Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême - Chapitre 241
"Please."
"Sharing a pillow".
"pleasure."
"Haha, Chouqian, why are you talking nonsense with me? Are you crazy too?"
Chouqian picked me up, saying, "Let's be crazy together, my wife."
He lightly punched his chest: "You're bad..."
...The Emperor issued an edict, and Su Gu was admitted to the civil service, so I changed jobs.
Chouqian accompanied me through the job-hopping procedures. The way that transvestite looked at me could make me reincarnate again. I was so scared that I hid behind Chouqian and didn't dare to look at him.
Qianqing was handling our paperwork with a gloomy expression. I really wanted to remind him: We're not getting married, you don't need to give us that sullen look.
The Ministry of Works was even less busy than the Ministry of Rites. Those who had business to attend to went to the ladyboys, and nobody paid any attention to me. In the entire Ministry of Works office, only one middle-aged man gave me a strange look...
But I'm not interested in older men. I want to start my grand invention project and lead Dongqing to a century of glory...
[The Beauty's Smile: Chapter Ninety-Eight]
"Qianqing, is your grave finished?"
Qian Qing was furious: "You're asking for death!"
"No, I'm looking for someone." I love life.
"Who are you looking for?" All talk and no action, who are you trying to scare? Qianqing glared at me, not gentle at all.
"Imperial Mausoleum Mechanic".
"no."
"Why?"
"You know perfectly well why I'm asking!"
"Since we're all going to die anyway, give me two."
"No." I clasped my hands together, squinted at him, and said in a coquettish tone, "Qingqing is the best."
"Not as good as Sikong."
It smells sour. "Oh, my Qingqing is the best."
"Really?" someone asked, and I quickly nodded, "Of course."
"But the imperial mausoleum engineers cannot..."
I went up to him and patted his waist: "Don't worry, he won't survive in my hands."
Upon hearing this, Qianqing was displeased: "You should speak more tactfully. Have you forgotten the virtues of a woman?"
I straightened my chest and declared firmly, "I am a dignified seven-foot man."
Qian Qing said dismissively, "It's three feet off."
It's alright, just put Chou Qianluo under your feet. "Human matters?..." That's important.
Qianqing looked at me suspiciously: "What do you need people for?"
"Don't worry, I'm not digging a hole, I'm sleeping with you."
Qian Qing's eyebrows drooped, her tone threatening: "Is that so? Haven't you ever thought about it?"
I looked up at the sky and down at the ground, and based on the principle of asking someone to be a servant, I changed my words and said, "I will share a pillow with you in life."
Someone angrily retorted, "How dare you insult me!"
"I will share a pillow with you in life."
The man's expression softened slightly. "Come pick him up tomorrow."
"Can't it be today?" I want to...
"no."
"I want to..." I was just about to whine a little.
Qianqing suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Will coming here again kill you?!"
"No...no..." Tomorrow is tomorrow, it won't scare me.
"Your Majesty, Lord Su requests an audience."
I opened my eyes wide in fright and screamed, "A transvestite?"
"It is Lord Su."
Oh no, how did I run into this place? I'm doomed! I'm doomed! I'll look for Chou Qian, but he's not here. I'll look for Qian Qing, but he looks like he's just waiting to watch the show.
I was frantic, what should I do? What should I do? I can't die, I still have a wife and children to support.
If I crawl under the table, wouldn't that be offering myself up for a beating? Where should I crawl? Under the stool, but the small stool isn't big enough to cover half my body. I'm so anxious, what should I do?