The transformation of a boy into a man is always a matter of moments.

This thing involves the issue of responsibility, some women's beds are easy to get on, but it is not easy to get down, such as the departure dance in the arms, now that the two have a relationship, then the forces and people behind her will naturally take advantage of this life to pull him into some struggle.

Zhao Jia knows this.

His identity and status have long been destined for him to be unable to stay out of the matter, even if he lies down and accepts his fate, it is useless, unless he hangs up.

Just like the six-fingered black man of the Mo family, who would come all the way to see him, if Zhao Jia was just an ordinary person, how could the six-fingered black man come to see him.

Some things have been doomed since Zhao Jia was born.

As the eldest son of Zhao Guoyan, he can't avoid it.

It's a small thing more than that...... Zhao Jia played with Liwu's hair, and didn't think it was a big deal to fall asleep with Liwu, even if she was an assassin with a net.

Pattern matters.

As the son of a country, sleeping a dancing girl is nothing.

Compared with this matter of men and women, the choice of the future is more important, Zhao Jia is very clear about his current situation, although he has improved the living environment with the help of papermaking, and even got the other eyes of Chang'an Jun Chengcheng and Ying Zheng, but these have no practical significance.

In this era, power determines everything, and without power, you are just an ant after all.

Not to mention the people around you, you can't even decide your own life and death.

A husband can't live without power for a day...... Zhao Jia's eyes flashed slightly, and his understanding of this sentence became deeper and deeper, and he suddenly understood that the princes and grandsons of ancient times, sometimes it was not that they wanted to compete for power, but that the situation and the situation forced them to fight for it.

Liwu's eyelashes trembled slightly, a pair of deep beautiful eyes opened, looking at Zhao Jia, who was extremely sober, and asked softly: "Childe, aren't you tired?" ”

Her whole body was aching from tossing, like a virgin land gnawed by a fierce bull, and the dirt was flying.

Who would have thought that Gongzi Jia, who looks polite, would be so strong.

Tired?

Zhao Jia smiled.

In his previous life, as a veteran of the love field, he had rich practical experience, just a small test just now, how could he feel tired, if he couldn't even put a chick on him, why did he go to Zhao Ji to humiliate himself, he really thought that the aunt in her thirties was easy to deal with?

That's right, the path that Zhao Jia had in mind was Zhao Ji, the queen mother of the Qin State, and he wanted to try the path of Chang Yu.

But at present, it is just a thought, and it has not yet been put into practice.

It was impossible for Zhao Jia to rush to contact Zhao Ji, before that, he had to figure out some things, such as Luo Wang, Lu Buwei, and the Chang Yu who had not yet appeared.

Intelligence is important.

If you don't get ready, going to Zhao Ji is undoubtedly lighting the toilet.

Zhao Jia stroked Liwu's smooth jade back with his big hand, his handsome face with a bad smile that seemed to be nothing, his eyes wandered on Liwu's body, and he asked rhetorically: "Are you tired, don't you feel it?" ”

Liwu's expression froze, and he secretly cursed a sentence of cattle in his heart, but begged for mercy: "The son is really powerful, the concubine is going to be tossed to death." ”

That's all the killer's physicality?

Zhao Jia smiled, disapproving, women's words, just listen to them.

"Do you have anyone else in your house?"

Li Wu was stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Jia to ask himself this, shook his head, and said softly: "The concubine doesn't know, the concubine was exiled to the Qin State due to the war when she was young, and then she was valued by the teachers in Chang'anjun's mansion and cultivated into a dancing girl, and now she is sent to her son by Chang'an Jun. ”

After speaking, she looked at Zhao Jia with watery eyes, and her attachment was mixed with some complicated emotions.

Look at this acting skills, which innocent little boy in modern times can withstand it, if he didn't know the true identity of Liwu, Zhao Jia felt that he would have to be recruited.

There's a saying that's very good.

Women are born actors, and they are good at winning over men's bodies and minds with their beauty and tears, and they have tried and tested.

"I can't protect myself now, and you're willing to follow me?"

Zhao Jia looked at Liwu's eyes and smiled bitterly.

Liwu shook his head slightly, his deep and charming eyes looked at Zhao Jia very seriously, and said in a convincing manner: "The concubine is a dancing girl, and it is a blessing to be loved by the son, and I dare not ask for anything else, as long as the son does not give up, he will not give up, and life and death depend on each other." ”

At this moment, the charm and seriousness revealed between the eyebrows are enough to make most men in the world excited, and even stay with their looks.

Fortunately, Zhao Jia has seen the world, and he was not fooled.

"Really?"

Zhao Jia said with some emotion.

Li Wu didn't speak, but hugged Zhao Jia's arm tightly with both arms, and the softness wrapped his arm in it, as if to express his determination and attitude, according to her understanding of men, as long as Zhao Jia is still a man, he will definitely not be able to resist this continuous show of love

However, she missed one thing, Zhao Jia is not an inexperienced junior brother.

I only heard Zhao Jia say calmly: "Then are you willing to do anything for me?" ”

"What does Childe want to be a concubine?"

Li Wu blinked, slowly raised his head, and looked at Zhao Jia suspiciously.

Zhao Jia touched her head, his thumb slid over her soft lips, and said softly, "What do you say?" ”

He meant something.

I didn't understand it before I left the dance, but now I don't understand it, I pursed my lips, looked at Zhao Jia with beautiful eyes and complaining, and when I found that I couldn't change the mind of this bastard, I could only obediently lower my head and vomit......

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Three poles on the sun.

Zhao Jiacai reluctantly got out of the quilt, and came to the main hall after washing, only to see Chang'an Jun Chengcheng sitting at the table drinking tea, and the attendant on the side poured tea for him, and his posture was not leisurely.

When Cheng Cheng saw Zhao Jia, who was belated, not only was he not the slightest dissatisfied, but showed an ambiguous smile: "It seems that the son is very satisfied with Liwu." ”

"Ahem, let Chang Anjun see the joke."

Zhao Jia coughed and said pretending to be embarrassed.

"It's not a joke, and my brother Wang has reprimanded me for men and women before."

Cheng Chan smiled and laughed at himself, and then continued to look at Zhao Jia jokingly, "I heard that Gongzi was virtuous and prudent in Zhao Guo before, and he never approached women, but now how has it changed, could it be that he really likes to leave the dance?" ”

The posture of the dance is placed there, how can it be that she can become the top dancer in his house, how can it not be stunning, and it is normal to be favored by Zhao Jia.

As for the identity gap.

In this era of the Warring States period, these are not exquisite, and emperors who are seduced by beauty abound.

Far from it.

Zhao Jia's father, Zhao Wangyan, is the best "role model".

As the saying goes, where there is a father, there is a son.

If Zhao Jiaruo fell in love with a dancing girl at first sight, it was not impossible.

Zhao Jia pondered for a while, calmly bowed to Cheng Chan, and said solemnly: "I don't know much about men and women, but I like to leave the dance, and I thank Chang'an Jun for this matter." ”

"It's good if Childe likes it."

A different color flashed in Cheng Chan's eyes, and he said softly.