Chapter 124 Serving

Xiao Xiantao knelt between Si Zhong's legs, pressing his legs conscientiously.

Two soft, boneless hands moved across his thigh.

Her eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and she looked very well-behaved.

But she didn't forget to observe Si Zhong's expression, seeing that he didn't show any disgust, this reassured her.

Xiao Xiantao felt that Di Ge's words were not quite right. There is no man who doesn't love beautiful women. Isn't it okay for her to come in to serve her?

Si Zhong leaned back in the chair, looking at the woman on the ground with drooping eyelids.

The figure is pretty good, with protruding front and back, one tops Li Qingyan and two, but I don't know how much rouge and gouache have been applied on this face.

Drinking, Si Zhong is not a saint, so he will inevitably be picked up by her.

Isn't it just a woman, Si Zhong said in his heart, he didn't like marrying Li Qingyan back then, so he went to bed anyway.

The Empress Dowager wants him to wade into this muddy water, just come in, and he can't escape, anyway, he is not a good person.

Thinking of this, he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This undoubtedly gave Xiao Xiantao confidence.

She stood up and began to lean on Si Zhong.

Xiao Xiantao kissed his Adam's apple upwards, from the side of his face to the earlobe, and the hot air from his breath sprayed into Si Zhong's auricle.

The next second, she tried to kiss Si Zhong's lips.

But before she got close, Si Zhong grabbed her arm and pressed her backhand on the table in front of her.

The jugs and teacups on the table deviated from their original positions and rolled down the smooth surface to the ground.

The sound of broken porcelain resounded, which was particularly ear-piercing in this quiet room.

Si Zhong put one hand on the woman's side, stood up and leaned over.

Xiao Xiantao noticed the hot breath behind him, and felt that he was probably emotional, subconsciously said.

"My son~"

Xiao Xiantao's statement brought Si Zhong back to a long time ago.

Shi Ziye, Li Qingyan always liked to call him that when she was not married.

Every time she uttered those words, she was always shy, her cheeks were flushed, and she was afraid to look at it.

She thought Si Zhong didn't know, but Si Zhong knew it very well.

After marriage, she changed her address, but she couldn't get rid of the habit of blushing when she talked to him.

Seeing that Si Zhong didn't respond, Xiao Xiantao turned her head to look, her eyes were full of autumnal waves, winking like silk, her red lips were slightly parted, and she changed her name.

"grown ups?"

Si Zhong was brought back to his senses by her shout, and shook his head slightly.

He really drank too much, how could he suddenly think of that woman in the capital.

Si Zhong leaned over again, the tip of his nose was full of the strong smell of rouge, his body froze, and a feeling of disgust suddenly rose in his heart.

He looked down at the woman whose back was facing him, and suddenly tightened his hands on the table.

Li Qingyan does not have this kind of smell on her body. Her makeup is always light and elegant, her lips are not so red, and her body always has a light floral fragrance.

Of course, she wouldn't smile at him so flatteringly.

If it were her, her eyes would be red and her lips pursed at this moment, as if she was about to cry but still held back her tears.

Si Zhong used to think that Li Qingyan was boring, but he didn't expect to think of her at this time.

For some reason, he suddenly lost interest.

Si Zhong let go of his hand on the jade belt, straightened up, and sat back down.

Xiao Xiantao was dumbfounded now, did she do something wrong, she called out tentatively.

"grown ups?"

Si Zhong raised his hand and pressed his forehead, without lifting his eyelids.

"Go pour the wine."

Xiao Xiantao has never encountered such a thing.

Wasn’t it fine just now? What’s wrong?

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