"I calculate. His mouth was wide open, and he looked extremely envious.

"That's right! But do you think that when an emperor looks at so many beauties by his side, he would have to wait until he only sleeps a day, and then spend ten years before he would have to spend his turn again? " Ou Yujie was as triumphant as a history expert as he tirelessly pointed out this learning foreign friend.

"Of course not!"

"That's right! At this moment, wine like this played a big role! It's a pity that we don't have any fresh deer blood left. Otherwise, if we were to drink a bowl of hot deer blood, we would be able to kill one person a day or even ten people a day! "

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk!" No wonder the Emperor of China is so powerful! " Mike couldn't help but click her tongue in wonder.

"Next time when I come, I'll bring you a bottle. I'll make sure you can do it!" Ou Yujie couldn't help but secretly laugh to himself when he saw the admiration on Wu Zhangkong's face.

And when she heard this, she blushed and, not daring to disturb them, tiptoed quietly back to her room.

She always boasted of her audacity, but in front of Ou Yujie, she was nothing but a nobody.

Since he couldn't go out, he could only obediently climb onto the bed and close his eyes to rest.

He didn't know how long he slept, but it was Ou Yujie who shamelessly kissed her and woke her up.

She suspected that if she didn't wake up soon, she would have to clean him up again.

When he opened his eyes, he was holding her tightly. His eyes were filled with fervent desire.

"You drank deer blood?" she asked coldly.

"Ugh." He gave a start, then buried his face in her soft, fragrant chest and snickered.

The tremors made her body heat up and her heart itch.

"Did you hear that?" With great difficulty, Ou Yujie stopped laughing. Only then did he reluctantly raise his head and look at her.

"Humph!" I reckon you're really envious of those emperors with three thousand concubines! " She rolled him over and got up to tidy up the mess he had made of his clothes.

"Heh heh. What am I envious of! If I, Ou Yujie, wanted a woman, when could I not have one? "It's just a wave of her hand, what kind of woman wouldn't obediently come over?" He glanced at her somewhat arrogantly. He did not intend to conceal his past, nor did he intend to be like all the other men, at this time and place, swearing oaths that were impossibly ethereal.

"Yes." This is the truth! " She took the comb and combed her hair.

His movements were slow and unhurried, as if he wasn't angry.

"Uh. Aren't you angry? " He was rather disappointed.

If a woman fell in love with a man, shouldn't she throw him to the ground, beat him up, or mock him when he said those words?

Wasn't it a bit unreasonable for her to be so calm?

"Should I be angry?" She calmly turned her head, her eyes shining with puzzlement.

"Don't you ask me to hold you in my heart?" Ou Yujie slowly stepped forward and gently embraced her from behind.

"I'm not that naive, and I'm not that pretentious either!" "I believe in a few things," she said, looking up at the bare branches of the tree where the leaves had fallen.