An An Anjing stayed in the "Yuting" town for a while. After all the emotions in Suzhou were settled, Lao Zhang planned to return to the city and make a good deal with Changsun Wuji.

Old Yin goods, when Lao Zhang was ten years old, he didn't treat him as a human being, let alone now that he is middle-aged, it is fake to talk about any love.

To be in love with political creatures, one must first have political strength. Without strength, there is no friendship, only top-down compassion or bottom-up awe.

"What are you painting?"

"Yuting" Town has a villa with lakes and rivers, which is a huge garden. It was originally the warehouse office of "Yuting" Town back then, and it also acted as a territory for tax collection at the gates. Later, "Yuting" declined in a few years because of the increasingly developed logistics system in Changzhou, Suzhou.

The population of the entire town dropped from more than 10,000 people at the peak to six or seven hundred, and most of them were locals who were unwilling to move.

The second floor was built, and the window facing the lake on the second floor was very beautiful, but there was no scenery in the cold spring. Li Yue drew a willow embankment purely by imagination.

"'Moon Dike'."

Wrapped in the fox fur, but not much wear inside. The incense burner is dyed in the room and is not afraid of the cold. The sun shines through the window glass, and a large spot of light lands on the floor.

Standing behind Li Yue, he hugged her and casually put on a blanket, Zhang De was wearing a pair of overgrown slippers and yawning, his palms were very unhonestly penetrated into the fox fur and unconsciously kneading and caressing.

"Don't make trouble!"

He shouted with a delicate voice, but his ears turned red. He probably didn't take seriously since childhood and was a princess with no backing. While his mind was sensitive, his body was also unexpectedly sensitive.

The fun between bed was different from other girls. She was not as sharp as Wu Shun's contrast, which made people feel excited. The subtle teasing made her dodge and want to refuse but still welcome her. Instead, she could scratch the itch of a certain male dog.

"Oh……"

He let out a sigh of relief in her ear, gently bit his ears, and licked his tongue slightly. Li Yue's originally hanging brush fell on the table at that time.

"Don't, don't make trouble..."

She was a soft and soft person. She was obviously begging for mercy, but her eyes were closed and her cheeks were floating red. She had small bumps on her fair neck, shaking slightly, but her delicate body was warm and her breathing became rapid for a moment.

The palms wandered inside the fox fur, and the fingers were teasing. The girl's breathing became more and more anxious. In the end, she leaned back to relieve her body's feelings. She supported the table with her hands. The pink face was better than peach blossoms, and her eyes were bright red and cold spring water was really uncontrollably.

"I worked all night, and the sun was coming up and I was hungry. Why didn't you know how to be polite?"

"Alang..."

After all, she was not an ignorant girl. Zhang De just patted her buttocks gently, and immediately fell on the table with great tact, biting her red lips lightly, as if she was determined not to speak again.

He lifted up his wide silk robe, took off his small robe, and gave a brief guide to his fingers. He was about to use a means, but stopped again.

After not seeing him in for a long time, Li Yue looked confused and finally looked back and asked, "Why did Alang stop?"

She asked, and felt ashamed and annoyed again. She saw Zhang De looking down at her with a playful look on his face, and then she heard the slutty man say, "You can continue to hold the pen and paint."

"Bah! How can Alang play like this..."

Bang!

With a slap on his white and tender buttocks, Princess Sui'an was reluctant, but she still took the paintbrush, holding the desk table with one hand and hanging the pen with the other, as if she wanted to draw something.

"Why don't you draw?"

"ah?"

Li Yue looked back at Zhang De in surprise, "Do you really want to draw?"

"Draw whatever you want...it's a pastime."

"Then draw a fish..."

The tip of the pen just poked the paper, but something seemed to poked in. With a "ah", what kind of fish is not fish, the brush looks like a horizontal knife, and it scratches a very long one on the paper.

"What kind of fish are you painting? Is it an eel?"

After hearing Zhang De's joke, Princess Sui'an didn't know that this was the evil taste of her own man. She thought that this trick was also difficult to think of.

She also had some "backbone" skills, but she really wanted to draw a fish, but the whole drawing paper became graffiti. The original Liudi seemed to be crawling over by some dog, and the brushstrokes on the top, bottom, left and right were ruined.

"Um……"

He really couldn't stand the sensitivity, and Li Yue lost his "backbone". He was holding the pen, but now he was holding the pen tightly in his palm, afraid that he had no place to borrow power.

After playing for a while, Lao Zhang finally played back on the couch from the desk in front of the window, and made a fuss all morning. At midnight, Li Yue was still asleep, her brush was still in her hand, her pink face finally faded, and everything returned to peace.

"The saint said it well, **It's always drying faster than tears..."

He doesn't smoke, otherwise he will have to tobacco no matter how he wants to turn over and then roll a cigarette afterwards.

I ate lunch directly in the room. By the time Li Yue woke up, it was already afternoon.

Since Zhang De told girls the importance of sleep to maintenance, no matter how busy they are, they will ensure that "beauty sleep" will never be absent.

Even Cui Jue and Wu Meiniang, who are the most talented, have to take a nap for about an hour every day.

While taking the girl to fool around the edge of Taihu Lake, Changsun Wuji was also very busy. The "giants" from Jiangdong gathered in Suzhou. The chiefs, parents of each family, and famous clan elders came to visit.

Such a big scene is a super large banquet no matter how you say it is. There are not many people in Jiangdong who are qualified to have Changsun Wuji talk alone, and there is no need to cut off themselves from Jiangdong if you are qualified to talk to Changsun Wuji alone.

Banquets have become routine.

The only one who is absent from the entire Suzhou City newly reshuffled Vanity Fair is Zhang De, the top local "giant" who is not in the local area.

However, everyone at the banquet was also very clear that it didn’t matter whether he came or not, as his attitude was just there.

This is true for Changsun Wuji or for the Jiangdong families.

"Lord, Zhang Liangfeng is still in Wangting Town."

"Have you ever been to play?"

"No, I was in Wangting Town, and I didn't see you walking by a boat or a car."

"Well, I understand."

Changsun Wuji nodded slightly and smiled, "He is asking me to do a business in Suzhou City."

"But lord, isn't he fighting at all? Suzhou Changzhou is originally from a foreign land, and it is justified to win over the village party."

"What kind of village party did he win over? Are these old Jiangdong clans or powerful men?"

Changsun Wuji shook his head disdainfully, "In his eyes, these 'members' are probably all the same as those in the capital who are rich and well-off. You don't understand."

After saying that, Changsun Wuji suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is it true that I went to Jiangyin to give gifts?"

"See."

He nodded in person, "The boss of Jiangyin is indeed His Highness Princess Anping, and..."

"what else?"

"Your Highness Huainan Princess seems to be in Jiangyin, and..."

"Um?"

"It seems that I am pregnant. When I look at my young age, I only look at my belly. It's been a few months."

“…”

After a while of silence, Changsun Wuji cursed in a low voice, "I'm my mother!"

“…”
Chapter completed!