Zhao Jia kicked open the door of the back room with her feet and stepped inside holding Li Wu who was as limp as a bone.
The room was pitch dark, with no candles lit.
Zhao Jia relied on his body's memory to put Li Wu on the bed. He did not pounce on him in a hurry. Instead, he stood up patiently, walked to the table, and turned on the wick. He had been a boy who was afraid of the dark since he was a child, so he did this
I don’t like to do anything in the dark.
He longs for light!
As the candles were lit one by one, clusters of bright flames burned, and the bright light dispelled the darkness in the room.
Zhao Jia turned around and looked at the bed. On the soft couch, Li Wu curled up slightly, lying on her side facing him. Her long, close-fitting skirt outlined the figure of a mature woman in an extremely alluring way.
Zhao Jia looked from bottom to top with an appreciative gaze.
The first thing that caught his eye was a pair of jade feet that he was very familiar with. The feet were graceful and round, and the toes were slender and delicate. They were exquisite and exquisite, just like a top-quality jade article, which made people want to hold it in the palm of their hands and play with it.
Going up is the well-proportioned leg curve.
Li Wu's figure is tall and slender, and her legs are naturally long and slender.
There is an attractive peach at the top, which is suddenly restrained, and the slender waist can only be grasped.
It's convex and graceful... Zhao Jia praised it in his heart, and then looked past the bulge in front of him and fell on that charming face.
Li Wu's neat sideburns were a little messy because of Zhao Jia's previous play. The strands of hair fell on her cheeks wantonly. She seemed very nervous, her beautiful eyes were half-squinted, as if there was mist around her, her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing lightly.
It felt like it was deprived of oxygen.
Her slightly red face showed what she had experienced before.
How can you not feel anything when your feet and legs are being played with indiscriminately?
Killers are also human beings, and they are affected by external factors.
I don't have enough stamina... Zhao Jia was a little surprised when he saw this scene. Before he exerted any force, Li Wu seemed to be a little exhausted. Although it was funny, he also sat on the edge of the bed and gently raised his hand to hug her.
Remove the hair from Wu's cheek, tuck it behind her ear, and then gently caress her cheek with the palm of her hand.
Li Wu's delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jia pleadingly: "Master, please don't bully me~"
"When did I bully you? If you talk nonsense, you will be beaten."
Zhao Jia looked at Li Wu's beauty, chuckled lightly, raised his hand and breathed on Li Wu's peach.
Very hard.
Li Wu frowned in pain and looked at Zhao Jia aggrievedly.
"Does it hurt? Don't talk nonsense after you know it hurts."
After Zhao Jia finished speaking, he rubbed Li Wu's butt.
Li Wu pursed her lips. She wondered if the other party was deliberately torturing her. Come if you wanted to, or at worst, you would be bitten by a dog. Ever since she entered Jun Chengyu's mansion in Chang'an, she had already had a realization in her heart.
But what kind of trouble is Zhao Jia doing?
It felt like he was deliberately toying with her. She was neither up nor down, but she couldn't resist and could only cooperate with the other party. It was really uncomfortable.
"Get up and help me undress."
Zhao Jia kneaded for a while, then slowly stood up, opened his arms, looked down at Li Wu, and said softly.
As a young master of the Zhao Kingdom, how could he do it himself?
This damn class status is really addictive.
Li Wu pursed her lips, and stood up from her knees, pretending to be struggling, and stretched out her hand to help Zhao Jia take off her outer robe. But when her hand touched Zhao Jia's lower abdomen, her eyes inevitably showed some nervousness, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her mind.
Zhao Jia's previous remarks were heard, and he felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
She didn't know if Zhao Jialai would come true later, whether she would obey or not.
She was a professional at playing the flute, but it was her first time to play the flute, and she was afraid that she would not be able to play well.
"Why, are you scared?"
Zhao Jia held Li Wu's soft little hand, her red phoenix eyes drooped slightly, and asked.
Because he knew the identity of Li Wu's killer, Zhao Jia couldn't tell for a while whether Li Wu was acting or if it was real. This feeling was quite interesting and full of novelty.
Li Wu didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so she could only close her eyes and wait for Zhao Jia's bullying.
Zhao Jiaqi stepped forward, but a pair of soft palms pressed against Zhao Jia's chest again. At the same time, he thought of Li Wu's voice: "No~"
This voice was so complicated, mixed with timidity, anxiety and a hint of pleading.
A pair of eyes opened and stared at Zhao Jia closely, as if she wanted to remember this face. After all, she could not remain indifferent.
Zhao Jia paused for a moment, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will be with you in the future~"
There was struggle in Li Wu's eyes, and her body instinctively wanted to resist, but soon her palms softened, because she knew very well the consequences of resisting. Luowang would not allow people like her to exist, and killers who could not complete their tasks.
Even a top-level killer would throw it away without hesitation.
Killers don't need to have feelings, let alone think about right and wrong. They just need to complete the task at all costs. This is the meaning of their existence.
Interesting... The smile on the corner of Zhao Jia's mouth became even stronger.
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The sound of the flute was melodious, but the nightingale's call was even more charming, making the night even more charming.
Time sometimes passes very quickly, especially when a man and a woman are alone in the same room. It is like quicksand between your fingers. No matter how hard you apply force, it can always slip out through the cracks.
After a storm, Zhao Jia had no intention of sleeping. He looked at the ceiling intently, thinking about a question: Is this the first shot to launch a different world?
After thinking for a moment, he looked at the woman in his arms with tears in her eyes. Perhaps she was tortured too hard, and the blush on her pretty face remained for a long time.
This is also because he is too aggressive.
Young people are full of energy.
Zhao Jia, who was extremely calm after the incident, suddenly thought of a question, that is, who is the person behind Li Wu? Can he take Li Wu for his own use? Rather than having fun all night, he still prefers to have fun day in and day out.
This is another advantage of Zhao Jia, nostalgic feelings.
Besides, Li Wu's body is very clean and tonight is her first time.
Zhao Jia couldn't just watch her continue her career as a killer, right?
As we all know.
There is no future in the profession of killer. Either you will be killed by others or you will be killed by your own people. The future is dark.
These days, it depends on power.
It seems that I only have one way to go now... Zhao Jia thought for a while and found that if he wanted to get ahead in Qin, there was only one way to go. This way might be risky, and one might even die miserably if not done well, but
Its rate of return is really high, so high that he can reach the sky in one step.
As for joining Ying Zheng, Ying Zheng has not yet taken power. If he dances too happily, he might be targeted by Lu Buwei. In addition, the benefits are too low, so he has to endure it slowly.
Lu Buwei is too old and has only a few more years to live.
What Zhao Jia needs now is substantive power. He doesn't want to stay here all his life and have his destiny controlled by others.
At this moment, the words of the Six-fingered Black Man once again appeared in his mind: