The man was stunned for a moment—

It's midnight, I have to prepare a gift to the woman.

Alas, it’s also very pitiful to be the leader of the clan.

However, the mouth should still be on the bottom.

"Yes, I don't know when you want it, the patriarch?"

"Now, right now!"

“…”

The subordinates understood and soon, they sent silk and satin and a box of gold and silver jewelry.

Zhao Ziming's eyes narrowed in an instant: "What is this?"

The subordinate blinked: "This...is this what you want from the patriarch?"

What's wrong?

He did something wrong!?

That's right!

"Which wife's room you...hadn't you always prepare such gifts for a while?"

Zhao Ziming's wives favored concubines, and anyone who is angry, Zhao Ziming has such a trick to coax people.

After a long time, I don’t need to mention it, my subordinates already know.

Who knew that Zhao Ziming suddenly waved his hand: "Silly thing, such a vulgar thing will just deceive your wife, as for other women..."

If he guessed correctly, the big maid next to Zhao Qin could not be bought with these vulgar gold and silver jewelry!

"Get the double-ring white jade pendant I got at last year's birthday party!"

What kind of woman you have to use to treat, so that you can appear, and you are thinking about it!

For women, sometimes, what she is concerned about is not the gift itself, but whether you, as a person, have you thought about her!

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Ziming's lips-

As he is now, he only puts his thoughts on those women.

Needless to say, I must dare to touch that maid.

Soon, his subordinates brought the things and Zhao Ziming had already packed them up.

Instead of taking his entourage, he walked to the villa where Zhao Qin lived alone.

Zhao Qin's residence and Zhao Ziming's residence are like two ancestral halls, old and new, and are completely unrelated places.

Using the excuse of being in poor health, Zhao Qin lived near Baohe Temple.

There is closer to the mountains, the air is fresh, but it is colder at night.

Zhao Ziming wrapped his clothes tightly, glanced at the address on the note in his hand, and knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

"Peng..."

The gate of the courtyard opened in response to the sound.

Not locked.

He raised his eyebrows lightly.

At midnight, the gate of the courtyard was not locked.

Is there a visitor or—

Waiting for the arrival of some people!

A girl's residence is not closed at night.

As a man, his consciousness naturally lets himself go, yy                                                        

"It's interesting..."

But I don’t know if this erotic scene is left for that Zhao Qin or for another man!

He opened the door and entered with an ambiguous feeling.

"Miss Yu'er?"

In the courtyard, lanterns sway.

Under the light and shadow, a charming figure sat facing away from her back.

When she heard the movement, she did not look back, but continued to do her own thing.

Zhao Ziming narrowed his eyes and looked around subconsciously—

It seems that this beauty has guests.

However, looking around, I saw no people or heard any other movements.

Just wondering—

"Captain Zhao, what are you doing? Are you going to pass the door and fail to enter, and you will still go to the wrong door?"

With slightly lowered eyes, Ling Luoyu turned around gracefully, and a ripples flashed in his eyes.

The beauty of the stunning glance instantly touched Zhao Ziming's heart.

--What a nice view!

It’s not that Zhao Ziming has insufficient concentration.

This look can’t be withstood by any man!
Chapter completed!