Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 276 Chitose is a bit ruthless [43]

  Anze went to wash his face, then turned around and came back.

  "Where are the chicken wings?" Anze wiped his face dry, and asked, looking at the chicken wing bones on the table.

  Shen Wanqing stretched out, lazily, "Is it on the table, didn’t you look at it?"

  She glanced, full of contempt and disgust.

   Anze:? ? ?

  He pointed to the pair of chicken bones, "This?"

   "Hmm." She nestled in the rocking chair, humming comfortably with her eyes closed.

An Ze was a little bit heartbroken at the moment. He clutched his chest and said woundedly: "Hey, Xiao Qingqing, you really disappoint me. You don't even keep a chicken wing for me. We are still not brothers! ?"

   "Chest, brother?"

  Shen Wanqing, who was resting on the rocking chair with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and saw that she raised her eyes to look at Anze thoughtfully.

  An Xiaohouye felt that he was being stared at by Shen Wanqing at this moment, a bit like a piglet about to be slaughtered.

  An·Little Piggy·Ze hugged himself, "Xiao Qingqing, what are you looking at!"

  Shen·Butcher·Late Qing sighed, "You have no chest, and I have no brother."

  An Ze stunned:? ? ?

  It took two seconds to understand what Shen Wanqing was talking about.

   "You have a chest, and I have a younger brother." An Ze pointed angrily at Shen Wanqing's chest.

  Shen Wanqing on the rocking chair saw this, her cold phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, looking at the finger pointing to her chest.

   The eyes are unusually cold and dangerous, cold.

   Perceiving that cool gaze, the finger that Anze stretched out was rather uncomfortable, and he subconsciously hooked it.

  In an instant, his eyes became colder.

  An counseled Bao Lima to retract his finger, point to his little brother, and tremblingly said: "Um...I, I, I have a younger brother."

  Looking at Anze's immediately withered Yazi, the corners of Shen Wanqing's lips raised in disgust.

After   , Anze took a few mouthfuls of milk cake, and after drinking a sip of tea, he licked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, and finally remembered the ultimate goal of finding Shen Wanqing.

   "Hey eh eh, I heard that Hualou has an oiran election meeting today!" Anze's big eyes flickered, eagerly said: "Are you interested in taking a look with me?"

"Not interested in."

   "Just look, and don't do anything!" An Ze raised his eyebrows, full of encouragement.

   "Don't go."

  "Really not going?" An Ze raised his eyebrows and asked maliciously.

  Shen Wanqing hit Hatch, “Don’t go. There are a bunch of men judging what is better about women.”

  "Hey, we went to a flower house, not a brothel. Who said that the oiran elected a woman?"

  Shen Wanqing, lying on the rocking chair, lazily raised her eyebrows, then sneered and said, "So what."

  "This flower house is not the other flower house. This flower house is the one where Liu Cenxi lives." Anze said mysteriously.

  Shen Wanqing lazily raised his eyes, "Liu Cenxi? Isn't he the top card of Hualou? What else is going to be elected?"

"Who knows this." Anze shrugged, and suddenly said thief: "But this time I heard about the election of Hualou oiran. The last oiran who stayed will be able to share with the guest who gave the most flowers tonight. Go for a night of spring~night."

  An Ze stretched out his hand to push her, and said unkindly: "Really not going? Although I know that you only have the horrible nine-thousand-year-old in your heart now, let's go and see the excitement!"

"I heard that many of the younger brothers in the capital have gone, and it seems that they are all going for Liu Cenxi! You... don't you want to know who Liu Cenxi will end up with?" An Ze added, delusional and faltering. The military spirit of the late Qing Dynasty.

  (End of this chapter)