Qin Wuyan pushed her out before her footsteps crossed the threshold. Qin Wuyan looked her up and down and sneered: "Miss Min, even if I'm a prostitute, I'm still the top one. A guest like you.

It's not impossible for you to want me to cooperate. Go back to your own room first and wash yourself up. Is it possible that I will be interested in your inhuman appearance? "

Min Huizhu: "..."

She is beautiful, this soft appearance is clearly like a delicate flower that has been destroyed by the wind and rain, I feel pity when I look at it, it was this weak and fragile appearance that attracted Zhuang Huaisen's heart back then.

Why do you call people neither human nor ghost?

Min Huizhu looked down at her clothes which were wetted by the rain and sticking to her body. Her perfect figure was half hidden, but any normal man would turn into a beast and rush towards her when he saw her like this. Eat dry, wipe clean, swallow and refill...

Min Huizhu was about to scold Qin Wuyan for being blind, but before she could speak, she heard a "bang", and the bedroom door closed tightly in front of her, almost hitting her nose.

Min Huizhu took a step back, trembling with anger.

But he was afraid of disturbing the servants downstairs, so he had to go back to his bedroom.

After taking a shower, changed into brand new and beautiful clothes, and put on makeup again, after dressing up so beautifully, he went to knock on Qin Wuyan's bedroom door again.

Qin Wuyan opened the door and leaned on the door frame, a naughty smile appeared on his perennially serious face, and his words were full of sarcasm: "Miss Min deserves to grow up among men, she was drenched in the rain, Taking a bath again still can't extinguish the fire of desire on your body.

It's really unbearable to be lonely at all. Without a man, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive. "

Min Huizhu looked at Qin Wuyan provocatively: "Why, seeing Zhuang Xiaoyu at night, can't you do it during the day?"

Qin Wuyan still had that half-smile expression, not the slightest bit irritated, and didn't care about what she said, as if she wasn't important at all.

Min Huizhu stepped into the room: "Could it be that you plan to let me stand here and talk to you?"

Qin Wuyan backed away a little, let her in, and closed the door, "You're right, I have something to do, so as not to delay my reading time."

Qin Wuyan crossed his arms and looked at her coldly: "What are you dawdling about, take it off."

Min Huizhu walked to the side of the bed, smiled, and was about to sit down, when Qin Wuyan's face suddenly changed: "What are you doing, who let you come near my bed?"

Min Huizhu couldn't keep her face from arguing with him: "Could it be that you made me like last time?"

"Otherwise?" Qin Wuyan sat down and picked up the scroll: "Sorry, I can't do anything on the bed."

Although he was dirty, he still held on to a piece of pure land in his heart, and the only person lying in his mandarin duck brocade quilt was Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Min Huizhu thought that Qin Wuyan had some special hobbies, so she smiled, "Then it's up to you, I didn't expect Zhuang Xiaoyu to like you like this."

Qin Wuyan remained silent, while Min Huizhu lay down on the table as if compromising.

When the love was deep, Min Huizhu raised her head with difficulty, turned to Qin Wuyan who was behind her, and begged, "Ayan, kiss me, kiss me quickly."

The woman's voice is as sweet as silk.

Qin Wuyan's big palm covered her face, pressed her head back onto the table, pressed it hard, and said in a cold voice, "From now on, don't call me by that name, Ah Yan is not what you should call me, don't Let me hear these two words from your mouth again."