C95 Perfectly Beautiful Body Art

He was not a poet and did not know how to compose poems. However, today, he wanted to use the wisdom of the ancients and the good poems of the ancients to write this legendary poem on the girl he loved the most.

"Girl, can I write another poem for you?" he asked, holding her earlobe.

"Mm …" She nodded.

"This time you'll have to lie down on the chair, and I'll write it on your jade back —" he said.

"Good …"

She obediently lay down on the chair, her entire back arched, forming a unique curve.

Once again, he dipped the brush into the ink and wrote the poem of Su Shi on her flawless back.

Oh! The sky, the dazzling white skin, the bright black characters, created a strong contrast on the girl's back!

Looking at the poem he wrote, he felt very satisfied. Whether it was the layout or size, it was all just right. It was truly a work of art.

"Little girl, take a look yourself —"

He led her to the bathroom. In the mirror on either side of her, she saw the two rows of words on her back. They were small, even, and very interesting, and very artistic.

"King Zhao, I like —" She smiled and said, "I want to keep it safe. I won't take a bath for the whole year."

"Haha …" He was immediately amused by her!

"No, then you must be a rotten girl. You're covered in the smell of rotten —" He spoke as he stuck close to her face. His breathing was ragged.

"So what if it's rancid, preserving the King Zhao's character is the best —" she said coquettishly, "If it's rancid, isn't it your little girl?"

"Haha, you are my little girl, you will always be, I will always like —" He laughed and then fiercely kissed her on the lips.

The desire that Zhao Muchen had suppressed for more than a month was completely released at this moment!

In this past month, due to the death of the Zhang Family's Old Man, he had not been able to calm down. In addition to the little girl's miscarriage, in order to recover his body, he had devoted all his energy to work, all in order to reduce the desire he had for her …

However, the longer he kept this kind of thing suppressed, the more intense his desire would become!

After a violent gust of wind and rain, he suddenly thought of the girl's previous drunkenness and could not help but curse in his heart, Damn it! What if he won again?

If he was that lucky, then he would let the little girl be born! It really was born! To have a fat and white son! Wouldn't it be great if he let the girl take his son abroad and let him go when he had the chance? How many people did it!?

At this moment, such a bold idea appeared in Zhao Muchen's mind.

While he was immersed in his sweet happiness, his cell phone rang at an untimely moment.

This was the time he was most tired of!

What kind of person is so insensible and doesn't give you any time to rest?

Not many people knew about this phone call!

He went over to pick up the phone in dissatisfaction. It was actually Little Zhong's phone!

What else is there to do at this late hour?

He didn't want to care about it, but Little Zhong kept hitting him.

He answered impatiently.

"Boss …" Little Zhong's voice sounded very flustered, "There's something —"

"What is it, speak!" Zhao Muchen said quickly.

This was the best time for him to celebrate. This phone call had completely extinguished his good mood!

Little Zhong clearly felt that his boss was unhappy! He must have messed up his plans!

However, if he didn't tell this urgent matter, he would be dead for sure!

Little Zhong's next sentence, made Zhao Muchen's heart jump out of his chest!

He listened in astonishment, then looked at the girl who was still blissfully drunk in her blissful stupor. He then lightly said, "I understand. You should go as usual —"

After hanging up, Zhao Muchen went to the bathroom to quickly wash his body and put on his clothes.

But Gu Yuwei still had not woken up.

Helpless, he had no choice but to help her put on her clothes. Then, he patted her face and gently shouted, "Little girl, little girl —"

After calling him a few times, the girl finally opened her eyes slowly and hugged his neck. Her face was pressed against him as she gently called out, "King Zhao — —"

"Baby, listen to me, King Zhao has matters to attend to right now. Tonight, you will sleep in the guest room of Building 2, the atrial card that Little Zhong gave you. Be obedient —" He kissed her.

"Why —" she pouted unwillingly. She was still reveling in the happiness she had just now, and hadn't even regained her wits yet!

Normally, she did not make such arrangements. Xiao Zhong would give her the atrial card each time, but she had never gone to sleep before. Why tonight? She didn't want to!

"Be good, be good, King Zhao has matters to attend to, I'll explain them to you later, it's too late now, I've already helped you put on your clothes, hurry up, ah — —" He affectionately caressed her face and said lovingly.

"King Zhao — I don't want to go there —" she said coquettishly.

"I can't bear for you to go —" he said, looking at her, then at his watch.

"But, there's no other way. Baby, quickly, King Zhao really has something —" He did not explain further, picking her up and walking out of the room. He then picked up her bag and carried her to the door.

"Little girl, go. Wait for the King Zhao to call. If there's no phone, then you'll just have to properly attend class in the Training schools. Do you hear me?" He scratched her little nose and said.

She nodded reluctantly.

He opened the door and watched her step out three times. His eyes were filled with grief!

For the first time, let her leave her room after passion! He also felt that it was very inappropriate and inhumane! How could he just eat her dry and let her leave?! What did it become?

But, but, there was no other way today!

He knew that the little girl would definitely feel very uncomfortable in her heart. Her gaze already told him that!

However, he could no longer afford to care about these matters!

After watching her walk out of the door, he immediately went back to his room to clean up!

Who knew what evidence he had left behind in the earlier world war!

The bathroom, the bed, the study, and, where else? In short, he had to check every nook and cranny.

For so many years, he had never used himself to tidy up his room. Every day, after he went to work, a special attendant would come in and help him clean up. Everything would be arranged neatly!

Now, he had to clean up his own mess and move quickly!

He washed the ivory pen in the study and hung it on the rack. Then, he installed the inkstone and made up the bed. He washed the bathrooms thoroughly with water and then turned on the exhaust fan, trying to clear the smell inside as much as possible!

While he was still washing up in the bathroom, the doorbell rang!

He was stunned for a moment. This mistress, she did not come early or late. Why did she come tonight?

He washed his face, straightened his clothes, and calmly walked over to open the door!

Opening the door, Zhang Yanhui stood in front of him, smiling!

"Yan Hui — why are you here?" he asked, looking at her in surprise.

"Mu Chen, have you forgotten what day it is?" Zhang Yanhui giggled and said, "I purposely told the Secretary Zhong not to tell you, I'll give you a surprise!"

"What day?" he asked doubtfully.

"You really are too busy to do anything!" It's your birthday! " Zhang Yanhui walked in and sat on the sofa as she said smilingly.

Little Zhong carried her travel bag and followed in.

When they entered, Xiao Zhong's eyes interacted with Zhao Muchen's for a moment.

"Boss, Madam called me at the last minute and said that we have reached the airport. I didn't have enough time to tell you, so I went to pick you up. Madam said that she wanted to give you a surprise —" Little Zhong said with a smile.

"Haha, this surprise is great!" Good! Little Zhong, you've worked hard! " Zhao Muchen laughed and said, "Go and tell the waiter to get Madam a cup of fresh fruit juice!"

"Ok." Little Zhong put down his luggage and walked out.

Seeing Xiao Zhong leave, Zhang Yanhui got up from the sofa and walked in front of Zhao Muchen. She looked at him lovingly, then helped him comb her hair and said: "Mu Chen, I've been watching the news everyday. You've been researching downstairs every day.

He put his arm around her waist and laughed. "What are you afraid of? I, Zhao Muchen, am just an old ox. I have never been afraid of tiredness, I am just not afraid of tiredness! Didn't you like the spirit of this old ox?

"That was in the past — —" Zhang Yanhui caressed his face and said, "In the past, you were young, so it doesn't matter what you do, because your body is good. But now, you are different, you are over forty years old, you need to pay attention to your body, not overdraw, and you need to know how to take care of yourself.

When Zhao Muchen heard her words, he recalled the little girl saying something similar to that to him. However, this little girl's frame of mind was completely different from Zhang Yanhui's!

The little girl felt that he was still young, and she didn't allow him to grow old!

Zhang Yanhui felt that he was old! And reminding him that you are old!

He liked to hear the girl say that he could never be old, never be old, never be old! This was the wish of any man!

However, Zhang Yanhui indeed felt that he was old!

Because Zhang Yanhui had watched him grow older! From the young and high-spirited young man to the middle-aged man, she had risen up in the middle of the world. Her hair was long and beautiful, and her face was etched with the marks of time —

That's right, the passing of time would not spare anyone! This was something that no one could escape from.

Look at Zhang Yanhui, isn't she also old?

Although Zhang Yanhui and Zhao Muchen were classmates, Zhang Yanhui was younger than him by two years. Of course, at that time, there were some in the class who were even older than Zhao Muchen. Some had even become fathers, and were almost thirty years old before being admitted into the university. At that time, some of the students in the same class were at least ten years younger than others.

Zhang Yanhui could also be considered a flower in the class back then, adding that she had a good family background, she had an innate sense of superiority.

Zhao Muchen also didn't know how he had been chosen by Zhang Yanhui. Maybe it was his simplicity and diligence that had attracted Zhang Yanhui, who lived like a prince.

Zhang Yanhui felt that he had a unique Qi on his body, and she was tall, handsome, very talented. Her age was also very suitable for him, so Zhang Yanhui was the one who expressed goodwill to Zhao Muchen at that time, thus she had the guts to pursue this very noble and beautiful second young miss of the Zhang Family.

Today, Zhang Yanhui was no longer doubtful. Although the maintenance was good, but compared to when she was young, it was still far worse!