Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 247 Chitose is a bit ruthless [14]

  An Ze was about to continue speaking, but when he met Shen Wanqing’s eyes, he suddenly felt that it was a bit difficult to say this.

   is a little bit shy, what's the matter? !

   "It's... it's..." An Ze twisted, "It's an intercourse... He is a nine-thousand-year-old eunuch, and even if his skin looks good again, he is not a normal man!"

  An Ze glanced at Shen Wanqing cautiously, "Could it be possible that you have to use force?"

  Shen Wanqing paused, and the movement of chewing melon seeds in his hand also stopped.

  An Ze blinked, looking at Shen Wanqing with an innocent look.

  Shen Wanqing vomited the melon seed shell in his mouth, "An Ze, An Xiaohou, I really sigh all the time, it is a waste of your face to grow on your face."

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For more than half a month after   , Shen Wanqing used the method of giving gifts and sending love letters, intending to conquer Sihu’s heart bit by bit.

  The people in the capital were shocked when they heard that Shen Wanqing sent a large box of gifts to the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion on the first day.

  The five princesses are really not afraid of death! How dare you to show courtesy in front of the nine thousand-year-olds!

  Don’t even think about it, is this nine-thousand-year-old person so easy to win?

  Quan pours into the wild, iron-blooded wrists, a little angry and corpses a million, that's no joke.

  Nine thousand years old Fuchu.

  "Knock—"Knock on the door.

   "Come in." The man's indifferent voice came from inside the door.

  The guard pushed the door open, he came in and saw the dark purple figure leaning there quietly, the outline of the side face outlined in a picture, and the eyebrows were like willows.

  His eyebrows are a bit dark, and his eyes are dark, like a clear ink painting.

  Long eyelashes are hanging lightly, and the dark purple pupils look indifferently at the book in his hand, with indifferent eyes.

  He turned a page of the book, his feather eyelashes drooped slightly, and a little trembling, and the dark purple pupils were smeared with an evil dark color, which seemed to be able to swallow people.

  The guards met those evil eyes, startled, and immediately lowered their heads.

  Si Shu coldly put down the scroll in his hand, his voice was flat, "What's the matter?"

   "In return to the adults, the fifth...the fifth princess..." The guard hesitated, and Si Jun glanced at him, and the guard immediately lowered his head and said: "Fifth princess, she gave another box of presents."

  Silu's eyebrows filled with exhaustion, he rubbed his eyebrows, "Let's put it aside."

   "Yes." The guard paused again, and said: "The fifth princess also sent a letter, do you want to read it?"

Si Jin paused, tapping the table with his fingertips coldly, "Put it on the table."

"Yes."

  The guard handed the letter to Si Hu and then pushed the door out.

  White fingertips picked up the letter on the table and turned the envelope around. Looking at the remarks on the envelope, the nine-thousand-year-old fingertips suddenly stopped.

  —— Qingqing's darling, Ajin Qingqi.

  Nine thousand-year-old indifferent eyebrows couldn't help but frow, the thin lips were lightly hooked, and the lazy and stunning arc passed by, a rare smile.

  Open the envelope in no hurry, and the finger bones of the fingers holding the envelope are crystal clear and white, with bright white matte. The bones of the metacarpal bones are slender, connected to the wrist bones, and the lines are smooth, matching the pale paper, and are extremely beautiful.

  Si Shu looked at the entire letter with a calm look, and then put the letter into the envelope with a cold expression.

  The whole article is all numb poetry sentences without exception.

  He dropped his long eyelashes indifferently, tilted his head slightly, hooked his fingertips, and opened the drawer at the bottom left.

  The cold-faced Nine Thousand-year-old picked up the envelope and put it in the drawer at the bottom left.

  The drawer is full of thick stacks of envelopes.

  (End of this chapter)