Yijun stood up, stretched her waist slightly lazily to outline a moving curve, her eyelashes curled to reveal a few smiles, took out a set of white caftan from the burden on the table, and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous to accompany my sister home today, my mother has a bad impression of you, I don't think she will give you a good look, you must please her well, if you mess things up, I will hate you for the rest of my life." ”

Zhao Xian was slightly stunned, then nodded, he had already met the saint, and it was not bad to go to Anjia to see the situation, he saw Yijun say that her mother had a bad impression of him, and couldn't help but wonder: "Why?" I haven't met your mother yet. ”

Yijun didn't know why Mrs. An hated Zhao Xian, she could only hide her lips and laugh a few times, and said angrily: "When my mother accompanied me to Changzhou last time, she secretly observed you a few times, and I think that you are definitely not a good person to flirt with women, so I don't like you very much." ”

"Isn't it?" Didn't she be seen by her mother when she was molesting Yijun? This is a big trouble, Zhao Xian was worried for a while, and suddenly saw a little cunning in Yijun's eyes.

Teasing me, huh? Zhao Xian reacted, his face was crossed, he walked behind Yijun who was holding a long shirt to check, and suddenly raised a slap and slapped her delicate little buttocks, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop".

Yijun "ah" a soft scream, this time the strength is very big, only to feel that the lower body is numb, the feeling of pain makes her nerves a little anesthetized, the body trembles like an electric current, the indescribable feeling in my heart, it seems to be painful, and it seems to be somewhat useful, unconsciously, the mouth actually screamed out "woo".

Zhao Xian saw the pain on her face, but her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, her red lips were open and open, and she actually had a strange and charming color, staring at herself with slight resentment, and she didn't mean to be angry at all.

Zhao Xian's heart couldn't help but tremble, and said secretly: You won't like this tune, right?

Zhao Xian's heart swayed slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, from the first day he met Yijun, he felt that Yijun's fragrant buttocks must feel good, and now that he has the opportunity to start, of course he can't let it go, he can't help but slap it again, and the soft feeling from the slippery place makes him can't help but touch it gently.

"You..."Yijun trembled all over, and grabbed Zhao Xian's hand in shame and wanted to push it away from her buttocks, her face flushed with a strange peach.

Under the pain, the snort became more and more enthusiastic, and he couldn't help but snort softly, this time softly and softly, "You... You're a bad guy... Kill me. Yijun was embarrassed and complained with a trilling voice, her ass was still hot, and she was angry and waved her hands wildly and grabbed Zhao Xian's body, as if she wanted to knock him down but was soft and weak.

How could I refuse this request! Zhao Xian was pleasantly surprised, and when he saw her wanting to refuse and welcome, he picked her up and walked to the bed without saying a word, wanting to 'snap' and beat her a few times in another way.

Yijun's body was light, and he woke up in an instant, I, what's wrong with me? Yi Jun's face turned red and lightly 'spat' herself, busy swaying her calves in the air, and said in a coquettish voice: "No, no, don't take it seriously when I say it's fun, accompany me home first, these things... Later, let's talk about it in the evening. ”

Zhao Xian was dissatisfied for a while, making this kind of joke hurts his body, he hugged Yijun and snorted softly: "I teased the master, I want to stop talking about playing?" If you don't give me the sweetness, I will never let you go, and I will stretch my face over. After speaking, Zhao Xian licked his lips with a squint.

Yijun reacted in an instant, his face was slightly red and a little shy, and he slapped Zhao Xian lightly, but he didn't refuse, obediently closed his eyes and raised his little face.

Zhao Xian laughed secretly and said seriously: "Miss Yijun, don't be so casual, okay, I just want to see the freckles on your face, what do you want to do with your pout?" ”

This bastard! Yijun opened his eyes and his pretty face was slightly cold, and he was completely worn out of patience by Zhao Xian, hugged his neck and ignored the struggle...

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When we arrived at Xicheng Anfu, it was already evening.

Zhao Xian learned from Yijun that this was just the second-room house of the An family, not with the main house of the An family, only her mother and sister lived in it, and now Su Wanyun also lived there temporarily.

Zhao Xian was wearing a white robe, his hair was neatly combed by Yijun and tied up with a headband, if he wasn't stronger, he would really have a bit of a romantic and talented taste.

In front of the 'Anfu' that he came with Yijun, two thick vermilion lacquer doors were tightly closed, and a huge gilded signboard "Anfu" was hung on the door, and there were several red lanterns hanging next to it, which looked very beautiful.

When Zhao Xian came to the door for the first time, he couldn't help but be nervous, and kept sorting out his clothes to make himself more confident.

After Yijun knocked on the door of Anfu, he wanted to lead Zhao Xian directly in, but he was afraid that it would be inconvenient inside, after all, most of the people in the mansion were women, so he turned back to Zhao Xian and said, "I'll go and inform them to come to meet you, don't run around!" ”

"Go ahead!" Zhao Xian smiled lightly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The one who came to open the door was an old man, who glanced at him and immediately disappeared into the mansion, although it was just a glimpse, Zhao Xian felt that the person was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and he couldn't help frowning suspiciously, and a little ominous premonition faintly appeared in his heart.

After Yijun went in, there was no news, Zhao Xian was quite patient at first, but after waiting for a long time and no one came out, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, and said secretly: "Yijun won't drop the chain again, and forget me by chatting with the people in the house, right?"

Zhao Xian thought about it so far, and felt that it was very possible, with Yijun's big grinning temperament, it was too normal to forget his boyfriend.

Zhao Xian's heart was slightly anxious, and he was about to knock on the door and walk in, but he saw a burst of conversation from inside, and came from far and near in front of the door.

"Ahem!" Zhao Xian stroked his hair quite casually, put on a polite smile, and faced the door.

"Squeak!" The door of vermilion lacquer was opened, and there were two women from the inside, the one in front was about two years old, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, goose egg face and apricot eyes and Qiong nose were very beautiful, and behind was a maid.

Hearing that Zhao Xian, a talented man who was famous in the south of the Yangtze River, was going to come to his house as a guest, An Birou almost died of excitement, and ran outside the mansion with small steps, her usually calm cheeks were dyed with a thick crimson color at this time, and she opened the door with a little heartbeat, but saw a person in the way, and her face couldn't help but stiffen.

"Zhao Dazhui? What are you doing here? An Birou was displeased for a while, raising her eyes to look for it on the empty street outside, and at the same time absentmindedly greeted Zhao Xian beside her.

The maid in the back also covered her chest tightly, and looked at the bottom of the steps with an excited face, looking for the figure of Zhao Xian's great talent left and right.

Seeing that it was Miss An, Zhao Xian hurriedly made a gesture and said politely: "Xiaosheng has seen Miss Birou." ”

"Get out of the way." An Birou was not in the mood to pay attention to this greedy and powerful guy, so she walked behind the maid around Zhao Xian at the moment, and asked softly, "Green Lotus, did you see Zhao Xiangong?" Yijun's girl doesn't know if she is bluffing me, how can Zhao Xian Gongzi come to our Anfu. ”

Having said this, An Birou's eyes flashed with a few words of expectation, and she kept brushing the hair in her ears to make herself look more stable, and she was still holding a handkerchief in her hand, on which a few lines of small words "self-falling ......" were faintly visible.

Zhao Xiangongzi? Oops! Zhao Xian laughed a few times in his heart, I didn't expect this An Birou to be so interesting, she turned out to be my fan, it was so fulfilling, it deserved to have half of my ass... No, no, it's my sister-in-law.

Zhao Xian hurriedly coughed lightly, raised his right hand lightly on his chest, walked slowly to the front of An Birou, and muttered: "Since the dust has fallen into the cold frost, I only taste the west wind." Mo praises this gentleman with many bones, and he has never been the first fragrance of Aoxue! Good poetry, really good poetry. After all, Zhao Xian racked his brains to make a poem, and he couldn't help but praise a few words when he read it.

An Birou was slightly stunned, turned her head to look at Zhao Dazhui, the fluttering appearance of the white clothes made her slightly in a trance for a while, and then reacted again, and snorted softly: "Are you sick?" Zhao Xiangongzi's poem is simply an insult when it comes out of your mouth. ”

Thinking of the last time he was a guest in Xian, he had no skin and no face to please His Royal Highness the Prince, An Birou was angry for a while, and she was really blind to give this person a relief. She pointed to the street and said, "You are not qualified to read this poem, hurry up and leave Anfu for me, otherwise I will call someone." ”

Zhao Xian shook his long flowing hair and slowly walked in front of her: "Miss Birou, I finally understand your mind, the last time I was a guest in Xian was just a misunderstanding." ”

"Presumptuous, you're going too far." Birou was furious, and hurriedly took a few steps back to let Qiao'er pull Qiao'er, and shouted: "You, leave Anfu for me, and if you don't leave, I'll call someone." ”

"Miss Birou, you're too impulsive, but I like it." Zhao Xian rubbed his forehead and laughed a few times, hooked his long flowing hair, and said sullenly: "So far, I can't hide it, you hear clearly, in fact, I am the number one talent in Jiangnan, Zhao!" Idle! ”

"Zhao Xian?" An Birou was slightly stunned.

"That's right, I'm Zhao Xian!" Zhao Xian touched the stubble on his face and tried to make an expression of a melancholy prince.

"If you are Zhao Xian, I will be Zhuo Wenjun." An Birou was willing to believe it, took out a wooden stick from behind the door, and regardless of the demeanor of the young lady, she chased Zhao Xian and fought like this, trying to drive him out.

Make no mistake, why don't you two sisters have any peace of mind, they both said that I am Zhao Xian, why don't you believe it? Zhao Xian didn't dare to do anything with his sister-in-law, and he didn't even dare to touch her, for fear of accidentally leaving a bad impression, so he could only passively hide around.

"Stop! What does the daughter's family look like when she beats a man with a stick? Suddenly, there was a soft sound from inside the door, and although he tried to make a calm appearance, his voice was mixed with a little trembling and unsteady breath.