Chapter 308 A woman disguised as a man to conquer the noble son of the gate lord 21

Xiao Zhan left with his second servant, Shu Ange sat on the couch alone, picked up a copy of "Muyang City Chronicles" and read it.

Accompanied by books, time flies, Xiao Zhan returned from bathing, with long ink-colored hair scattered on his shawl, elegant clothes and slender waist and eyes, and a graceful posture like a beauty.

Shu Ange didn't dare to look closely, put down the book in his hand, and after greeting Xiao Zhan, he went to wash.

The bath is not far from where Xiao Zhan lives, spacious and clean, fragrant and elegant, and the mist is rising.

There are two fair maids with high hair, clouds, temples, and faces, who stepped forward to serve diligently, but were politely rejected by Shu Ange.

Shu Ange had a secret, and when he was bathing, he didn't dare to completely relax his mind, so he had to wash it in a hurry and sit in the pool with a bathrobe for a while.

The spices and soap powder used by the nobles for bathing are very valuable, Shu Ange came out of the bathroom, stepped on the clogs, the breeze blew on his face, and he felt that his body was light and fragrant.

This aroma is similar to the fragrance on Xiao Zhan's body.

The slave held the wind lantern in his hand and sent Shu Ange respectfully to Xiao Zhan's room, and then Ying Ying bowed back.

After Shu Ange knocked on the door, Qiao Mu and Yongsi welcomed him into the door, wanting to change her clothes and take off her shoes and serve her to the bed, but she refused.

Xiao Zhan saw that Shu Ange was not used to being served, so he retired Qiao Mu and Yongsi.

In an instant, only Shu Ange and Xiao Zhan were left in the room, she looked at Xiao Zhan who was sitting on the bed with only her underwear, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.

Lying on the same bed and sleeping on your feet, it is easy to say, when Shu Ange was really lying next to Xiao Zhan, he was even nervous to breathe.

Xiao Zhan fell asleep after saying a few words to her, and Qiao Mu and Yongsi dimmed the candle flame before going out, and after swaying less than a cup of tea, the house fell into darkness.

Shu Ange lay quietly on the couch, the soft brocade quilt was attached to his body, and his slightly damp hair exuded a good smell.

After hearing Xiao Zhan's even breathing, Shu Ange turned his face sideways and stared at Xiao Zhan's vague silhouette through the darkness.

Why did the system choose Xiao Zhan as the target of the strategy, and whether she could break through the difficulties and successfully reach the pinnacle of power.

Xiao Zhan introduced her as a confidant, but she took advantage of it, how should she find a balance between ambition and affection.

It was late at night, and Shu Ange fell asleep in thought.

But not long after falling asleep, the feeling of pressure from his calves made Shu Ange open his eyes sleepily.

The room was still pitch black, and she could clearly feel Xiao Zhan pressing one leg against her.

This realization made Shu Ange a little embarrassed, her sleeping posture in the past was not very elegant, for fear of disturbing Xiao Zhan, so she specially adjusted a posture that was not easy to move before going to bed.

But she didn't expect that Xiao Zhan's sleeping posture was not much more reckless than her.

Before falling asleep, the two were obviously lying side by side on the couch, but now, Xiao Zhan pressed one leg on Shu Ange's body, and his upper body was closer to her, and the sound of breathing was clearly audible.

She wanted to quietly pull her legs away, but she didn't expect Xiao Zhan to mutter, and with a stretch of her long arm encircled her in her arms, her legs pressed against her again.

This posture was too ambiguous, and Xiao Zhan's burning breath sprayed on Shu Ange's neck, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Xiao Zhan must have never slept with anyone else - Shu Ange was deeply suspicious, did he know that he was sleeping in such a bold position.

If Xiao Zhan knew that he was asleep, he would use both hands and feet on the people around him, and he would definitely not sleep with others casually.

For some reason, Shu Ange was a little happy in his heart, because this meant that Xiao Zhan's possibility of marrying a wife and taking a concubine was very small.

Happy is happy, but being held by Xiao Zhan like this, Shu Ange is still a little uncomfortable in his heart, especially as a man.

"Lang Jun? Pimp? ”

Shu Ange whispered, trying to get Xiao Zhan to adjust his body, but he suddenly opened his eyes.

In the dark, his black and white eyes were like a pool of clear spring water.

"Qingyun is dressed in white clothes, and he shoots the wolf with a long arrow."

"Uh......"

Shu Ange was stunned by Xiao Zhan's articulate verses, and was about to ask, only to see him suddenly close his eyes and fall asleep again.

Is this talking in a dream? Shu Ange has a black line, she has to convince Xiao Zhan, and even the dream talk is "Nine Songs. A sentence from the chapter of "Dongjun".

She dispelled the idea of waking up Xiao Zhan, waking up people who were talking in their dreams or sleepwalking, which was not very good in terms of traditional concepts.

Although Shu Ange doesn't know what scientific truth is contained in this.

Hug it, hug it, she is very optimistic, with Xiao Zhan's appearance and identity, she has taken a big advantage.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn. Shu Ange opened his eyes, Xiao Zhan's white cheeks were close at hand, and his long eyelashes were slightly drooping.

His breathing, shallow blowing on the socket of her neck, was crispy and numb.

Xiao Zhan, who was sleeping, had slightly flushed cheeks, so beautiful that her eyes couldn't help but linger on his cheeks.

Until his eyelids moved, Shu Ange closed his eyes in a hurry.

After waking up, Xiao Zhan looked at Shu Ange's enlarged face with a slightly blank look, and after a while, he realized that he had encircled her whole person in his arms.

His mind thundered, as if he had knocked over the paint bucket, and his face instantly turned red like a boiled shrimp.

Xiao Zhan's eyes fell on the person next to the pillow who was sleeping calmly, quietly withdrew his hands and feet, pretended to have no intention of turning over, and closed his eyes again.

Shu Ange closed his eyes, noticing the changes in Xiao Zhan's breathing and heartbeat, as well as his desire to cover up his turnover, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

Xiao Zhan's childish actions made his image in Shu Ange's heart more three-dimensional and vivid.

After a long time, Shu Ange opened his eyes and called softly, "Brother Wei Zhen? ”

Xiao Zhan had never fallen asleep, and when he heard Shu Ange's voice, he pretended to wake up from a dream: "I accidentally snooze, which made Yun Yang smile." ”

"Yunyang also just woke up, and he rested a little late yesterday, so he slept a little deeper."

Hearing Shu Ange say this, Xiao Zhan finally let go of his worries, he had an indecent sleeping posture before, Yunyang should not know, right?

In order to take care of Shu Ange's feelings, Xiao Zhan waited for her to change her clothes before calling Qiao Mu and Yongsi to come in to serve.

After washing, Xiao Zhan and Shu Ange entered the study together to continue yesterday's discussion. Shu Ange also took the opportunity to repair a book, and asked Xiao Zhan to send someone to the Liu family manor.

After the Liu family received the letter, Liu's father also Shu Ange replied to the letter, instructing him to humbly seek advice and study diligently in the Lugong Courtyard.

On the second night, perhaps Xiao Zhan was in an indecent sleeping position, so he specially arranged a guest room for Shu Ange.

Of course, the reason given by Xiao Zhan was that yesterday was too hasty, and the guest room was not cleaned up.

Lu Gong and several friends, after reading Shu Ange's "The Theory of Punishment and Rewarding Loyalty", valued her even more, and Lu Gong even intended to accept Shu Ange as a disciple.

【One Sentence Small Theater】

Xiao Zhan: I know he doesn't.

Ango: I know he doesn't know, I know he knows, I don't.

(Meow, ask for collection, ask for recommendation~~ Mo Da)