Naturally, there are some people in this way among the people in the world.
They know its purpose well.
Therefore, while my heart was burning, I also looked at the stunning figure on the second floor, thinking that such a beauty also loved this thing deeply.
That's really...
I wish I could kneel down on the ground and worship.
There were more people who didn't know how to play, and stood watching from a distance with doubts on their faces.
Because Zhao Xiaole had no intention of continuing to embarrass them.
They were not in a hurry to leave.
Instead, I wonder what will happen next?
Not long after, Zhao Xiaole waved.
The turtle man had to force himself up and walked over with duck steps and a sad face.
Just now, when Zhao Xiaole was at a disadvantage, he was always there to cheer him up.
Now, Zhao Xiaole has to settle the score just now, how can he not be afraid?
When Mr. Turtle came over, he was almost crying, "Congratulations... Congratulations, sir, I can have a clear drink with Miss Ruyue tonight..."
"Little...little man, I'm here to congratulate you..."
I knew Zhao Xiaole had such martial arts skills.
He said nothing and didn't dare to make any small moves in front of the other party.
Not to mention how regretful Mr. Turtle felt.
I wish I could chop my own face off.
Of course, as long as Zhao Xiaole gave the signal, he would slap himself in the face immediately.
If the owner of Honghua House comes, he naturally does not need to be so aggrieved, but who makes the dragon disappear and never appear?
The turtle man could only swallow the bitter fruit he had sown with tears in his eyes.
A gentleman's revenge is never too late.
There is no need to offend the other party now.
Zhao Xiaole ignored his congratulations, but slowly picked up the whip on the tray and asked:
"Do you know... the function of this thing?"
He was asking about the girl next to him.
Some girls immediately acted shy and said, "I play with you all the time. If you like it, I can play with you."
"However, the young master must take pity on the slave family."
As soon as the woman's voice came out, some people who didn't know about it immediately understood what was going on.
Be honest, this is not serious stuff.
I'm afraid it's just some fun in the boudoir again.
The women around Zhao Xiaole kept teasing Lasang, hoping that Zhao Xiaole could enter their boudoir tonight.
During the fight with each other, the usage of this item was naturally revealed to everyone unintentionally.
After everyone heard this, they couldn't help but secretly envy Zhao Xiaole.
It is good to have money and talent.
The woman is leaning against you.
It's not like them. Although the women also greet each other with smiles, everyone knows that it's just a show.
What does it mean to be a couple after spending one night together?
The competition is becoming increasingly fierce.
Suddenly a clear and pleasant voice came from the second floor, "The slave family is also good at this, and can serve the young master!"
As soon as this voice came out.
It undoubtedly set off a storm in everyone's mind.
But the hall was surprisingly calm.
Everyone looked at the location on the second floor with incredible eyes. If the sound had just been made, if they heard it correctly.
It's just like the moon.
When she sensed everyone's gazes, she seemed to immediately notice something was wrong, and changed her words: "The slave family has been fine recently, and I have also learned some important techniques. Since the young master understands, why don't you go and discuss it?"
Ruyue's words seemed to be defending herself.
But what she didn't know was that these words set off another wave of turmoil in everyone's hearts.
It's not like it was just now.
Everyone knows the purpose of this thing.
And Ruyue was the one who took out this thing, so her thoughts are self-evident.
But who is Ruyue?
She is the goddess in everyone’s eyes!
How can it be?
How can it be?
Allow her to be treated like this?
Also, everyone wanted to see her, but they couldn't. Why would they do this to a playboy like Zhao Xiaole?
Are you willing to take the initiative to do this?
Could it be said that this is the so-called cash ability?
Or, in other words, is it really that there is such a great charm based on hundreds of millions of people?
No noise, no dissatisfaction, no shouting!
Many people who came here to gain fame suddenly felt like their chests had been hit by a heavy hammer, and they fell to the ground, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
There were even more dissolute literati who laughed and left in despair.
Zhao Xiaole also saw everyone's various behaviors. He didn't say anything, and looked at it coldly, after thinking for a while.
Then he hit the banknotes on the table with his leather whip and said to the woman next to him: "Take the money and divide it!"
"Tonight, I will serve this person well!"
The girls hesitated for a while, and at Duke Gui's signal, they walked up and took the money. Then, they all walked to Duke Gui's side.
The turtle princess moved to lie down on the table.
The girls brought props, stripped off Mr. Turtle's clothes, tied his hands and feet, gagged his mouth, and then began to beat and drip wax around him.
In front of the public, Gui Gong really has no face at all, he has obviously embarrassed everyone.
But he still had to pretend to enjoy it.
Many people in the world who had not yet left stayed to admire this scene. Today, Honghua Tower has encountered a serious problem.
You can only consider yourself unlucky.
And those girls, who usually succumbed to the King Turtle's lustful power, turned over and became the masters today.
Under Zhao Xiaole's order, they were not allowed to be lenient at all.
Just beat him hard.
After a while, Mr. Turtle was really in pain and happy.
At the same time, he had to keep showing a flattering expression to Zhao Xiaole.
The aggrieved feeling in my heart was really unbearable.
As for Zhao Xiaole, he disappeared from where he was.
All that was left in the hall was the whine of the Turtle, and the ridicule and laughter of the guests.
No one thought that Mr. Turtle, who had been domineering in Honghua Mansion for so long, would have such a shameful day.
…………
Zhao Xiaole came to the room on the second floor.
The room is very spacious.
Magnificent.
The floor is covered with thick carpets, which feel as soft and comfortable as stepping on cotton.
Although it's not the coldest time yet.
But the heater has already been turned on in the room.
If you stay in it for a long time, you will sweat. Not only can women wear thin clothes, but men can also get rid of their restraints and go into battle easily.
Zhao Xiaole looked at it while walking.
He walked along the soft carpet to the table, lifted up his clothes, sat down, and waited leisurely.
Sure enough, the gauze tent swayed for a while.
The few maids behind retreated, and then, a beautiful figure walked out of the gauze tent, took two steps forward, knelt down and saluted Zhao Xiaole:
"Slave Ruyue has met the Lord."
Zhao Xiaole then turned his gaze and looked at the familiar stunning face and plump figure.
Zhao Xiaole did not move, but said calmly: "Would I call you Qiuyue or Ruyue now?"
It turned out that the Ruyue in front of me was the Qiuyue of Fengyue Tower in the capital, who had guarded the secret passage to the West Factory for Zhao Xiaole.
But what I didn't expect was that she was actually the Queen's secret agent.
