"Well, sisters, help them..." Qing Jiaoer's time is running out, she really has no time to persuade these girls...
then--
All the girls of the wind patrol, laughing one by one, attacked these girls...
There was only a sound of fabric tearing, followed by a scream of girls...
Then there was the sound of falling into the water...
quickly……
Twelve Persian girls, many of them appeared in the pool...
"Good job..." Qing Jiao'er first praised her sisters for their performance, and once again directed at the twelve hands to protect her important parts, and said to the girls curled up in the pool: "I think you It’s best to clean yourself up quickly...otherwise, I'll have to trouble my sisters to help you again...I think you definitely don't want that!!!"
"No...I, let's wash it ourselves!!" Madota said with some shame.
Even the most cheerful girl, when she stands in front of a group of strangers without clothes, she can't be cheerful...Although, those strangers are also women.
As Madota's voice fell... the girls started to cleanse themselves in a twitchy...
However, their quiet and slow movements obviously couldn't reach Qing Jiao'er's standard, so-under Qing Jiao'er's order, the girls from the wind patrol envoy started together again...
then--
The Persian girls have suffered...
They regret it at this moment, why don't they hurry up??
This is not to say that the patrol caused the women to abuse them or something, but their help was a little too comprehensive...
Even in the most private place for girls, the patrol envoys did not hesitate to wash them...
Even Qing Jiaoer called a few more sisters, and those new sisters still had razors for shaving their heads in their hands...
Of course they are not going to shave the Persian girls' hair...
No matter how heavy Zhou Ye's taste is, he has no interest in bald girls...
What they want to shave is another place... As for which place??Then the benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees the wisdom... the old drivers know it.
ten minutes later…………
Twelve Persian girls have stood in front of Qing Jiao'er with a new look...
Looking at the group of Persian girls with red cheeks... Qing Jiao'er chuckled lightly: "You will get used to it in the future...well, it's time to change into clothes and see my master..."
As Qing Jiao'er's voice fell, her sisters had already walked over with twelve sets of brand-new clothes...
Veil, short coat, headdress, gauze skirt... there are many...
In the end, after the girls dress up, even Qing Jiao'er who is of the same sex can't help but shine... "Ha, that's how it tastes!! Okay, girls...the time to change your destiny has arrived..."
"Come with me!"
Following Qing Jiao'er's words, the Persian girls obediently followed behind her and walked towards the hall...
All the male waiters in the palace had long been driven home by Zhou Ye, and there were only women in the palace...
Even so, the girls are still a little trembling, they have never walked outside in such an exposed way.
Reference 1903
Chapter one thousand nine hundred and three
At this time, Zhou Ye was eating dinner...
Zhou Ye is really uncomfortable with the so-called traditional food in Persia...
What traditional food??
Congee...
Thick porridge with various fruits and vegetables...even some meat in it...
To be honest, seeing this poor-looking thick porridge, Zhou Ye remembered a word beginning with S and ending with I.
So... he did not hesitate to abandon the bowl of thick porridge and only eat scones and barbecue.
"I almost don't report any expectations for the food in this country!!" After eating a few bites, Zhou Ye threw the food in his hand on the table... Really, it's not as good as his own cooking... …
"I think it's okay..." Xiaomeng doesn't reject the food here much...
"If you like it, eat more..." Zhou Ye said, rubbing his eyes, "Speaking of which, why didn't you see Qing Jiao'er tonight?"
You know, as the eldest sister of the Kanzi Department, Qing Jiao'er has always regarded herself as Zhou Ye's personal maid, and she would never leave Zhou Ye's side unless necessary.
"Return to the master, sister Jiao'er has something to do... so..." The Kanzibu girl who was attending Zhou Ye next to her naturally knew where her eldest sister had gone...
However, they were strictly forbidden to tell their owners the news in advance... Surprise, I found out in advance, and I was surprised.
Seeing the dodging eyes of his maid, Zhou Ye guessed casually, knowing that there must be something tricky in it...
However, it shouldn't be a bad thing...
He didn't bother to ask...
Just at this time……
Suddenly there was a sound of traditional Persian musical instruments...
With the sound of music, twelve Persian daughters wearing light veils and veils filed in...
If you want to ask, what is Zhou Ye's most admiration for Persian dance, Zhou Ye will definitely tell you without hesitation-Xiaoman waist...
In Persian traditional dances, the waist movements are extremely rich...especially the kind of movements that are full of enchantment, which fully demonstrates the feminine beauty.
Seeing the performance of these twelve Persian dancers... Zhou Ye couldn't help but smile...
He has almost guessed whose handwriting is this...
"Master!!"
Sure enough, as the Persian girl came in singing and dancing, Qing Jiao'er's figure also appeared beside Zhou Ye... "Tonight, what I arranged for you is a night of Persian style!"
"Yes, where did you find so many girls?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile.
"General Lucius found it for you..." Qing Jiao'er said with a smile, "For this reason, he also asked his soldiers to search the whole city!!"