Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 258

I pointed to it with my eyes: "There."

Koala immediately flew into a rage, but Xiao Bei, a man of great principle, stopped him from acting rashly.

This kid is easily provoked. Zi Qing secretly smiled, while Zi Zhen looked worriedly towards the door. Zi Qing winked at her, and she obediently lowered her head again.

I took a sip of tea, wondering what they were whispering about.

"Would the Eleventh Young Master like to hear some music?"

I glanced at the strange man across from me (he even brought bodyguards to brothels), "What kind of music would you like to hear, Ninth Master?"

"random."

"Okay, that's exactly what I wanted to hear." I whispered to Ziqing, who pinched me shyly and gave me a kiss, saying, "You're so naughty."

"Women don't love men who aren't a little bad." Take this as an alternative compliment.

Ziqing sat down on the side zither to the left of the main zither. Under the light gauze curtain, a beautiful woman reclined. Ziqing washed her hands and lit incense. The smoke curled up and the mist was hazy.

Zi Zhen sat listlessly beside me, I couldn't tell if she was dissatisfied with me, or with the bodyguard.

Ziqing plucked the strings of her zither, producing a clear and pure sound. She looked at me shyly and softly sang, "Touch my little hand, my little hand is so smooth..."

"Pfft—" The polar bear sprayed his tea all over the table.

"Master!" The six giants took a step closer, and the polar bear forced himself to remain calm: "It's alright."

King Kong stood up again, his sharp, piercing eyes scrutinizing me.

I leisurely leaned against Zizhen and drank tea. With your master's meager skills, killing him would be a waste of time.

"Touch my face twice, and my cheeks will be rosy and perky... Touch my breasts ten times, and my nipples will be red and juicy... Touch my buttocks forty times, and my buttocks will be proudly shy... Touch my buttocks fifty times..."

"No need to sing anymore." The polar bear waved its hand impatiently, finding her increasingly disgusting as she touched him.

I looked at him blankly, blinked, and said, "What? You think it's too slow? You're not getting to the point?"

"Shut up!" Xiao Bei glared at me fiercely.

I cowered in fear, hoping to summon Ziqing back to save my life.

The polar bear stared at me and said, "You're just like the rumors say."

I was in high spirits—there were rumors about me! I was so excited: "What rumors?" It must be praising my invincible prowess.

The polar bear slowly began, "In your words, your international reputation is terrible."

"International? Does that mean I've become an international superstar?" I stared at him, my eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The polar bear looked out the window, ignoring me.

I excitedly hugged Ziqing and kissed her wildly: "Ah! Ah! So Grandpa is so famous."

Zi Qing wiped the drool from her face, her smile still bright: "Congratulations, Eleventh Master."

"Of course, of course. When I have money, I will definitely marry you and take you as my concubine."

Ziqing nestled in my arms and said, "Ziqing has remembered what you said, Master. You must not go back on your word."

"No, no." It's just that the master will never have money.

"Lord Shen, I urge you not to be complacent."

"What's there to be afraid of? I have Chouqian above me, my old mother below me, and Zimo in my middle. I can completely dominate the international arena."

"It seems that Lord Shen has forgotten his place."

"Identity? That's nothing." I hugged Ziqing, dismissing his question with disdain.

"Give me a kiss," Zi Qing laughed. "Ninth Master, would you like one?" I pushed Zi Zhen away, but Zi Zhen swayed and didn't move.

Xiao Bei shook his head: "A heartless woman is a courtesan; Lord Shen should be content with his lot."

Zi Qing persisted in her coquettish pleading, and I comforted her with heartache: "Ninth Master, that's not right of you. How can you generalize from a single case?"

“Exactly,” Ziqing chimed in, and I pinched her nose.

"For example?"

"Du Shiniang".

Xiao Bei shook her head, not knowing.

"Du Shiniang was a famous courtesan with a poignant love story... In the end, she embraced her treasure and jumped off the cliff with a thud. From then on, the world gained a female ghost, lost a devoted woman, and gained a heartless man."

Ziqing nestled in my arms, wiping away her tears; Zizhen looked slightly sad.

“Fabricated stories are not to be believed.” The polar bear, admiring the scenery expressionlessly, suddenly said, “The villa has nice facilities.”

I went to great lengths to get this; it's top-notch, isn't it? "What do you like best?"

"The sports field, the washroom."

"Haha, a toilet is a toilet, no need to be so subtle."

"Thank you for your trouble in making these preparations, Lord Shen."

"You're too kind, you're too kind."...