The executioner of Dayu, the beginning of the torture of the demon fiancée Chapter 350 General Zhao is afraid of Yan'er's tiger fangs

"Which beauty fell from the sky?"

Zhao Cuo smiled and hugged the girl who threw himself into his arms.

He lowered his hands and looked down at the same time. A beautiful and childish face came into his eyes, it was Anle.

The little witch's eyes were clear, and she didn't have much emotion. She just hugged General Zhao's waist and looked at him quietly.

"This is the first time I've seen you wearing a swimsuit. Why do you want to play in the water today? I'll accompany you too."

Zhao Thief held up his face.

However, his eyes were unconsciously distracted.

Xiao Chenhou's body gradually grew, and the black lace split swimsuit looked overwhelmed on her body, and she was swaying in a charming way.

"Do you like me wearing clothes like this?"

She blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Compared to your regular clothes, this outfit on your body is more attractive."

Zhao Cuo lowered his head and kissed the little beauty's gentle face.

The little beauty then turned her face away.

She showed the other side of her face.

"This way."

"Yes~"

Young Master Zhao naturally complied with her request.

At this time, he seemed to sense something approaching.

Looking up, I saw a beautiful woman wearing a somewhat childish dark blue one-piece swimsuit walking towards her, with childish anger on her charming and charming face.

"Isn't this the beauty of my family? Yan'er looks very suitable in this swimsuit. Did you choose it yourself?"

Zhao Cuo saw her angry look and immediately started to praise her, but he didn't tell lies.

Her plump figure looks really good in this kind of student-style clothes.

In other words, it is astringent.

"you still need to ask?"

Yan'er also became proud after hearing his approval.

Her hands on her hips and her head held high made her graceful curves more prominent, and the young man's eyes became wrong.

However, the anger in Madam Yan's eyes did not dissipate. Her anger was not directed at Thief Zhao, but at the bad girl who escaped, her white and tender cheeks bulging.

"An Le! How could you run away without taking Yan'er with you? I've let you go a few days ago."

Her words sounded like they would be spoken to people with whom she has a good relationship.

'Let something...'

Zhao Cuo suddenly became ashamed.

He could understand what Yan'er was talking about.

This idiot is really arrogant. It's inappropriate to say that kind of thing loudly.

"Yan'er is talking to you!"

The stupid beauty is angry.

"uh-huh?"

The little witch realized it later.

She blinked and got up from her young father-in-law.

But it was impossible for her to really let go, so she hugged one of his arms and gave up the other side.

"That's pretty much it...next time, don't run away without saying a word."

Yan'er snorted.

Mr. Zhao looked at this scene with a smile.

The tranquility of the home always makes people relax. His backyard will be more lively in the future, but there will never be a life-or-death situation.

"I should have been at home with you today, but the official business of the court cannot be delayed. Running around all day has made me dizzy."

Zhao Thief did not get involved in their little conflict, but despicably pretended to be pitiful, with "tiredness" written all over his face.

"Is everything okay?"

Yan'er really believed his lies.

She gently held the villain's hand with a little worry.

For a moment, he was embarrassed to look into those innocent purple eyes.

"It's nothing serious, I'm just sleepy. I want to rest early after taking a shower."

Zhao Cuo yawned as he spoke.

"All right."

Madam Yan nodded as if reluctantly.

"You have worked so hard, so Yan'er will reluctantly help you change your clothes. You are not allowed to go out tomorrow."

She used strong words to express her intention to let Mr. Zhao rest tomorrow.

"My Yan'er is really considerate."

Zhao Thief raised his hand to touch her head.

"It's useless for you to praise Yan'er."

The beautiful woman was a little arrogant and looked away.

"Master, I haven't settled the matter with you yet. Don't get too close. We are just friends."

Zhao Cuo pursed his lips and did not laugh out loud. When Yan'er was angry, he would talk to him duplicitously, but this was still too soft compared to Xiao Biezhi's harsh words.

"Okay, my Yan'er is the best, I will reward you when I get up tomorrow morning."

He reached out and pinched Madam Yan's cheek.

"I don't want your reward."

She raised her bare lotus feet and kicked the young master's calf.

"I want Anle." The little witch gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Can you give me the fault?"

"As for gifts, of course you both have them."

Zhao Thief said in time.

Yan'er's opened cherry mouth closed.

The smile on his face became even brighter. Wenrou Township was the Tomb of Heroes, and General Zhao almost didn’t want to lead his troops on the expedition.

"New Year's Day is less than ten days away. You promised Yan'er before that you would return to Beijing on the second day of the New Year to pay your respects to Master."

Madam Yan suddenly looked at him again and said.

"I remember it."

Zhao Cuo took her jade hand.

"We will leave the city early in the morning."

"It's been agreed. If you regret it then, Yan'er won't let you off easily."

She said threateningly, her shiny and sharp little tiger teeth looming in her red lips. Young Master Zhao admitted that he was afraid of being bitten by her.

"I will supervise the canonization of the crown prince in a few days. I will be free after that. I won't be unable to accompany you back to Daozong if something suddenly happens."

Zhao Thief flicked her fair and delicate forehead.

He also wanted to see Xiaobiezhi.

They couldn't get close last time either.

"wrong."

Anle seemed to have remembered something at this time and spoke.

"I received a letter from Master today. I forgot to read it because I was thinking of you. Do you want to read it?"

She said something that made the atmosphere sink. Yan'er also took another look at the little witch, inexplicably feeling that her reaction was so slow and cute.

"Your master is Mr. Gu from Southern Xinjiang. How did he get the letter into your hands? It couldn't have been someone who came in person."

After Zhao Cuo was speechless, he realized that this matter might not be simple.
To be continued...