Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 240

Shen Ziyi held back, thinking that he had no regrets. He was already quite good, and he should be content.

Reluctantly withdrawing her hand, she gazed pityingly at his gradually pinkening skin, her mouth watering more and more, comforting herself: No one will notice if I taste it...

I lowered my head, quickly licked him, and secretly chuckled to myself.

The transvestite's unnatural low breathing made me even more smug: "Hehe...feels good, doesn't it...want me to continue...?"

"Get lost!" He was furious and embarrassed! No class whatsoever. I smiled shamelessly at him: "If I leave, who's going to save you?" My hand reached for the natural beauty, lingering there... Wow! It felt so smooth, like Xizhilang... It must taste even better... Thinking of eating it, I immediately made a bitter face. If I ate Yao Yao, Chou Qian would definitely kill me. I'm so pitiful, I can't even enjoy such beauty. Why am I so unlucky? I must have been blind to have gotten involved with Chou Qian. I despise myself.

Looking at the alluring Yao Yao, I slowly prepared myself mentally: Chou Qian isn't here, he won't know. Chou Qian isn't that petty; he knows I'm sacrificing my own interests for the greater good. Chou Qian is a prime minister; he can hold an elephant in his belly.

I glanced around, feeling guilty, and said, "There shouldn't be anyone here. Let me try it; no one will know..."

I quickly lowered my head, took a couple of big bites of the tender bamboo shoot, and hurriedly got up, pretending nothing had happened...

"Hmm..." The transvestite's suppressed moan finally escaped. I flicked his head: "How about it? Shall we continue?"

The three words, "Shen--Zi--Yi!" were uttered, but the force of the words had been lost, leaving only an alluring sound.

My hands wandered uncontrollably over his body. I closed my eyes, my heart sank, and I kissed my favorite spot with gusto. I buried my head in my food, making the most of the moment to take advantage of him.

The transvestite instinctively tilted his head back, demanding more. I gave him a gentle nibble, knowing that good things should be savored slowly. As for the ugly Qian, if I wanted some, I'd give him a couple of gentle bites; if I didn't want any, I'd just gnaw him to death.

I was captivated by his chest, my hands constantly exploring new bases...

"Hmm..." The transvestite twisted and turned, trying to break free of the ropes.

I sat up seriously, composed myself, and asked, "So? Should we go to the Ministry of Works?"

The transgender woman had dreamy eyes and a beautiful, delicate face, radiating a rosy glow.

I must control myself and not let beauty blind me.

Sweat gradually gathered on the transvestite's body. "Shen Ziyi...you'll regret this...hmm..."

I shook my head helplessly. This kid is still clueless. What is he insisting on when he's already like this? "Whether little brother regrets it or not is none of your concern, Brother Yao Yao." I smiled at him, my fingertip accidentally brushing against the grapes on his chest.

The transvestite seemed to be in more pain, so I said apologetically, "I'm sorry." It wasn't intentional, but my gaze deliberately drifted downwards, stopping where it shouldn't have, and I asked in a friendly manner, "Brother Yao Yao, is he feeling unwell? Zi Yi can help you." Unexpectedly, I accidentally touched his private parts, and I quickly covered my face, saying, "Shy, don't look."

"Um... Shen Ziyi."

"You called me."

"Stop, I'll agree to anything you want, hmm..."

I jumped up excitedly, ignoring his tone, and pulled the prepared contract from my sleeve. "Sign! Sign!"

Seeing that he was having some difficulty signing the contract, I looked around for some tools, lifted his hand, pricked his index finger, and stamped his valuable mark on the contract. "You promised me you'd go to the Ministry of Works, and you can't go back on your word."

The transvestite suppressed his desire and said in a restrained voice, "...I will never break my promise..."

I happily kissed him to reward him for his excellent performance today.

Having achieved my goal, I slipped away to proceed to the second step. I abandoned the transvestite, ran out of Yanxiao Tower, and headed towards the palace, where I had Qianqing draft the imperial decree…

Chou Qian emerged from the corner, glanced in the direction she had gone, and went to where she had come from to handle the aftermath...

As evening approached, I held my newly issued appointment letter, my eyes crinkling with laughter. My laughter seemed to collapse the sun and summon the moon; just as I was about to laugh until the stars appeared, a servant rushed in, flustered, and said:

"Young Master, Young Master Su has brought a large group of people and is blocking the front hall, demanding to see you. We don't know what they want, but Master couldn't stop them and sent me to call you, Young Master..."

I snapped awake instantly. He woke up so quickly? Didn't Chou Qian say two days? I'm doomed.

I feigned calmness and said, "I understand. Tell the master I'll be there right away."

"yes."

After seeing the servant off, I took off running towards the back door... to hide at Chou Qian's house; he wouldn't abandon me to my fate!

I'm here with Ugly Qian, I absolutely won't leave him more than five meters away. You transvestite—let's see what you can do to me. Hehe…

"You've gotten yourself into trouble."

"No problem, I can handle it."

"Yeah?"

"Yes." Don't doubt me.

"Go outside and try." No way! I moved closer to him, trying to appease him: "Qianqian, I missed you, that's why I came to see you."

"Yeah?"

"yes."

"You're lying to me."

"without."

You promised me payment, but you haven't paid me yet.

I scratched my head and thought for a long time before finally realizing the importance of this matter.

I stood up, gracefully stopped by the bedside, smiled at a 45-degree angle, and bowed at a 45-degree angle: "Please, my husband." It was just a small favor.

"Please, my lady."

"You're welcome."