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When Zhang Zheng left, his steps were brisk.

Compared with the maids bought by the auction house, one Tang Yuehua can top them all.

Besides, Tang Yuehua is not a superficial woman, on the contrary, she is one of the few people who does not have any prejudice against Zhang Zheng's lust.

Thinking that she was wearing a silver-white palace dress, that graceful and luxurious atmosphere, Zhang Zheng had only seen Pope Bibi Dong once.

That kind of mature intellectual beauty is far from even Sister Qingwei, who has been trained by Tang Yuehua.

Moreover, Zhang Zheng felt that he needed a peer to accompany him.

Thinking that he would be able to hug the beauty in two months, Zhang Zhengna called a spring breeze proud.

"Coachman, go back to the manor."

Boarding his spare luxury carriage, Zhang Zhenghuo was about to return to Baihuayuan in a hurry.

Wuhun Palace... Hum!

It's best not to take the initiative to trouble me, otherwise after a few years, the master will be completely full-fledged, and he will definitely arrest Bibi Dong back to wash Yuehua's feet.

With a hollow willow tree, he Zhang Zheng is already invincible in the first place.

Even if it is ten, a hundred Titled Douluo chase and kill, Zhang Zheng can leave calmly.

On the fifth floor of Yuexuan, in Tang Yuehua's boudoir.

At this time, the beautiful woman was shy, and she stroked her red lips with her plain hands.

Kissed.

Growing up so big, the first time he was kissed by the opposite sex, the other party was actually a twelve-year-old boy.

Moreover, he also said that he was willing to fight everything on his body for himself.

The three gold cards on the dresser prove that none of this is a dream.

"Do I love Zhang Zheng?"

Asking herself, Tang Yuehua immediately shook her head with a wry smile.

To say that you are in love with a little kid is an absolute lie.

But if you want to say that you like him, there is a little bit.

After all, that little ghost is mature and people can't treat him as a child.

Thinking that he was going to go back to Haotian Sect with him in a few days to propose marriage, the rouge color on Tang Yuehua's face that had just faded seemed to be three points thicker.

But considering her eldest brother, she felt a headache again.

My sister is married to a twelve-year-old child who is about to be thirteen, and he shouldn't be too willing.

In particular, the kid was a complete pervert.

Just now the two confirmed their relationship, and when chatting, the goods actually admitted that he had no intention of giving up and continuing to chase beautiful women.

In his words.

"I have the money, I have the strength, I am young, you have to let me have a love!

Strength, money, beauty, power, fame, people have so many pursuits in their lives.

I already have the first two, and I don't care if I have a bad reputation.

Power, power means responsibility, responsibility.

A Douluo Chamber of Commerce has already exhausted me enough, why should I have more power.

Besides, when I become the strongest person in the mainland, power is not at my fingertips.

So, Yuehua, you just let me stay in the last pursuit of chasing beautiful women.

Anyway, you are the boss, and you will take care of them when they get home. ”

Thinking of Zhang Zhengna's vow, a face that sees through the world's fame and fortune, and loves beauty more than Jiangshan, Tang Yuehua is smoking him.

I just agreed to marry you, and you told me that you want to continue chasing other women, is it really appropriate to do so?

She was even thinking that in a few days, Zhang Zheng would go back to Haotian Sect with her to propose marriage, whether she should pry her eldest brother to slap him first and vent her anger in advance.

After putting the three gold cards on the dresser into the soul guide, Tang Yuehua calmed down and planned to go downstairs to give those noble children an etiquette lesson.

Outside the city, with the news that Zhang Zheng announced that he was going to marry Tang Yuehua in two months, the entire manor instantly boiled.

Who Zhang Zheng likes, Qingwei knows clearly, after all, when he just got married, he often took himself to class and chatted with Mrs. Yuehua.

"Xiao Zheng, marrying Mrs. Yuehua, are you serious, are you sure you're not daydreaming?"

Seeing Zhang Zheng's picture of happy eyebrows, people are in good spirits at happy events.

Just helped Angela to go to school, and Uncle Chen, who came back, was the first to express disbelief.

What kind of demeanor does Tang Yuehua have, when Uncle Chen sent Qingwei, he also saw it twice.

If you remove the problem of soul power cultivation, in Uncle Chen's eyes, she is a perfect woman.

It was even rumored that he had a leg with the Heaven Dou Empire's Snow Night Emperor.

Of course, rumors are just rumors, and when the identity reaches the level of Zhang Zheng, he naturally won't believe that kind of words.

Otherwise, no matter how much he likes it, Zhang Zheng will not offend the Heaven Dou Empire and the Martial Spirit Hall at the same time because of someone else's lover.

But such a perfect woman fell in love with her little pervert, which made Uncle Chen unable to believe it at all.

Looking back and forth on Zhang Zheng, Uncle Chen felt that he might have been controlled by a spiritual soul master and was daydreaming.

"Hey...! Uncle Chen.

If you are not the person I trust the most, just look at me now, I can cut you, believe it or not? ”

Seeing Uncle Chen's caring eyes for the mentally handicapped, Zhang Zheng's excited heart was immediately extinguished by him with a basin of cold water.

This product has no charm on its own, it can't be soaked in beautiful women, and it can't be tolerated to doubt my charm.

Thinking of how many times he introduced him to the ladies of those big families, Zhang Zheng suddenly felt that he was really kind enough to feed the white-eyed wolf.

There is no doubt that his own Yuehua is very good.

But I, Zhang Zheng, am not bad, okay.

She has Yuexuan, an aristocratic etiquette training center, and I also have a gold-absorbing business machine called Zhangjiaxiaodian.

Why can I catch up with people, you think I'm daydreaming.

"Sister Qingwei, let's eat spicy hot pot at night, the perverted and spicy kind."

Thinking of Uncle Chen's everything, Zhang Zheng already had the idea of rectifying him.

Ever since he made the hot pot himself, Uncle Chen has liked this taste, especially the spicy hot pot.

But there is a problem with this thing, that is, ......, he has hemorrhoids.

That's right, this product has this kind of disease.

I don't know why, obviously he is a soul master, but he actually has this disease.

Every time he finished eating perverted spicy, he would suffer for days.

But as long as he saw it, he couldn't help but want to eat.

In response to this, Zhang Zheng did not rectify him, and tried it repeatedly.

"I'm going out to eat at night...!"

Hearing Zhang Zheng say that he wanted to eat perverted spicy, Uncle Chen, who was still suspicious of him just now, directly blackened his face, turned around and was about to leave.

This kind of self-defeating trick can only be used by this little bastard.

To be sure, this thing is not controlled by others.

"Don't! Uncle Chen.

At dinner in the evening, let's discuss the wedding.

If you leave, I'll talk to someone. ”

Seeing that Uncle Chen was about to leave, Lao Zhang immediately ran over and drove him back.

No matter how hard Uncle Chen struggles, he can't escape his clutches.

"You ungrateful, little bastard, is this really right for me?"

Seeing Zhang Zheng and Uncle Chen fighting, Qingwei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle twice.

But seeing that the other maids were also snickering, she raised her willow eyebrows.

"You guys, what you have to do, what you have to do.

The matter between the master and Uncle Chen, is it also what you can laugh at? ”

With the majestic voice of Qingwei, the little maids in the living room all froze in place, and then lowered their heads one by one to admit their mistakes.

They all knew in their hearts that compared to Qingwei, who followed Zhang Zheng from the end of Weimo, they and the others were nothing at all.

Hearing Qingwei's scolding, Zhang Zheng and Uncle Chen also stopped moving.

"Alright, you tell us to go down and prepare dinner!"

Tidying up his clothes, Zhang Zheng didn't mean to embarrass those maids.

It's all his people, just smiling, and not making him angry.

As for Qingwei's scolding, that is the duty of the big housekeeper, and Zhang Zheng will not blame her.

But!

Glancing at Qingwei, Zhang Zheng realized that she was only fifteen years old and had grown up.

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