Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 37

"Xiao Cao, bring two cups of tea to the study. Fourth Master and I have—important—matter to attend to." Zi Mo walked ahead, and I whispered in Xiao Cao's ear, "The important matter concerns the ugly monster. Put some sleeping potion in the tea, or I won't tell you anything!" This woman always resorts to threats.

"Yes." Xiaocao withdrew. I took Zimo's arm: "Let's go! Let's share the Emperor's burdens and work for the people."

"This child is teachable."

"Of course, I'm Fourth Brother's good younger brother." I'll make you pay. If there's a next time, I'll use croton oil.

After knocking Zi Mo down, I quietly slipped out of the courtyard, intending to go to Yanxiao Tower to meet the lovely Nu Ya.

"Where are you going, young master?" Little Grass was standing in my usual haunt, like a ghost haunting me. Damn, you're really dedicated to someone. "What's it to you where I go! She's not my wife!" Watch out, or I'll NP you first!

"Little Grass is just here to fulfill a promise you made to me, Young Master." The woman said this as if it were the most natural thing in the world, without any sense of propriety.

"What promise?" I forgot, I have a bad memory.

"Young master..." Xiaocao's red lips parted slightly, as fireworks flew.

Pshaw! I'm not afraid of you.

“Young Master Sikong… he…” Xiaocao finally blushed, though only a little, but it was better than nothing.

"Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you." Let me kiss you; I really like beautiful women.

"Young Master!" she cried out, completely abandoning her shyness.

"Fine, I won't kiss you then. There are plenty of other people waiting to kiss me!" I didn't like the look of her, and said maliciously, "Your ugly bastard is getting married, but unfortunately, the bride isn't you. Heartbroken, aren't you? Want to cry? Hurry up, the grass in the garden is waiting for you to water it."

The little grass stood there expressionless. I don't have time to deal with you; you're not my woman.

"Let's go, to my little Yaya." I pushed aside the weeds and strode forward. The grass turned and left, its back still proud and aloof.

Sigh! Poor kid, seeing how infatuated you are, I'll send you two packets of aphrodisiac tomorrow. Just force yourself on him.

Liberated! Little Yaya, wait! Here I come!

I rushed through the bustling crowds, longing to see Ya Ya, with her freedom that I admired and her fate that was similar to mine! I wonder if you felt resentful, or if you felt good like me.

"Ziyi!" someone called out to me in an excessively loud voice.

"You shouted so loudly, trying to scare me to death!" I pinched his arm.

"I'm sorry... I..." The rabbit bear lowered its huge round head.

"Fine, I'm a kind old man, I'll take you to a nice place." Phoenix Eyes said with ill intent.

"Take him to a brothel." "Where to?"

"Why worry about so much! Let's just go!" I grabbed him and we ran through the streets of Beijing.

[Main Text: Chapter Twenty-Nine]

I grabbed him and we ran through the streets of Beijing. Pedestrians all made way for us. Not satisfied with that, I yelled, "Run the hell out of here! There are wolves behind us!"

"Wolves?" The crowd stirred.

"Really! Run! Look, even this bear next to me is running! It's terrifying!"

"Run! There are wolves!"

The news spread like wildfire. The streets dispersed, the shops closed, the burly man busied himself fetching his wife, and the little child cried for his mother.

"Haha! They ran away!" I exclaimed joyfully, but someone came out to pour cold water on my enthusiasm: "Ziyi, how could you do this!"

"How am I!" I'm fine, in a good mood, no need for comforting.

“You’re lying, there are no wolves!” Bearface accused.

"Who says there isn't? Just because there isn't now doesn't mean there won't be in the future!" Disappointing.

"You...you..." He pointed at me, and I slapped his hand away: "What do you mean 'you'? Behave yourself! Run!" I grabbed his messy hair and ran into the gate of Yanxiao Tower.

"All you top-notch girls, come out! I'm here!" I shouted, ignoring the looks from the other customers.

He tugged at my sleeve without fear. I shook him off.

Xiao Cai and Nu Ya came downstairs and nestled against me. Two beautiful women, the envy of everyone. I held Nu Ya in my left arm and Xiao Cai in my right. I kissed them both, equally.

"Back to my room! You're all just jealous watching this show. I have powerful backers, you wouldn't dare mess with me."

"Ziyi!" Wuju, blushing, blocked our way and said, "Let's go out! It's not a good place to come here."

Nuya gently turned and lay on Wujue's chest, while Wujue retreated in panic.

I laughed out loud; it seemed this kid had never been to a place like this before: "Little Yaya, don't scare my little brother!"

"How dare I! Eleventh Young Master has wronged me!" Nuya pouted, wrapped her arms around mine, and exuded a sweet fragrance.

I embraced them and walked into Nuya's elegant room, locking the door again and again.

Xiao Cai, Nu Ya laughed at my childish behavior, saying, "Young Master Eleven is still so afraid of Aunt Yun."

"She's a tigress." I don't hide it; I'm genuinely afraid of how hard she might twist my ear. Even my mother wouldn't dare to use that much force.

Fearlessly scratching his ramen-noodle-like hair, he said, "Ziyi, let's go. What if Big Brother finds out..."

"Shut up! Don't mention that plague god!" I'm most afraid of him going crazy. You really know how to hit a nerve.