There was even a glistening stream of saliva flowing out...

He gently put the person on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and it was inevitable that she would secretly touch her a few times. I am not a gentleman, so what is the crime of molesting a young girl?

In the study, Saxon brought most of Joanna's information. Judging from the photos copied from the memory crystal, this woman looks very attractive. At least she looks very good. She is thirty-four or five years old. She takes good care of herself.

She looks similar to a young girl, with a slender face and watery eyes, but her chin is slightly raised in the photo. It can be seen that she is a very proud woman.

Aubrey pinched her knuckles so hard that she cracked and said viciously: "Let's find a few people to gang-rape her so that she won't be proud anymore. Damn it, this kind of woman is born to be ravaged."

Troy agreed: "It's a good idea, let me execute it. I can give it to you, sir."

The work was completed with such perfection and perfection that it was guaranteed to make that woman tremble with passion. From then on, she would admire the glory of the Lord and not dare to move. She would avoid the road when she saw the sign of the Public Security Bureau, and she would piss herself when she heard about my reputation as a pharmacist."

Aubrey kicked his butt hard: "Get out! There are no people like you in Dark Sunflower!"

Troy staggered and almost fell into a dog's excrement. He was so angry that he picked up the stinky potion on the spot, but under Shen Zhimo's cold gaze, he quickly put it back in his arms without daring to say a word.

Simon, a seemingly old-fashioned and traditional guy, suddenly thought and came up with a bad idea: "Isn't it just a warning to Elona not to interfere in our affairs? He cares about his wife so much, so why not let us send someone to seduce him?

His wife got him to work on the bed, and she made him understand that there is nothing he can't do without sunflowers."

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly, "I'm going!" "I'm going!" "I'm going!" There was a chorus of shouts, and everyone enthusiastically raised their hands to sign up. They were very enthusiastic and positive, and it was different from the dull atmosphere just now, as if

What is in front of them is a mountain of gold and silver. It is true that everyone in the lower class is vying to be first, and the lowly ones are afraid of falling behind.

"***! Haven't you idiots ever seen a woman? Shut up!" Shen Zhimo slapped the table and glanced over: "After all, she is just a woman, is it worth mobilizing an army? Aubrey, step up!

Surveillance intensity, try to secretly obstruct Elona's investigation, and use my name to find Julian from the Ministry of Magic, Hyman, and Wicklow from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and give them more silver coins to make them more stumbling blocks, Julian

There is no need to give it, that boy still owes me a favor."

Aubrey immediately swore to her chest and said, "No problem, it's all on me. I have to let Elona know that it was you who did it, but there is no evidence, so there is no choice but to let it go."

"It's best not to leak the news and make a fuss. I'm afraid it will cause trouble. The New Year is coming soon, and those nobles will probably come out for activities, and we should take the opportunity to make a profit."

Simon asked doubtfully: "How to fish it?"

"Isn't this simple? It's like a prostitute picking up customers. When a commoner comes to us and tells us about it, we will kidnap and extort ransom from the little nobles who are easy to bully. We will take the big part and distribute the small part to the common people. It is worthy of heaven and earth.

I have a clear conscience.”

The next day, Elona went to the police station to make trouble, but Rodin resisted him forcefully. It is said that the words he said were extremely arrogant, the rumors were getting tighter, and there were also signs of an increase in the number of gendarmerie patrols on Chunshui Street. Shen Zhimo didn't care.

Why keep doing it? In the study room, before finishing a few strokes of the draft of the Nirvana Technique, Zhi Luo Tilin poked her little head in and called out: "Brother..." The voice was soft and greasy, with a long tail tone.

It makes people's minds wander and can no longer concentrate.

He planned to turn a blind eye. He was still in a daze with his back to the door. He only heard the sound of soft footsteps. Someone suddenly hugged his neck, and the girl's body fragrance wafted lightly. A voice as soft as glutinous rice shouted in his ear: "Brother, didn't you agree?" Are you going to take me shopping? I've changed my clothes."

"There is nothing to do in the street. If you have free time, why not read more poems and books? Only by being full of knowledge can you stabilize the world."

"Brother!" The girl's ability to act coquettishly was truly amazing. Just her weak and aggrieved cry was enough to captivate a crowd.

Shen Zhimo had no choice but to push away the draft and said: "Why are you shopping? If you have nothing to do all day long, why not send you to the Arcane Academy to learn magic. Anyway, I am the vice president of the academy, so it is very easy to get a place."

"No, let's go. Look how nice the weather is today. I'm planning to buy something for Advent. No, you must go with me."

Shen Zhimo knew that the Holy Advent Festival was as irreplaceable and solemn as the Spring Festival in the eyes of these foreigners. It was really pitiful for her to run away from home for half a year and be helpless, treating herself as her only relative. It was inconvenient for her to say, "Okay. But you can’t go shopping for too long.”

"Brother is so kind." Zhiluo Tilin kissed him on the face.

Shen Zhimo touched his face and thought to himself: "This doesn't feel too bad."

I took a handful of silver coins with me, and held the pretty flower-like woven rosette in my hand, and went out proudly. The ghosts of the past few days have made people feel tired, but today is a sunny day, and the warm winter sun shines on my body, which is extremely comfortable. Near the edge, the white color became even brighter, and there were also more pedestrians on the street. Although the murder case at the Holy Light Cathedral was unsolved, it had little to do with ordinary people. Everyone was busy planning their families on the night of Advent. Feast and gifts for the children.

A good young man in his mid-twenties, Daxia Shen, who frightens the evil spirits, has at least no experience of shopping with girls. Behind the glory in front of his subordinates, he is actually a bit embarrassed, but he has a strong psychological quality and is not ordinary thick-skinned. Pretend like nothing is wrong.

Zhiluo Tilin sat beside him contentedly and said, "Brother, I want to buy a set of clothes, okay?"

"Why do you need so many clothes? Don't you have two sets, enough for a change of clothes?" Shen Zhimo really wanted to tell the story of how he was on the run and had not had a bath for several months, and then stated that the clothes were used to keep out the cold. Rather than the reason of beauty. In fact, since getting the money, Zhiluo Tilin has successively bought more than a dozen sets of expensive clothes, including underwear, coats, blouses, dresses, pure, sexy, gorgeous and generous, but he was stunned. I didn't pay attention.

"I also want a set of Advent clothes, can I?" The little girl looked at him with dazzling eyes.

Shen Zhimo finally decided to understand the girl's love for beauty: "Okay, I still have some spare money anyway."

The two of them wandered along the street. Zhi Luo Tilin tried her best to find a topic to talk about. Shen Zhimo was in a good mood and the weather was suitable. They talked about some interesting things, which made the girl smile. She slowly walked to the "Golden Thread Ball" costume. Flagship store. Although this store can be called "flagship", it is not as shabby as the small store where we were robbed last time. It is luxuriously decorated, with wooden floors covered with soft carpets and a burning fireplace. As soon as you enter the door, you will say It was so warm that the clerk in short robe and leather boots greeted me with a smile, and said good things about being at home. Please sit down on the sofa, and brought hot coffee and the latest clothing styles and designs. Then he stood respectfully with his hands lowered. aside..

Although Shen Zhimo looked ordinary, the young lady accompanying him was distinguished and distinguished. It was obvious at first glance that she was a wealthy customer, and the clerk did not do anything rude.

"This is a floral mink collar. It is made of high-quality mink fur. It has been personally designed by several fashion design masters and made by the most skilled tailors. If paired with a lady, it will definitely make you more elegant. You see,

It is so beautiful and elegant, showing nobility and magnificence. If you are satisfied, I can take it out for you to try on." The clerk explained the clothing in our store diligently.

Shen Zhimo said displeased: "Don't you think putting a mink collar around a young girl's neck would look very old-fashioned? Sir, not everything can be sold casually."

The clerk blushed, stopped talking, and said no more.

Shen Zhimo was about to take out

The rich man came out to scare the other party. Suddenly he heard someone on the other side say with surprise and joy: "Oh, isn't this Mr. Saga?" He looked up and saw that she was a beautiful middle-aged woman in her thirties, dressed up with jewels and jewels.

There was a shining gem necklace around his neck, and he thought hard in secret: "I don't seem to recognize this inexplicable woman."

While he was in a daze, the middle-aged beauty swayed her waist. She walked over and said with a smile: "Mr. Saga, I know you don't know me, but I am your loyal admirer. No matter how beautiful you are,

Whether it’s the exquisite classical poems or the fascinating paintings, they all make me yearn for them deeply.”

Shen Zhimo had to stand up and shake hands with her politely: "Oh, may I ask who you are..."

"I met you at the Rose Hall banquet at the last palace celebration. Your style is extremely charming. I forgot to introduce myself, my slave Joanna Elona..." The middle-aged woman showed a trace of pride on her face, holding a hand-held skirt.

Ju squatted slightly and saluted: "My husband is defense commander Elona."

Shen Zhimo was taken aback and thought to himself: "I was about to catch you for gang rape, but I didn't expect you to show up." He nodded calmly and said, "Mrs. Elona, ​​I'm glad to meet you."

Joanna Elona has a first-class figure and appearance. Although she is middle-aged, she has lost weight. The charm between her eyebrows is extremely charming and sexy. No wonder the defense commander is so fascinated by her. It’s just that the makeup on her face is too thick and tacky.

The fake eyelashes, fake moles, and the pungent fragrance that hits your face cover up a lot of the brilliance.

"Mr. Saga, it's a great honor to see you here. You look more energetic than last time." Joanna's beautiful eyes flashed, staring closely at Shen Zhimo. Indeed, his calm and unhurried expression was so natural.

The magnanimity of a superior man, coupled with the perfect figure gained from long-term practice of internal strength, could make women fall in love with every move he made. Shen Zhimo just nodded reservedly, not thinking of any comprehensive strategy for the moment.

Joanna looked calm and said with a smile: "Mr. Saga, your classical poems are very beautiful. I must have good taste. Could you please refer to the style of clothing for me?" Her eyes fell on the weaver holding Saga's arm.

After the banquet at Mrs. Clifford's house, rumors spread, and many noble ladies knew about it.

Luo Tilin quickly behaved like a lady.

Shen Zhimo replied: "Thank you madam for the compliment."

Due to external rumors and various deliberately exaggerated influences, Joanna subconsciously realized that he was handsome, handsome, and much more handsome than her husband. The girl clung to him tightly, feeling a little jealous in her heart.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "But this young lady is so young, I wonder if she can handle daily affairs? She is so gorgeously dressed, she is even more dazzling than your master." It is implied that Tilin, who is weaving a bamboo basket, is taking the spotlight and not being taken seriously.

The servant's consciousness.

Zhiluo Tilin had lived in a feuding clan clan since she was a child, so how could she not hear her sarcastic and provocative intentions, but Saga was still around and it was difficult to stand out, so she smiled slightly and did not answer, looking even more graceful and generous.

Shen Zhimo said: "Girls, you should dress up nicely."

"Mr. Saga's words are of course correct, but since she is a servant, she must understand the difference between master and servant. I know the principal of the Noble Etiquette School, Mr. Bolton, so why don't I introduce you to get to know each other, so as to teach this ignorant person about etiquette?

The little girl." Joanna treated Rotiline as a slave in her words, and she thought she had pleased the most handsome classical poet in the legend, so she couldn't help but feel proud.

Shen Zhimo never expected that this woman would be so enthusiastic, and he already had some calculations in his mind, saying, "This... we'll talk about it later, what kind of clothes will Madam choose? I will serve Madam wholeheartedly."

Joanna only said a few words to win the poet's favor, which would later be used as bragging rights to other people at the banquet. She was very happy and stretched out her hand to hold his arm. She pushed Rotiline aside with a subtle force on her shoulder, and lightly passed a trace of her hand.

The look that was both contemptuous and proud turned to Shen Zhimo and turned into warmth. He lightly opened his lips and said, "Mr. Saga, I believe your vision must be extraordinary."

Zhi Luo Tilin was pushed to the side, her heels hit the edge of her skirt and almost tripped, looking at her brother with some aggrievement.

But Shen Zhimo had already walked into the inner room with the beautiful commander's wife.

Perhaps her brother had a special intention for suddenly showing kindness to this noble lady, the little girl speculated uneasily, and then she vaguely heard a voice coming from the inner room where guests try on clothes: "Oh, madam, with all due respect,

, your figure is really as graceful as a rose swaying in the wind." Joanna suppressed her excitement and said, "Really? I insist on eating only fruits and vegetables for every meal, and work hard to keep in shape, just because I long for someone like you, Mr. Saga.

People come to appreciate it.”

Zhiro Tilin lowered her head in frustration and thought to herself: "Brother, do you think I am not developed enough? That kind of woman is like an hourglass, what's so good about her?"

"Madam, your skin is as white as milk and as delicate as petals..." "Haha, Mr. Saga, you are really considerate. Can you provide advice on the color of this engraved underwear? I want to try it on in front of you.

Wear it again. You know, your opinion is much more accurate than those of so-called design experts.”

The words were very suggestive. The waiter in the clothing store waiting at the door was nervous and excited. His face turned red and he quietly pricked up his ears. Then his voice gradually became lower, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Half an hour later, the two of them came out of the fitting room. Zhi Luo Tilin observed carefully and saw that they looked as usual and were well-dressed. She found nothing suspicious, but she felt that something was very wrong.

Shen Zhimo and Joanna were laughing and talking, and they were a little more affectionate than before. Joanna picked out several sets of vulgar and gorgeous clothes and asked the waiter to pack them. Shen Zhimo said: "We don't want to meet you by chance. Since I met Madam here, it is considered a blessing."

A kind of fate. I wonder if Madam is interested in coming to my humble residence to discuss the merits of poetry and the techniques of ink painting? I would be very grateful if you would like to show your appreciation."

Joanna's heart trembled and she secretly shouted: "Oh my God, the perfect man Mrs. Clifford and the others talk about every day actually invited me to his home, oh no! What should I do? The monkeys will definitely be jealous of me and go crazy!"

"After weighing the situation, vanity naturally prevailed, and he smiled in a reserved manner: "It's an honor." He completely forgot how dangerous it is to go to a strange man's home alone.

She was afraid that her husband would find out about this "affair" which was similar to an affair, so she found an excuse to send away several servants and got into the taxi called by Shen Zhimo.

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Chapter completed!