Zhao Jia kicked open the door of the inner room with his foot, and stepped into it with a soft and boneless dance.

It was pitch black and there were no candles.

Zhao Jia relied on the memory of his body to put Liwu on the bed, and did not rush to pounce, but got up very patiently, walked to the table, and twisted the wick, he has been a boy who is afraid of the dark since he was a child, so he doesn't like to touch the dark when he does anything.

He longs for the light!

As the candles lit one by one, clusters of bright flames burned, and the bright light dispelled the darkness in the room.

Zhao Jia turned to look at the position of the bed, on the soft couch, Li Wu curled up slightly, lying on his side facing him, and the close-fitting long skirt outlined the figure of a mature woman extremely attractive.

Zhao Jia looked at him with an appreciative gaze, from the bottom to the top.

The first thing that catches his eye is a pair of jade feet that he is very familiar with, with beautiful and round feet, delicate toes, delicate and delicate, like a top-notch jade, which makes people have the urge to hold it in the palm of their hands and play with it.

Upwards are the well-proportioned curves of the legs.

Liwu's figure is tall and slender, and her jade legs are naturally slender.

Above is a tempting peach, which suddenly retracts, and the slender waist can only be grasped.

Graceful and graceful...... Zhao Jia praised in his heart, and then his gaze passed over the bulge in front of him and landed on the delicate face.

Liwu's originally neat sideburns were a little messy because of Zhao Jia's previous play, and the hair fell wantonly on her cheeks, she seemed to be very nervous, her beautiful eyes were half-narrowed, as if there was a mist lingering, her sandalwood mouth was slightly open, and she gasped lightly, as if she was short of oxygen.

The reddish face revealed what she had endured before.

Jade feet and legs are wantonly played with, how can they not feel at all.

Killers are also human beings, and if they are human beings, they will be affected by external factors.

Lack of stamina...... Zhao Jia was also a little surprised when he saw this scene, he hadn't used his strength yet, and it seemed that Liwu's appearance was already a little bad, and at the same time, he also sat on the edge of the bed, gently raised his hand to grab the hair next to Liwu's cheek, pinned it behind his ear, and then stroked her cheek with his palm.

Liwu's delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jia pleadingly: "Son, don't bully the concubine~"

"When did I bully you, you will be beaten for talking nonsense."

Zhao Jia looked at the beauty of Liwu, chuckled, and raised his palm to breathe on Liwu's peach.

Very hard.

The beautiful eyebrows that were in pain from the dance frowned lightly, and looked at Zhao Jia aggrievedly.

"Hurts, right? Don't talk nonsense when you know it hurts. ”

After Zhao Jia finished speaking, he helped Liwu rub his buttocks.

Liwu pursed her lips, she wondered if the other party was deliberately tossing her, if she wanted to come, she would come, if she wanted to come, she would be gnawed by a dog, since she entered the mansion of Chang'an Jun Chengcheng, she had already realized in her heart.

But what kind of trouble is Zhao Jia doing?

It feels like she's deliberately playing with her, she can't go up or down, but she can't resist yet, she can only cooperate with the other party, it's really hard to stand it.

"Get up and help me loosen my clothes."

Zhao Jia rubbed it for a while, then slowly got up, opened his arms, overlooked Liwu, and said softly.

As the son of Zhao Guo, how can he do it himself.

This damn class status is really addictive.

Li Wu pursed her lips, pretended to sit up on her knees with difficulty, and reached out to help Zhao Jia take off her robe, but when her hand touched Zhao Jia's lower abdomen, her eyes inevitably showed a little nervousness, and Zhao Jia's previous remarks sounded inexplicably in her mind, and she was a little cramped for a while.

She didn't know if Zhao Jia would come to the real thing, whether she would come from or not.

She is professional and can play the flute...... But for the first time, she was afraid that she would not be able to blow well.

"What, you're scared?"

Zhao Jia held Liwu's soft little hand, the pair of Danfeng eyes drooped slightly, and asked.

Because he knew the identity of the killer of Liwu, Zhao Jia couldn't tell whether Liwu was acting or really like this for a while, this feeling was quite interesting and full of novelty.

Li Wu didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so he could only close his eyes and wait for Zhao Jia's bullying.

Zhao Jia stepped forward, but a pair of soft palms pressed against Zhao Jia's chest again, and at the same time remembered the voice of the dance: "Don't~"

The voice was so complex, mixed with timidity, apprehension, and a hint of pleading.

A pair of eyes opened, staring at Zhao Jia tightly, as if to remember this face, she couldn't be indifferent after all.

Zhao Jia paused, looked at her eyes, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, there will be me in the future~"

Li Wu's eyes were full of struggle, and her body instinctively wanted to resist, but soon, her palms softened, because she knew very well the consequences of resisting, Luo Wang would not allow people like her to exist, and killers who couldn't complete the task, even if it was a Tianzi-level killer, would not hesitate to discard it.

Killers don't need to have feelings, let alone think about right and wrong, they just need to do whatever it takes to complete the task, that's the meaning of their existence.

Interesting...... The smile on the corner of Zhao Jia's mouth was even stronger.

…………

The flute is melodious, but the nightingale's cry is even more charming, making the night even more charming.

Time sometimes flies, especially when a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, it is like quicksand between your fingers, no matter how hard you try, it can always slide out of the gap.

After a storm, Zhao Jia had no intention of sleeping, he looked at the ceiling with his eyes intently, and thought about a question: Is this the first shot from another world?

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the woman with tears in the corners of her eyes in her arms, perhaps she was tossed hard, and the flush on her pretty face did not dissipate for a long time.

It's also to blame him for being too violent.

Young people~ energetic.

Zhao Jia, who was extremely calm afterwards, suddenly thought of a question, that is, who is the person behind Liwu, can he take Liwu for his own use, compared to a night of joy, he still likes to work day and day.

This is another advantage of Zhao Jia, nostalgia.

What's more, Liwu's body is very clean, and tonight is her first time.

Zhao Jia can't just watch her continue to be a killer, right?

As everyone knows.

There is no future in the profession of a killer, either you are killed by someone or your own people, and the future can be called dark.

In these years, it depends on the power.

At the moment I seem to have only one way...... Zhao Jia thought about it, he found that if he wanted to get ahead in the Qin State, there was only one way to go, this road may be risky, and even if he didn't get it right, he would die a miserable death, but its yield was really high, and he could reach the sky in one step.

As for taking refuge in Yingzheng, not to mention that Yingzheng is not yet in power, if he jumps too happily, he may be targeted by Lu Buwei, in addition, the income is too low, and he has to boil slowly.

Lü Buwei is too old and has a few years to live.

What Zhao Jia needs now is substantial power, and he doesn't want to stay here for the rest of his life and be controlled by others.

At this moment, the words of the six-fingered black man resurfaced in his mind:

What do you want!