Chapter 503: Brother Shaoqing
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"Hmm......" Zong Zheng Zhaoyan groaned comfortably, and couldn't help but reach out to untie her clothes.
She was as charming as silk, held his hands down, and smiled slowly: "Lord Wang, I'll come, Wan'er will come by herself-"
As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the pink ribbon from her waist with one hand, and the gauze skirt, which was originally so thin that it was almost transparent, poured into the bottom in an instant. She showed her beautiful ketone body, her skin was like clotted fat, and she was as beautiful as a flower.
"Lord Wang, let Wan'er serve you......"
She was so bold that her hands ran down his waist and abdomen, straight into his lower body. Her hands were as cold as loaches, but the slippery feeling was so slippery.
Zong Zheng Zhaoyan couldn't help this seduction, and roared in a low voice: "Girl, call me, call the name of this king......"
She opened her mouth slightly, gesturing at him.
Zong Zheng frowned, he couldn't hear clearly, so he asked, "What are you talking about, be louder—"
"Brother Shaoqing......"
"Brother Shaoqing—"
The girl's voice grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the dark space until it was piercing.
"No—"
Zong Zheng Zhaoyan suddenly woke up from his sleep, and his body was wet, but there was no one in front of him.
How can it be Zongzheng Shaoqing?!
She can only be his woman!
Zong Zheng Zhaoyan couldn't even understand why he had such a dream. But overall, this dream is not bad, if she didn't call out the name of Zongzheng Shaoqing in the end, it would be even better.
Such a stunning stunner, just thinking about it, already made him unable to extricate himself, if he really put a charm on her...... Oh, that kind of taste, he didn't dare to think about it.
Baili Guyan waited at the city gate for a while, and the carriage and horse of Feng Yage slowly drove over.
Although Yun Zhan is dead, his net worth has not been divided up because of this, and a group of men in Feng Yage are loyal to him. He obviously didn't leave any remains, but the people around him customized a three-meter-long coffin for him, which was much more luxurious than the usual coffins. The edge of the coffin is inlaid with various gems and pearls, and the edge is made of gold, which is extraordinarily gorgeous.
Bingyi couldn't help but sigh: "Miss, this is a funeral, or showing off your wealth!" ”
Baili Guyan glared at her fiercely, and scolded: "Brother Yun is as kind to me as a mountain, Bingyi, no matter how big or small you are, I will throw you off the carriage!" ”
Bingyi didn't dare, so she had to sit silently on one side and stop talking.
Rong Jue sat in the top-secret carriage at the back, Qing'er quietly slowed down the horse, stopped on the side of the carriage, and turned over and flashed in. She knelt in front of Rong Jue and said, "Master, everything has been handled in accordance with the master's instructions. ”
Rong Jue raised his eyebrows, "Lord Wan didn't let the coffin be opened for autopsy?" ”
Qing'er shook her head: "Lord Wan said, anyway, there are no bones left, so don't look at it." ”
The corners of Rong Jue's mouth twitched, and he waved his hand at her and said, "I know." ”
As soon as Qing'er got out of the carriage, Rong Jue's face sank, and she quietly pinched and smashed a jade wrench in her hand, and her eyes were straight with anger: he was about to be buried, and she didn't even bother to see him for the last time! She came out with her this time, really escorting his body home, instead of sneaking out of the Prime Minister's Mansion and running to the snowy region to relax?! What a hard-hearted black-hearted woman!
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