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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixtieth Nine: The Sleeping Storm

Zhan Cangqiong gave Mei Bai'er a task, which made it a bit mysterious. He did not say it in public, but called him to the back hall and whispered a few words.

Tang Jiaren was guarding the door and complained: Since she didn't want to be known to everyone, why didn't she say it all in private? She had to get a quote from the hall to attract attention, and it was not so sensible.

Mei Bai'er walked out of Zhan Cangqiong's room, looked at Tang Jiaren who was guarding the door, approached her, and whispered sarcastically: "How can I serve you with love for a long time?"

Tang Jiaren smiled with a romantic look and replied: "It's better to be more comfortable than to go out to fight when you receive a task, and your life and death are unknown."

This time, Meibai'er was not angry and angry, but showed an unspeakable smile and said, "I'm fighting, but the master of the hall is looking forward to it. But you have to be careful everywhere in this backyard. Oh, by the way, don't go to the forbidden area in the back mountain, be careful not to protect your head."

Tang Jiaren narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I'm not that strong in curiosity, as long as the palace master has more favors."

Meibai'er snorted coldly and turned around and left.

Tang Jiaren looked thoughtful, not knowing what task Zhan Cangkong would hand over to Mei Bai'er. And she had to speed up. When Zhan Cangkong recovered as usual, she would not be allowed to press her onto the bed immediately. She was here to take revenge, not to warm the bed.

Fortunately, in order to cheat her, Meibaier provided a secret worth her to find out. People are curious and say no, they are cheating.

Tang Jiaren was thinking about when she would go to the back mountain to find out, and Zhan Cangqiong called for someone to serve.

Tang Jiaren walked into the room and saw Zhan Cangqiong standing in front of the window, looking at the red glow outside the window. He was flowing with indescribable emotions, like sadness, like longing, like regret and pain...

He asked, "Do you want to kill me?"

Tang Jiaren's breathing was suffocated, and she was shocked, but she was calm and calm. Her legs became weak and she was about to kneel to the ground.

Zhan Cangkong looked at Tang Jiaren and said in a suppressed anger: "Why is your knees so worthless?! You should stand up straight and sarcastically mock me! Glare at me!"

It was very subtle. Zhan Cangqiong was angry, but Tang Jiaren felt relieved. He had always doubted her, but still couldn't recognize her. After all, these two subtle changes, coupled with some changes in body, were combined with her perfect performance, and it was difficult to confirm.

Tang Jiaren smiled flatteringly and said, "I... I thanked the palace master, I remember."

A trace of disgust flashed through Zhan Cangqiong's eyes. He raised his hand, closed the window with a bang, picked up a pot of wine, and walked towards the big bed.

Tang Jiaren looked at Zhan Cangqiong leisurely, without any shyness in her eyes.

Zhan Cangqiong turned his head and looked at Tang Jiaren.

Tang Jiaren immediately showed an obsessive expression.

Zhan Cangqiong said: "Come here to serve."

Tang Jiaren secretly smacked her tongue and whispered: What a beast, she recovered quickly enough.

She walked towards Zhan Cangqiong and shouted in a coquettish voice: "Palace Master..." As soon as she spoke, she almost disgusted herself.

However, men and women are really different. Looking at Zhan Cangkong, he seemed to like this kind of stingy cry. He held the beauty's waist with one hand and let her press her against her desires.

Tang Jiaren looked like she wanted to refuse but still welcomed her, and twisted her body and said, "Princess Master, I have thought about it. I love the Palace Master, so I should share my worries for the Palace Master. I can't beat others, and I can't plot against others. It's okay to ask for information."

Zhan Cangqiong looked at Tang Jiaren with his eyes down, and asked in a low and dumb voice: "Do you want to go to Hongtang?" That is the place where all kinds of information are concentrated. If you write carefully, you will definitely like it.

Tang Jiaren smiled and said, "It's okay to learn something like an institution. Then Zitang is also a good place."

When Zhan Cangkong felt uncomfortable when he thought of He Zilang's little white face, he immediately said, "Since that's the case, you can go to Hongtang tomorrow." He opened his hand and signaled Tang Jiaren to take off his robe.

Tang Jiaren took off and said, "Parent Master, I'm going to Hongtang like this, okay?"

Zhan Cangqiong asked: "What's wrong with it?"

Tang Jiaren asked, "What is the name of slaves?"

Zhan Cangqiong looked at Tang Jiaren again and said to himself: He is very ambitious. He asked: "What name do you want to do?"

Tang Jiaren's subordinates kept retreating from Zhan Cangqiong's robe and frowned: "I am most afraid of others being fierce. Others being fierce, so I will cry. When I cry, the palace master must feel distressed. Alas..."

Zhan Cangkong felt that the corners of his mouth were about to cramp again, so he pursed his lips and held back.

Tang Jiaren took off Zhan Cangqiong's underwear and said, "The palace master is so loving to me, but I am afraid of embarrassing the palace master. I am not capable, and I am not like Master Bai, who came to Zhan Demon Palace shortly after I came to Zhan Cangqiong." He looked at Zhan Cangqiong like silk and said, "I am jealous."

Zhan Cangkong knew that Hua Gu was asking for something from him, but the peerless beauty's seven-point charm and three-point charm were like the best charm - medicine, floating into his flesh and blood, playing a role.

His eyes sank, and he raised his head and poured wine into the pot.

Tang Jiaren frowned slightly, but she still pulled off Zhan Cangqiong's underwear and took him off to the point where he was left with only the white cloth strap wrapped around his buttocks.

Zhan Cangkong had never met such a fierce person. He choked into his throat with a sip of wine, coughing heart-wrenchingly.

Tang Jiaren immediately patted him on the back and pretended to be nervous: "Master Palace Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Cangqiong pushed Tang Jiaren's hand away, stepped on her underwear, looked at Tang Jiaren with an aggressive look, threw the wine pot casually, and asked, "Do you want to be the master of the hall?"

Tang Jiaren narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Parent Master, you have eight halls in total, and this crab has only eight legs. Only nine can be called the supreme. I am willing to make up the number and open the ninth hall. Others are colorful. What about the hall called Huatang? Huagu, Huatang, is very interesting."

Zhan Cangqiong pinched Tang Jiaren's chin and said gloomyly: "I'm not too brave."

Tang Jiaren smiled back and said, "You spoiled it."

Zhan Cangqiong approached Tang Jiaren's lips and mocked: "Huatang? Is the flower hall that I favored?"

Tang Jiaren smiled shamelessly and said, "If the palace master has this habit, I am willing to collect beauties for the palace master and respect the palace master." Then he frowned, "But I will be jealous."

Zhan Cangkong felt increasingly dissatisfied. He just thought Hua Gu was a thing, both greedy and artificial, and was useless except for having a good appearance. For such a woman, it was only enough for him to use it to relieve fire.

Zhan Cangkong stretched out his hand and pressed Tang Jiaren's head directly, asking her to serve her.

The man's breath of sweating came to his face, but the small battle in front of him was still dormant.
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