At this moment, I'm afraid there is nothing more enjoyable than using his eyes to conquer two beauties who have brought disaster to the country and the people, but Zhang Zhenyi is a little unsure of how to end, in fact, Margaret's feelings for him, as long as he is not stupid, can guess, and Irina has already become his woman seven years ago, and even the passage of time does not feel strange at all.

In Zhang Zhenyi's opinion, if you want to coax the princess of the Bonapart family to bed, it is almost an impossible thing, it is not just a question of whether it is as simple as whether it is possible, but that old Mr. Bonapart is afraid that Zhang Zhenyi will become the son-in-law of the Bonapart family as soon as possible.

Even if it is a declining aristocracy, Zhang Zhenyi knows that the strength of an ancient family like the Bonapartian family is still impossible to underestimate, and even if the world-wide economic system collapses, these people will probably hold huge wealth in their hands and not be known to outsiders.

Zhang Zhenyi didn't want to cause such trouble, but things didn't go in the direction he wanted.

Margaret already knew that this man was not an ascetic, but it was not easy to get his heart, at least in China, it can be seen from the information collected by the family, there are several women who have an extremely ambiguous relationship with him, but this guy has endured it for so many years and has not eaten a single one, this is simply a superb man.

She felt that Irina was a complete accident, and that this woman had given up one of the most precious treasures in the world, but this also confirmed that Zhang Zhenyi was indeed not a cat that did not steal, but this cat was extremely demanding.

The three of them gradually became a little silent, Irina and Margaret were thinking about their own affairs in their hearts, their faces were a little weird, and they looked at the man standing next to them from time to time, but they didn't speak, and there was only Jenny's surprise from time to time in the huge garden at the moment, occasionally mixed with Zhang Zhenyi's response.

Zhang Zhenyi glanced at Irina beside him with some confusion, because he felt that the hand of the woman next to him seemed to be getting softer and softer, and Irina seemed to be aware of the gaze from beside him. Raising his head slightly, the eyes of the two suddenly intertwined in the air, and Zhang Zhenyi couldn't help but stop and be stunned.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised, because in Irina's eyes, he clearly saw a trace of rich spring love, as if it could melt his whole person.

"Irina! What happened to you? ”

As soon as Zhang Zhen asked this sentence, he immediately regretted it and wanted to slap himself, and sure enough, after hearing this sentence, the expression on Irina's face changed suddenly, with a slight hint of anger. This special guy is so puzzled.

The night darkens the entire city of Paris. Even though it's a city that never sleeps. But it could not let the night escape from this moonless night, and the Rose Avenue fell into silence.

"Dady, can I sleep alone?" Y looked at Zhang Zhenyi lying beside him, and asked with some uncertainty, the little guy grew up in Europe since he was a child. I don't understand Zhang Zhenyi's practice of lying on his bed.

"No, no!"

"Why?Dady, you should sleep with Irina."

“why?”

"Because you're a DAD, Irina is MUM!"

Zhang Zhenyi was speechless for a moment, but then he got up and kissed the little guy lightly on the forehead, and then left the room.

After going out, he seemed to remember that this was the Rose Castle, not his own home, and Margaret that guy seemed to have arranged himself in the same room as Irina, no matter what the intention, Zhang Zhenyi had to face this reality, and it was obvious that Zhang Zhenyi had not been able to accept this result so quickly.

I have to say. There are indeed many guest rooms in the Rose Castle, Zhang Zhenyi did not knock on Irina's room but walked downstairs, the party did not end until late, and even now the wine glasses on the table can still be seen in the living room.

Although he was very sleepy, he still had no intention of going to sleep. Instead, I admire the oil paintings hanging on the wall, and I have to say that a family like Bonama is worthy of an ancient family with hundreds of years or even more, and these oil paintings that are hung on the wall at will, if not a treasure, may not be able to be bought for tens of thousands of dollars.

Picking up a bottle of red wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, Zhang Zhenyi poured it straight into his mouth almost without using a glass.

The bell that hung above the fireplace rang twelve o'clock unconsciously, Zhang Zhenyi sat quietly at the corner of the stairs, there were obviously several wine bottles scattered on the wooden stairs beside him, and they were already empty.

Zhang Zhen felt a burst of strong sleepiness can't help but hit his brain, he looked at the stairs in front of him in a daze, struggled to stand up and went upstairs, until he walked to a door that looked a little exquisite, if Zhang Zhen woke up, it was obvious that he seemed to be going in the wrong direction, and the guest room that was supposed to be the second floor had a small "3" written on it.

Pushing the people in front of him didn't seem to be closed, Zhang Zhenyi was stunned, although he was very drunk, but Zhang Zhenyi still remembered that he was suitable for Irina should be in the same room, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Is she waiting for me?"

Without much thought, he pushed open the door and swayed in.

To his surprise, there seemed to be only one bed in this bedroom, and the bed was a rosy color, the thin quilt was slightly raised, and a graceful curve was undoubtedly revealed, and Zhang Zhen felt that his throat was slightly dry.

"Could it be that Margaret deliberately arranged only one bed?"

This sentence just flashed in Zhang Zhenyi's mind, and he lifted the quilt naked and fell asleep, sleepiness already made him not want to think about it anymore, so after a long time, Zhang Zhen only felt that there seemed to be a soft body slowly leaning towards him.

"Irina?"

"Irina?"

screamed twice in a daze, but there was no movement, but the softness wrapped around the body became tighter and tighter, Zhang Zhen stretched out his hand and hugged the person in his arms, and the hand was soft, Zhang Zhenyi knew that he was a hot body in his arms, and the soft feeling that came into his brain from the palm and body made his breathing begin to become cramped.

The wonderful man in the arms of the killer seemed to be drunk, and he made a slight snort, and the smell of wine mixed with the unique fragrance of the woman's body was inhaled into his nose, Zhang Zhenyi clearly knew that his breathing was gradually getting worse although he closed his eyes, and a pair of hands began to swim on the figure in his arms, but in a moment there was a rapid exhalation and breathing sound in his ears.

"Hmm!"

"Hmm-"

Zhang Zhenyi was completely lost, but after a while, there was a heavy wheezing sound in the entire guest room, the hazy night, the turning quilt, and two figures that had lost consciousness and only knew the most primitive **.

At this moment, in another room, a graceful figure kept tossing and turning on the bed, and then the faint night could be seen that this woman with a delicate face that even Venus would probably be jealous of was Irina.

Zhang Zhenyi actually went to the wrong room.

++++ Dear, May Day is going to take leave, to be honest, it is really not well written, I know that there are a lot of big people who want to scold, I also want to scold, there is always a bottleneck during this time, and I plan to end it in May, but it will not end casually, so please take a few days off to rest, and then I will conceive the last bit well, the code is good, and I must be worthy of everyone's support!