to come in? ”

The person who listened to the voice was Ye Hong, since she was speaking, it would definitely not be calling Du Molan, but calling herself.

"I'll sleep next door, you can rest early. ”

Seeing that Zhang Zhao was going to sleep next door, Du Molan's expression showed a hint of loss, but she soon showed a sweet smile and said, "Okay, Zhang Gongzi, good night!"

After opening the door, Zhang Zhao walked in.

Seeing the scene in the house, Zhang Zhao almost had a nosebleed without excitement.

I saw that the facilities in this room are very simple, a table, a few chairs and a double bed.

At this time, Ye Hong and Murong Xue both got into the quilt, but what was thrown on the white futon was the clothes of the two of them.

After a glance, Zhang Zhao's eyes widened, this clothing has a coat and a shirt, and even the innermost one has been taken off, that is to say, the two people on this bed are completely naked in the quilt.

Seeing Zhang Zhao's expression, Murong Xue smiled faintly and asked in an extremely charming voice, "Do you want to come up?"

Zhang Zhao swallowed his saliva silently, nodded desperately, and said, "I think, I think too much, those two ladies, I'm here." ”

With that, Zhang Zhao threw himself on the bed while taking off his clothes.

But before he could take two steps, Ye Hong stretched out a white and thin leg from the quilt and pressed a foot against his chest.

"Honey, what are you doing here?"

"See?"

Ye Hong glanced at him and motioned for Zhang Zhao to look at his feet.

Looking down, Zhang Zhao found that there was a wooden washboard on the ground at some point.

"I see that you are very affectionate with that little Molan, so why don't you go and sleep with others, why do you come here?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhao was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Hong to be waiting for him here. It's all here, and it seems that it must have been premeditated to say this.

"That is, I have long seen that you are uneasy and kind, and I should have known that I should not have taken you to meet Mo Lan. ”

"But now that I know each other, what should I do?"

Ye Hong glanced at the washboard on the ground and said, "You kneel on it for an hour, maybe I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you come up." ”

With a "plop", Zhang Zhao knelt down without saying a word.

Before such a scene, a man would not be able to hold back, let alone a double one.

Moreover, this big man kneels to his parents, and kneels to his master, benefactor and wife in the middle, so it is not ashamed for a big man to kneel to his wife.

"It's so cold, sister, let's cover it tightly, don't freeze. ”

"Hmm!"

Murong Xue tugged on the futon and leaned on Ye Hong at the same time to keep warm.

This icy weather is indeed very cold, although in the house, although Zhang Zhao has entered the realm of the God Emperor, he can still feel the impact of the severe cold, and now that most of his clothes have been taken off, the whole person knelt on the ground and began to tremble.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the hour was over quickly.

But looking at Ye Hong's appearance, it seems that he doesn't want to let Zhang Zhao go. She and Murong Xue were lying in the warm quilt, chatting about some interesting things that only girls can talk about.

"Two ladies, the time is up, can I come up? It's really cold down there. ”

Ye Hong glanced at Zhang Zhao, who was trembling, and said, "I just said that if you are in a good mood, I will let you come up, but now that I am in a bad mood, continue to kneel." ”

"Huh, how do you feel good?"

Ye Hong turned around, got into the quilt, and said, "Sleep first, let's see tomorrow, if you can kneel all night, I will let you come up tomorrow." ”

"I ......."

Zhang Zhao wanted to speak and stopped, he really wanted to rush over and get into the quilt now. But then I thought about it, these two ladies are not easy to mess with, they are all cultivators of the God King Realm, if they don't want to, they will have to work hard, and it will be difficult for them to succumb, so they continue to kneel on the washboard.

At this moment, there was a slight knock on the door. Hearing this, Zhang Zhao's face was overjoyed, the whole ice was chilled, I am afraid that the only one who could knock on the door was Du Molan, if she invited herself to sleep now, then she must go without hesitation.

"It's coming!"

Zhang Zhao immediately got up, and after opening the door, it was not Du Molan standing outside the door, but a middle-aged man wearing a robe, a hat, and a long sword on his back.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Zhao asked suspiciously.

The man removed his pocket, revealing his true face. Zhang Zhao saw the vicissitudes of his face, as if he had been tempered by wind and frost, and with his dress, he should be a chivalrous man.

"May I ask if you are King Zhang Zhaojun?"

Zhang Zhao nodded stunned and said, "Exactly." ”

The middle-aged man glanced left and right and said, "Is it convenient to go in and talk?"

Zhang Zhao turned his head to look at Ye Hong and Murong Xue, who were wrapped very tightly in the quilt, and said, "It's not convenient to have wives and concubines inside. ”

"Why don't we go down there and drink soju and talk about business?"

"Business?"

Zhang Zhao was slightly puzzled, but finally agreed.

He got dressed and walked downstairs with the knight.

After coming to the first floor, Zhang Zhao found that there were seven people dressed in the same clothes as this knight. Among them, there are three women, all dressed as chivalrous warriors, and their faces have the vicissitudes left by the wind and frost.