Chapter 310: Mrs. Zhao

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Chapter 31o Mrs. Zhao

After the Jingyang Building, there is a sign that hangs the tourist stop on the inner side, and there are a few words written on the other side, the Buddha Gate is pure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Entering the yard, you can see a very burly Liuchao pine, tall and burly, almost accounting for half of the entire originally not big courtyard, because the rain is dripping down, under the shade of the tree, you can see that there are raindrops constantly dripping, but in comparison it is much quieter, but also quieter a lot, just enter the courtyard can hear the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves, accompanied by the rain that gathers into a big drop from the leaves and drips down to the ground to gather on the puddle to splash a splash, which is particularly poetic and picturesque.

The yard is not big, except for a tree that does not attract attention to the six dynasty pine is a small thatched house, in fact, it is more suitable to say that it is a wing room, the wood carving hollow can see very delicate human traces, paper windows and wooden doors, quite primitive structure, everywhere is full of a breath of antiquity.

The crown cover of the six dynasty pines is huge, this scene can be imagined, if it is not a rainy day, it can outline such a picture in the sunny day, the scorching sun is scorching, there is a wing thatched house quietly built under the shade of the trees, simple and clean and clean, the fallen leaves all over the ground seem to be deliberately not cleaned, falling on the ground, layer upon layer, mixed with rain, a refreshing fresh smell comes to the nose.

The old woman led the two of them away, walked straight into the door on the side of the wing, put away the umbrella, opened the door, and closed the door again, and they were instantly isolated from the outside world, as if they had arrived in another world.

Zhao Huchen only noticed at this time that he was not the only one in this room, there was still someone before he came, it was a woman, her back was a little familiar, dressed in a black suit, she was kneeling on the futon at this time, facing a small statue of Guanyin, and she couldn't see the positive expression, but the Buddha was fragrant, and it should be very serious and solemn to think that it should be very serious and solemn.

The creak of the door opening woke up the woman who was worshipping, and she turned around, revealing each other's faces to each other's eyes.

"It's you." Zhao Huchen smiled, it's really fate.

This woman is exactly the same woman I met on Qingliang Mountain yesterday, but I don't know why it should be her husband's majestic and powerful man who is not there.

The woman's face was gloomy, as if she was experiencing an unfortunate thing, and when she heard this, she just nodded, barely cheered up, and smiled at Zhao Huchen, "Hello." ā€

The old woman sat down at the central table in the wing room first, the furnishings were simple, next to it was a bookcase that looked a little old, the traces were mottled, the bookcase was not surprisingly some scriptures, and then the most conspicuous thing was the statue of Guanyin, and the others were not large, they were all very simple and ordinary and simple to even a little shabby things, clean and simple.

"Mrs. Zhao, come and sit down." The old woman first said to the woman who had a relationship with Zhao Huchen, and the woman nodded and sat beside her according to her words.

The old woman made a gesture towards Zhao Huchen, and Zhao Huchen sat on the other side of her with a strange expression on the rouge that he saw when he saw the woman, and happened to be face to face with the woman.

"What's your name, kid?" The old woman really asked Rouge first.

Zhao Huchen was self-aware, knowing that the reason why he was able to come here was completely because of the rouge light, but fortunately he shut up.

"Rouge. Chen Rouge. Rouge replied, sitting in Zhao Huchen's arms.

"Good name." The old woman nodded, said no more, got up and sat on the futon where the woman had knelt before, facing Guanyin, and said calmly, "It's a reluctant invitation to invite the two of you, I see that this child called rouge is really spiritual, so I moved my mind, and I have nothing else to ask for, I hope I can calm down and listen to the old nun and I chant the scriptures, okay?" ā€

Rouge looked up at Zhao Huchen with a little longing in his eyes.

Zhao Huchen smiled and nodded, the woman opposite always looked at him, her eyes were a little complicated that Zhao Huchen had never experienced, and the situation was a little weird.

The old woman didn't look back, but she seemed to know that Zhao Huchen agreed, and the Buddha beads in her hand rotated, and one was a jiazi.

A **dense, the woman is not fast, the lips are closed and rhymed, the voice is loud from the beginning, at first like a mosquito, and then it gradually becomes clear, but suddenly when you come back to your senses, you will see that the woman's volume has not changed from the beginning, and she will still miss the low voice that has been missed if she is not careful, but it will be very clear when you listen attentively.

Sitting in Zhao Huchen's arms, Rouge didn't know when he started chanting words, but his voice was far less clear than that of the old woman, Zhao Huchen leaned over, but was surprised to see that Rouge's ** was exactly the same as the old woman, and this** was unheard of by Zhao Huchen.

Rouge's eyes were half-closed, and there was a bit of solemn charm on his still childish face.

The Buddha's aura is magnificent, and the aura is magnificent.

Zhao Huchen sighed, in the future, whose son will have such a great blessing to take the rouge when he grows up into his arms, that is, he will be depressed for a lifetime, but it is also a great honor that others can't exchange for ten lifetimes of blessings.

Like a volume **, slowly spread out, the wing room is not big, not high, not splendid, but full of Buddha's energy, no matter how impetuous people can calm down, and then the philistine people are also refreshing.

Crescent Lake.

The bald middle-aged man, who should have been burly and domineering, looked extraordinarily demonic and feminine because of this man's appearance and temperament, like a eunuch.

bald, still like a eunuch, this Yanjing City doesn't say no, but there is only one such person, Cai Yonglin, of course, more people know his nickname than his real name, a eunuch, a hyena, all of them are extremely vicious.

Cai Yonglin sat on the edge of the bed, his upper body was neatly dressed, but the pants on his lower body had faded to his heels, and a person in women's clothes knelt between his bare thighs, struggling under his crotch.

Cai Yonglin's hand pressed on the man's head and rose and fell with the rhythm, and after a long time, Cai Yonglin, whose breathing was gradually muddy, used two hands to hold the man's head and rise and fall quickly, and the buttocks that were originally sitting on the edge of the bed also shook slightly with the rhythm.

The person kneeling in his crotch seemed to have figured out Cai Yonglin's habits, opened his throat to make the thing that rushed in and out of his mouth more freely, and a whining sound came out of his nose.

At this time, a young man came over, symbolically knocked on the door a few times, and then opened the door, his facial features were handsome, but there was an extremely long and hideous scar on his face, which completely destroyed the face that should have been extremely beautiful, and the man stood at the door expressionless and was not surprised at all when he saw the scene inside, but he knew that Cai Yonglin was on the rise, so he didn't speak, just stood at the door, looked at the window, and didn't seem to know the strange breathing sound in his ears.

Cai Yonglin also noticed his existence, added the movements of his hand, and soon with a muffled snort, Cai Yonglin pressed the head between his crotch into the important place under his crotch, as if he wanted to press the person who was serving him to death, and his body was half bowed, and his buttocks were slightly lifted off the bed.

This position lasted for about ten seconds, and Cai Yonglin's hands let go and sat down on the bed, breathing heavily.

The man in his crotch swallowed everything, and then did not wipe the traces on his mouth, but skillfully wiped Cai Yonglin with a tissue.

"What's the matter?" Cai Yonglin lay on the bed, let the man wipe him underneath, and looked at the man at the door.

"The news from below, Zhao Huchen has not appeared in Mingzhu recently, but there are several suspicious places in Yanjing, it is possible that he has arrived in Yanjing." The man at the door, that is, A Taiyi, said calmly, not everyone can disturb Cai Yonglin at this time without being *killed, this situation is no longer strange to Jia Taiyi, as Cai Yonglin's most important henchman, he knows that this man lying on the bed and exposing the following has too many dirty things, compared to the scene that is now and just ended.

"He's coming to Yanjing?" Cai Yonglin narrowed his eyes, "I also received news that he went to Fujian before, I thought he couldn't help but make a move on Zhu Taibao, the chess is a bad move, this is really not sure what kind of calculation this son is making, one will be Fujian and one Yanjing, does he plan to fight on two fronts?" Or is it just a smoke bomb at all? Cai Yonglin muttered to himself, a pair of very feminine Danfeng eyes habitually narrowed, even more feminine and treacherous.

A Taiyi didn't speak, most of the time he was just a provider of objective facts and not an assistant in decision-making, like this kind of need to think about problems and decide things, he was silent, his role was always like being a knife, a knife in the hands of Cai Yonglin, a eunuch, and the knife didn't have his own ideas and didn't care if it was good or bad.

No one paid attention, and the person who was cleaning up Cai Yonglin very carefully heard the conversation between the two people, and the eyes that lowered their heads were soft and awe-inspiring, and they were surprisingly similar to Cai Yonglin.

"Is there anything else?" Cai Yonglin asked.

"Zhao Huchen's subordinate named Zhang Rongkun is doing something that shouldn't be done, and we have already shown it." A Taiyi said calmly.

"Brought someone with you? Several? Cai Yonglin's expression was solemn, he didn't want to cause trouble, let alone anger Yang Ting.

"There is only one now, and Zhao Huchen's henchman Mohe has not appeared." A Taiyi continued, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Don't move, keep an eye on what he plans to do, just be safe, if there is any big move, report it immediately, and contact a few standing committee members in the city at night, I want to have a meal with them." Cai Yonglin got up and put on his pants and said,

"Yes." A Taiyi nodded lightly and turned to leave.

"What an eventful time." Cai Yonglin put on his pants and sat on the edge of the bed again, stroking his forbidden face.

"Is there anything you can't settle yet, Cai Ye." His forbidden eyes were charming, and his fingers slid gently over the crotch that had just exploded.

"Leprechauns." Cai Yonglin laughed.