In this room, Li Si was quiet for a short while, and then couldn't bear it any longer. He came closer and asked, "Sir, what are you looking at?"

The long fingers with clear joints directly picked up a piece of tea cake given by the store and stuffed it into the wide mouth.

"Uh-huh!"

The pancake was choking and he had a hard time swallowing it. Li Si was just about to take a sip of water when he saw the person next to him suddenly rush out.

"grown ups--"

"Sir, twenty cents." The waiter quickly stretched out his arms to stop him, and cast a reproachful look at the same time.

"..." Damn it, why don't you remember it every time?

The convoy moved as fast as the wind.

In order to avoid alerting others, Duan Chuiwen did not blow the whistle and only left some signs along the way.

After the three carriages reached the outskirts of the city, they drove in different directions.

He landed lightly at the fork, bent his knees and observed for a moment, then flew towards the road with deeper wheel marks.

The navy blue small carriage was tightly covered with curtains and was as quiet as an empty car.

After a bump, the car body shook slightly.

The coachman was so focused on driving the carriage that he didn't pay much attention.

At this time, Duan Chuiwen had already gotten into the car.

He stepped on the wooden shaft with one foot and held the roof of the car with one hand, and saw a dark shadow through the gap in the thick cloth.

I have an idea in my mind.

He made a prompt decision and dived in with lightning speed. He first swept his legs, and then pressed forward like a mountain, suppressing the opponent fiercely under him.

He raised his hand, put his finger down, and tapped the dumb point.

The whole process was completed in one go, in the blink of an eye.

But after doing all this, Duan Chuiwen didn't feel excited, and his heart suddenly thumped.

No, he remembered... Zhao Qishui was a short and fat man.

However, this man's body was thin and slender, and the man's clothes felt soft and soft to the touch, as if he had no bones.

Unwilling to give up, he touched a few more times, frowned, stretched out his arms, and opened the curtains.

The sun shines in all of a sudden.

A pair of phoenix eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile appeared in his sight.

"..."

Thinking of what he had just done, Mr. Duan fell into rare silence.

In just a short moment, he seemed to have seen what a lively scene it would be in the morning tomorrow.

The princelings' attempts to impeach themselves may be twice as likely as usual.

Oh no, maybe twice as much.

"offend."

He whispered and raised his hand to untie the other person's acupuncture points.

Just as he raised his arms and prepared to step aside, the person beneath him suddenly turned around like a loach and threw him to the floor.

Xia Houzhi was sitting on top, with a pair of slender straight legs under her brocade robe tightly hooked around Duan Chuiwen's waist, one hand on his shoulder blade, and the other lingering on his neck.

The young man's fingers were even and slender, and the jade ring between his fingers glowed with an emerald green light, mixed with wisps of red, like the color dyed by blood, adding a bit of femininity and cruelty to it.

Duan Chuiwen remained calm on his face, but his mind had already turned over a thousand times.

However, what the other party did next seriously exceeded his expectations.

The green fingertips were seen reaching around the Adam's apple and reaching down. His right palm was placed on the solid chest. After kneading it twice, the corners of Yin Hong's lips raised a frivolous and evil smile.

"Master Shaoqing's chest muscles are so strong and strong. I wonder how you usually train them?"

Duan Chuiwen's face darkened, and he reluctantly suppressed the urge to break off the opponent's fingers. Facing the teasing eyes, he said in a deep voice: "This official likes to study boxing skills on weekdays and keeps a little secret. If His Royal Highness is interested, you can do it someday."
Chapter completed!