Chapter 319: It’s better to be imprisoned for a lifetime (thank you Hong Se for the reward of three thousand yuan, Shiba loves you)

Author: Gu Jia Shiba

Chapter 319: It’s better to be imprisoned for a lifetime (thank you Hong Se for the reward of three thousand yuan, Shiba loves you)

Shen Zhen got angry when he saw her like that.

He finally understood.

As long as she wants it, she will use all kinds of means to get it, and she will use tricks to make people jump in voluntarily, even if they want to refuse.

However, it took a lot of effort for him.

Shen Zhen's face was cold, but his heart was very happy.

Since the Shen family doesn't need him, he will naturally stay in Yucheng.

"Hey, why is this painting here with you?"

Qiao Yu bent over to pick up the mobile phone and glanced at the scroll at the back.

Wasn’t this picture of prosperity under heaven taken away?

"I gave it to you." Shen Zhen said, "It's the owner's wish."

"!!!" Qiao Yu was confused: "You didn't say this was painted by me?"

Shen Zhen suddenly felt embarrassed.

He can't say that he cheated his family just to help outsiders.

If you want to let someone know, you will not easily manipulate them in the future?

"How do I know it was you who drew it? Just take it if I give it to you."

"How many shots did you take?"

"Twenty million."

hiss--

Qiao Yu took a breath.

Twenty million!

"Well, your Shen family is too rich, right? Do you have any contact information? I will go and thank you personally."

"Who said you don't care about the Shen family?"

"Who said that? Is there anyone? Who is it?"

Qiao Yu's face didn't turn red, her heart didn't beat, and she looked innocent.

The night breeze is cool and gentle.

Qiao Yu stood in front of the door and stopped.

He hesitated slightly with a slightly drunk face, and finally pressed the fingerprint lock.

The door opened and there was the smell of tea.

Around the Qingming Festival, it is the tea picking season in Nanshan Yunwu.

This new tea has a strong and long-lasting fragrance. It is roasted from mountains, rivers and small springs, making it even more mellow and sweet.

She stepped into the house.

It was pitch black.

The moonlight shines through the window, and you can see a peach blossom in front of the tea table.

There is tea under the flowers, and a piano beside the tea.

Qiao Yu gently strummed the strings and smiled.

It's quite leisurely and elegant.

The tired feeling of alcohol soothed me a lot.

There was silence everywhere, Qiao Yu slowly walked into the bedroom and looked at the person sleeping on the bed.

She has black hair hanging down and a jade-like face, lying on her side lazily on the bed.

If you get closer, you can still see the thin neck exposed under the silk shirt, and further down, the white collarbone, and further down.

Qiao Yu put the quilt over his head and covered him tightly.

Then she slid onto the bed, put her arms around his waist through the quilt.

Mu Wanzhi was about to be strangled to death.

In the dream, I was sweating profusely, as if I was being pinned down by a beast, with its claws wrapped around my waist, unable to move.

Waist. Back pain

The waist is about to be broken

He opened his eyes suddenly, everything was dark, and he could only smell the smell of alcohol.

There were also deep and shallow breathing, and someone's paws around the waist.

Mu Wanzhi suddenly woke up.

I peeled off the quilt and felt a cool breeze blowing on my face. It was finally not that hot anymore.

He moved, saw a furry head on the quilt, and smiled softly.

"Yu'er, get up."

Her voice was hoarse when she just woke up. He poked her with his fingertips. When there was no response, he opened her claws again.

The paw slapped his hand away with a crisp sound.

Mu Wanzhi's eyes suddenly became indulgent, and he could only coax him.

"My teacher's waist is about to break."

"A handful of old bones can't stand the torment."

The claws loosened up a bit.

Mu Wanzhi quietly rubbed his waist.

"It's cold at night. Keep it cold carefully. I'll make Yu'er's bed for you and have a good rest early."

No one moved.

Mu Wanzhi knew that this was unsatisfactory.

He added:

"Are you hungry? Why don't you order takeout for your teacher?"

Qiao Yu's breathing was short.

Mu Wanzhi: "!!!"

Be angry!

"Then why don't you take a nap as a teacher for a while?"

His head arched, he reluctantly got into the quilt, and then covered his head.

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Mu Wanzhi felt bitter.

The disciple who has been brought up since childhood has a very bad sleeping state!

If there is someone around, he will kick a few times at night, and he will not be happy without a set of punches.

When I was young, I heard that other families would tell stories on the bed to lull them to sleep.

Mu Wanzhi is a master and a father, so naturally he won't treat her poorly.

When he stayed overnight in the mountains for the first time, Mu Wanzhi wanted to strengthen the relationship between master and disciple.

The results of it.

When Muwan woke up from his sleep, his bones were all broken.

Qiao Yu is a person who knows the taste of food. Every time he sleeps on the mountain during heavy rain, his eyes will express his eagerness!

Later, as they grew up and wanted to avoid suspicion, the two of them stopped sleeping together.

But unfortunately, after two years of Ansheng, Qiao Yu made a big mistake.

Mu Wanzhi used the dragon bone whip and was almost beaten to death. As a disciple, Qiao Yu was by his side, so naturally he had to wait at night.

During that period, it was simply Mu Wanzhi’s nightmare!

The injury hasn't healed yet, it hurts so much that I can't sleep peacefully at night.

Now that Qiao Yu is crawling under the covers, wouldn't he be like a sheep in a tiger's mouth?
To be continued...