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"Huh?" Zhenzhen's eyes seemed to be filled with mist. She exclaimed with drunkenness and said with a smile: "Young Master Chen is really powerful. This... this dagger is unusual. Young Master Chen can guess its origin. Zhenzhen is really willing to accept..."

Zhenzhen said as she struggled out of Chen Ao's arms, staggered towards the table, picked up a pot of wine and opened the cherry sip and started drinking.

"I didn't expect Miss Zhenzhen to be a bold and unrestrained person." Chen Ao was also drunk, and his whole body became hot. He immediately grabbed Zhenzhen's waist and his breathing began to become rapid.

He came to visit the brothel, so he naturally came to have fun. If he encountered Zhou Ruo or Chuner's current situation, he might be able to control it. However, in this gauze curtain, the beauty who was scenting with wine was half-covered in Shen Ao's eyes. Not to mention that color is emptiness, emptiness is color, even if he recited the Prajna Sutra a hundred times, he could not suppress the impulse in his body.

The little husband between the legs became firm as Chen Ao touched Zhenzhen's chest and abdomen and wandered hard, and his whole body became hot.

He hugged Zhen Zhen over and looked at the misty eyes. The two pairs of eyes intertwined together. Zhen Zhen smiled like a nice laugh like a silver bell, and then murmured in a low voice: "Young Master Chen, what are you going to do?"

He looked like a noble lady just now, and at this moment he left his disguise. The charming and charming smile made Chen Ao heart-pounding. Chen Ao couldn't help but say, "What are you doing? Miss Zhenzhen, we are adulterers, and the other one is lewd, what else can we do when we are together?" He said that, and he lowered his head to face the red lips and kissed them deeply.

Yiren fell asleep tiredly, her naked body was covered with fine sweat, and there were scattered clothes everywhere in the room. Chen Ao was so energetic and had too strong combat power. He stood up naked and laughed proudly. The little maid named Huan'er outside the door knocked on the door and said, "Miss, Miss..."

Chen Ao ignored her, but suddenly became interested and looked for a pen around. How could he miss such a good scene?

OK, I want to draw it, what is the name? It is called the Battle Diagram?

Haha, this name is amazing.

Chen Ao's face turned red and the smell of alcohol also broke out. He went around looking for the pen, and finally found it. After grinding it, he dripping it into ink, calmed his mind on the snow-white wall, lifting the pen and dancing...

The tip of the brush is flying and flying on the wall, and the outline of the beauty is drawn in an instant. Chen Ao adopts the style of Gu Kaizhi from the Jin Dynasty. The picture is opened with the void as the background, while the girl Zhenzhen is half lying in the void, and the beautiful body and the remaining clothes are coordinated with each other and integrated.

Half an hour later, Chen Ao threw his pen to the ground, looked at the beauty on the wall, and suddenly laughed. This painting was his pinnacle. The beauty who seemed drunk and awake was half lying down, and her eyelashes seemed to be trembling slightly, as if the next moment, the beauty was about to open her eyes to wake up, and continued to dream with adorability.

So tired! A strong fatigue came, Chen Ao finally couldn't hold on, and sat down on the ground, laughing, thinking to himself: "Today is so happy, beautiful women are good, and paintings are good, haha..." He fell down and simply slept on the ground naked.

I slept very sweetly that night. Chen Ao seemed to see Zhen Zhen again in his dream. Zhen Zhen's sometimes noble and sometimes enchanting face suddenly laughed at Chen Ao, and suddenly returned to coldness, constantly circling and changing.

There is also Chun'er, who is stepping on the mud in the wilderness, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, running towards him. Chen Ao could still hear her shouting: "Brother Shen, you must study hard."

Sweat, I feel so guilty, and I come to the flower garden after reading books.

Then, Chun'er disappeared, Zhou Ruoyanran looked back, with deep affection and coldness in her eyes. She opened her mouth and snorted coldly: "Chen Ao, are you doing something wrong again?"

Zhou Ruo was very murderous. Chen Ao woke up with a whistle. He sat up and was confused. When he looked left and right, the ground was still messy, but the beauty on the table disappeared, and the painting on the wall was still there. Chen Ao stood up and found that he was still naked. He looked down at his little husband and smiled, "European and American styles are indeed different, they are a little stronger than others."

Let’s enjoy the painting on the wall again, ha, it’s good, but it seems that something is missing; don’t worry, put on your clothes first.

He lowered his head, looking for his clothes, walked to the Eight Immortals table, but found spots of blood, like plum blossoms, dotted on the ground and on the table.

Chen Ao was slightly stunned, unable to help scratching his head, thinking in surprise: "Miss Zhenzhen is actually a virgin?"

No, I said it wrong, it should have been yesterday, but it was no longer today.

No wonder Chen Ao began to recall, remembering that when he entered, Zhenzhen almost twitched all over, her spirit was tense, and her silver teeth seemed to be about to be broken.

"Sin, sin." Chen Ao chanted the Buddha's name in his heart, feeling quite regretful. If he had known this, he would not have been so rude to Zhenzhen last night. Maybe Zhenzhen had a shadow in his heart! Then he thought: "Since Zhenzhen asked me to bloom, then she will not be allowed to be touched by others in the future. Okay, I want to redeem her."

Chen Ao's character has always been only in and out. His is his, and no one can rob him. If he robs him, he will lose a lot and he will fight to the death!

After making up my mind, I immediately remembered the lyrics last night, haha, that lyrics are really suitable, but unfortunately Zhenzhen didn't sing them, otherwise it would have been perfect.

OK, I have the chance to ask her to sing.

He was very happy and couldn't help laughing. He turned around and looked at the painting on the wall. Zhenzhen in the painting was very charming and enchanting, and she looked very peaceful when she was sleeping. But she still felt that she was missing something, what was her shortcomings?

Chen Ao frowned in annoyance, and finally remembered that he had a less poem!

Chen Ao picked up the pen that he had discarded last night with great enthusiasm, so he found the inkstone and grinded it. After pondering for a moment, he wrote on the corner of the painting: "The lilac laughed and sang in a very delicate voice, and said that I had never been used to it. The clouds and rain were not harmonious, and it was long blown away by the east wind. It was so thin that the sky didn't care."

This is Chen Ao’s favorite poem!

Chen Ao likes it so much, so he will be here today as a souvenir!

After he finished writing the characters, he took a step back and admired his running script. It was very good. This running script uses Dong Qichang's writing style, which is very charming and very consistent with the painting.

"However, I still feel that something is missing." Chen Ao frowned again.

When I remembered it, I also remembered a national treasure. Chen Ao smiled again and continued to write a line of small words after the poem: "Chen Ao is here. I came here with excitement, returned with excitement, and enjoyed in the gentle land."

It's it. In this way, words, paintings, and inscriptions are three-in-one, and you can see them very comfortably when you look around!

After putting down the pen, Chen Ao stretched his waist and slowly searched for his clothes. Just as he was about to put it on, someone rushed in and opened the pearl curtain, but Zhen Zhen was tearful. When Zhen Zhen saw him, she murmured in shock: "You haven't left yet?"

Chen Ao was bare and not embarrassed at all, and smiled and said, "Miss Zhenzhen, I've just gotten up."

Zhenzhen was both ashamed and angry, hurried over and pushed Chen Ao and said, "Hurry, go..."

Seeing her busy driving people, Chen Ao said, "I'm not wearing clothes yet."

Zhenzhen sobbed and said, "You, you... it's too late, it's too late. Mr. Chen, hurry up, can you please go to the bottom of the bed to avoid it?"

What can a man be avoided?

Chen Ao shook his head and said, "Is anyone coming? It's great, I'll say hello to him." He felt alert in his heart. It seemed that there was an opponent. No, I have to go and have a while.

Zhenzhen cried, and shed tears: "Young Master Chen, even if I beg you, please avoid it..."

Zhenzhen looked at Chen Ao, her eyes were swaying, and her shoulders were trembling slightly, as if the duckweed in the torrential stream was weak.

Chen Ao's heart was soft and he had to say, "Okay, for Miss Zhenzhen, I'll drill under the bed."

Chen Ao didn't care about wearing clothes, and bent down and crawled into the bed, thinking coldly: "Hmph, do you want to see who the person is? Who dares to tease my woman and find an opportunity to kill him."

Looking out from under the bed, Zhenzhen was packing the house in panic. Her jade legs seemed to be injured and limped when she walked. That was caused by Chen Ao's crazy yesterday!

After a while, a man's voice came in: "Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen, I'm here, I've got morning class, I sneaked over the wall, look, this is the word I made for you."

The sound was getting closer and closer, and as the sound of the bead curtain was raised, he entered the house.

"Oh, it seems that this person should be either a prison student or a tyrant student. Otherwise, why would he have to go to morning class and overtake the wall? A dead nerd turned out to be here to meet his lover, and a couple of adulterers and mistresses." Chen Ao cursed in his heart.

Zhenzhen's voice returned to normal and said softly: "It's Mr. Zheng, why did Mr. Zheng come so early today?"

"It turns out that this man has not come once or twice, it's so hateful!" Chen Ao was jealous and cursed in his heart again.
Chapter completed!