Chapter 194 (1/2)
The next day——————
When Qin Lian woke up from her sleep, she still felt a strange sense of fullness under her body, and couldn't help but reach out her hand and touch down... The bad guy who bullied herself last night was still taking up a position and refused to leave...
”It's such a bad thing!” Qin Lian couldn't help but sipped, and moved her body gently, trying to get rid of someone's entanglement, but she moved, someone holding her slender waist could not help but tighten tightly, and then moved again After moving her body, she suddenly felt that something bad had penetrated deeper...
”Baby are you awake? Do you want to try morning exercise...”
”Wha, what is morning exercise? Husband...”
”I'll teach you... It's easy...” The window couch creaked again...
Zhou Ye didn't let the two women go until the sun went three poles...
A maid came in to help the two women dress up. Zhou Ye really wanted to enjoy the thrush. However, looking at the complicated bun of the Qing Dynasty, Zhou Ye made a decisive choice after breaking a dozen long hairs. give up.
Even Superman has something that he is not good at-Zhou Ye helplessly finds excuses for himself.
After washing up, the three of them came to the hall, and a maid had brought breakfast.I have to say that this is Qi Zhenzhuan who will be a man, and the maidservants of Yiying were all newly bought from Renyazi, and they were given to Zhou Ye along with their own house.
”Husband, you can try this Liu Ji fish skin, it's a well-known and time-honored brand here...” Qin Lian helped Zhou Ye pick up vegetables with a happy face. A woman, after getting nourishment and moisturizing, she is better than using cosmetics.
”Zhou Lang, you try this pork hand noodle...”
”Husband, you try this boat porridge!”
Two women, you are a husband, and I belong to Zhou Lang. It’s like feeding Zhou Ye as a pig, but Zhou Ye can’t stop eating. The two women are both kind. If you want to make up for him, it’s hard to get good intentions. Zhou Ye also I can only hold on to eat them all...
This breakfast really almost lasted Zhou Ye.Almost half of the table full of meals entered Zhou Ye's stomach...
But Zhou Ye had to admit that Guangzhou's morning tea really has many varieties...The taste is not bad. As a northerner who eats fried dough sticks, buns and tofu every day, Zhou Ye thinks the taste of Cantonese morning tea is very good.
Just as Zhou Ye sat on the chair with a contented look and drank the tea made by Qin Lian, suddenly a soldier came to report, ”Master, the admiral of the Guangdong Navy, Chang Kun, please see me. This is the gift list he gave to the master... …”
”Why did this guy come to see me?” Zhou Ye drank tea and curled his lips. He didn't know Chang Kun, but he knew the virtue of Chang Kun in the movie, and he knew what his son was.”No see, let him go!!”
”Yes!” Zhanbing agreed and walked out of the hall.
Zhanbing came to the door and unceremoniously threw the gift list in front of the father and son, and said coldly: ”My master doesn't want to see you, get out!”
”You...” Chang Kun's son, Chang Wei, saw his father being insulted by a small guard, and immediately wanted to rush forward to teach that guy, but his father stopped him.
”This is not a place to talk, let's go back!” Chang Kun said, taking his son's hand, turning his head and sitting on the sedan chair, and went back.
Chapter Two Hundred and Sixty Three
Adjust the time to last night——————————
The navy admiral Chang Kun was sitting in the garden stage at his home watching Cantonese opera. Today he invited the famous actor Bai Lianhua to his house. He was serving tea with his servants and watching the opera. When the rise of, he also hummed twice...
At this time, a rush of footsteps sounded, and Chang Kun frowned, but didn't say anything. He knew that at this moment, he was the only one who would dare to disturb his interest.
”father!”
Sure enough, it was his son who often ran back and forth. Chang Kun nodded, and then casually pointed at his side: ”Sit down and listen to the show with me!”
”Yes...” Chang Wei sat by his father's side obediently, leaned over Chang Kun's ear slightly and said, ”Father, I saw Wang An in Qi's house!”
”Which King An?” Chang Kun's eyes were on the famous horn, and he didn't pay attention to what his son said.