Mrs. Zhao stretched out her hand to Zhang Ye's eyes in a daze, "Stunned?"

Zhang Ye's old face was slightly red after he came back to his senses.

Mrs. Zhao turned around and said, "Do I still have blemishes on my body?"

"It's gone. Zhang Ye said.

Mrs. Zhao walked around him with a smile, leaned close to him and said, "I bet, Yanjing can't give you such feelings, right?"

Zhang Ye didn't quite know what she meant, so he just nodded.

Mrs. Zhao made Zhang Ye's ears itch in a very low voice: "There is a specialization in surgery." How to serve a man also needs to be studied. When the time is right, we will study and study, and let you become an 'immortal'. ”

Zhang Ye was stunned and said, "This can still become an immortal, it seems to be very powerful?"

"Yes. ”

Mrs. Zhao was so cute that she was so cute, she was itchy to see it, and reached out and pinched his face......

It's finally time to start eating.

Zhang Ye was accompanied by fine wine and beautiful women, and his appetite was great, but as soon as he was happy, he drank high and got drunk.

Just as Mrs. Zhao was looking at the little drunken cat and wondering what to do, a voice came from outside: "Madam, Yanjing, the exiled city lord of Xuejing, has found it, and said that she will take Zhang Ye back?"

Mrs. Zhao blinked her beautiful eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Let her in." ”

"Yes. ”

After a while, Yanjing, who was wearing "that broken cloak", walked in, and after greeting Mrs. Zhao, she looked at Zhang Ye, who was drunk, and the situation was also satisfied, which was a little different from what she imagined.

"Take him back, take care of your little man, maybe he will be abducted by someone else in a blink of an eye. Mrs. Zhao smiled.

"Sheff ** amount. Yanjing was polite.

"I don't have a lot of it, but my heart is sour. It looks like you're a novice too, cherishing your chances. Mrs. Zhao said in a pun and waved her hand.

Yanjing didn't say much, and fled with Zhang Ye......

When he woke up the next morning, Zhang Ye found himself in his bed.

Yanjing and clothes fluttered on Zhang Ye's body, this guy was soft and fragrant.

She was like an octopus, and she grabbed Zhang Ye with four feet and four hands.

Zhang Ye moved her body, because it was close to her, Yanjing's body in her sleep was shaken, and she snorted softly.

Zhang Ye moved again.

"Hmm......" Yanjing snorted again.

Hehe~ Zhang Ye thinks it's funny, this guy is like a horn, and he screams when he blows.

In addition, I don't know why, Zhang Ye feels that this sound sounds very exciting, and it seems to be able to bring out a certain emotion.

Inevitably, he moved his hand behind him and touched her round, fleshy ass.

Touch ~ "Uh-huh......"

Yanjing's moans this time were more real and clear, and her body trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

Touch it again~ "Well......" Yanjing woke up this time.

Zhang Ye was so frightened that he hurriedly pretended to be asleep.

Yanjing woke up and stretched, and saw herself lying on someone like an octopus, she couldn't help blushing, and looked at Zhang Ye sleeping, she stuck out her tongue and escaped from the big bed lightly.

I don't know why, I've gotten used to it lately, and she can only sleep next to Zhang Ye. For this situation, Yanjing was flustered and a little proud......

There was a special maid in the small courtyard arranged by Mrs. Zhao, and after Zhang Ye woke up, he made a fuss, because there was a ghost in his heart, and it was inconvenient to face Yanjing, so he slipped away alone.

There is no purpose, Zhang Ye just likes the bustling scene outside like the world.

He wandered around the lively streets, looking east and west, and everything was very curious.

Blue Snow City is really big, but there are seven vertical and eight horizontal main roads in the southern city.

The main road is very lively and wide.

After walking for a long time, Zhang Ye stopped, staring at the sign at the entrance of a large manor on the side: Star Pavilion.

used to often walk in the world, Zhang Ye knew that this was a place for talented and beautiful people to entertain.

In the past, Zhang Ye liked it very much, and with Su Qing's girl following him, it was almost inevitable to enter when encountered.

Without thinking much about it, Zhang Ye walked in.

Due to the climatic reasons of Jialan, the huge garden in the middle is unique, and it is shiny and white everywhere.

After a while, this place is still divided into chess halls, piano halls, study halls and so on. Zhang Ye was not interested in piano and chess, and walked in when he saw his favorite study.

The hall was full of people waiting to listen to the book, but the podium above it was empty, and there was no one.

The rear is basically full, only the most positive place in front of it, a total of three VIP seats are empty.

Zhang Ye looked at the shape of a gentleman, walked over and sat down.

"I'm sorry, but it's not open to outsiders. A man who seemed to be in charge of the place walked over and said.

"Isn't it okay to give more listening?" Zhang Ye asked curiously.

"No, I can't. The middle-aged man shook his head very old-fashioned and said, "This is a customized special seat, please listen to the book early next time." ”

was muttering when a man suddenly walked in the distance, leaning close to the guy and muttering a few words in his ear.

Zhang Ye gathered his true qi in his ears and listened, only to hear the words Mrs. Zhao mentioned at the end.

Then the guy's face changed slightly, and he hesitated for a moment and bowed down and said: "Childe wants to sit down, and I can't see it below, but let me remind you first, Mrs. Zhao doesn't sit here, and she never listens to books." If someone comes, the son must immediately give up his seat to avoid friction. ”

Hearing that he could sit, Zhang Ye cared about him a lot, waved his hand and said, "I know, I know." ”

Rewarded this guy with two pills, and he retreated.

I sat down, tasted a pretty good snow tea, and used ice fruits as a snack, and waited for a long time, but I still didn't see anyone to tell the story.

@#￥。

Zhang Ye is depressed now.

Not only was he depressed, but he had already opened an impatient accusation below: "What the hell, you won't bounce tickets, right?"

Another humanitarian: "It is estimated that it is a bounce, she has been 'not updating' handouts recently, saying that she will give two lectures a day, and she has often only given one lecture in two or three recently." ”

All kinds of doubts have come and gone.

Zhang Ye couldn't help but be curious, and turned around and asked a guy, "What does this mean?"

The uncle in the back was very dissatisfied and complained: "This girl is writing and talking, she updates the handouts every day, and then talks about the book." It's called serialization, and you don't know it. But I don't see anyone today, I guess I didn't write it, and she jumped the ticket again. ”

Zhang Ye secretly felt funny, it turned out that there was such a thing?

Zhang Ye asked curiously: "If she really jumps the ticket, what can we do?"

The uncle said, "What else can I do?" ”

"Coming, coming, she's coming......"

Just as the doubts were growing, there was some confusion somewhere below.

Zhang Ye also turned his head curiously to look, only to see that the steward in a study hall walked up and hung a jade plaque, which read: "The Legend of Little Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", the one hundred and eighty-eighth chapter, will start immediately. Speaker: Baozhu. ”

"Oh yes. The following suddenly began to be angry.