House Management Chapter 2199: Three moles again

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Paris tonight, her dress changed again from last night. She wore a pair of black boots on her feet and a very colorful short skirt around her waist, which was not short, almost reaching the knees. The skirt was almost transparent at the bottom, which looked **** and fashionable. Her upper body is a white lace shirt with a black plush jacket over her, and her hair is draped over her shoulders. She looks back and smiles brightly.

She followed and continued to walk upstairs, the walking posture, it seemed that she didn't need to be pretentious at all, it gave people an enchanting feeling.

It can be said that if you see this woman's back and figure in the street, more than 90% of the men in the custody can catch up from behind to see what she looks like.

Zhang Yu walked behind her, after hearing what she said, he couldn't help but say: "You can really see."

"There is nothing I can't see here. Besides, I am very confident in your strength." Paris said without looking back this time as she walked.

"Seriously, I don't have any confidence in myself..." Zhang Yu said with a curled mouth.

"You don’t have to be humble, you can destroy my teacher’s Seven Luck Pearls. From this point of view, even if your strength is not as good as my teacher, you still have the cultivation base of the Great Star Master. In Europe, it should be one of the few." Paris praised.

As they talked, they went upstairs and soon came to Zhang Yu's room.

Paris didn't even see outside, carrying her bag to the window, where there was a small round table and two chairs.

She even took out a bottle of XO from her bag and two slender goblets.

The woman didn't speak, she just opened the wine, and poured the reddish-brown wine into the cup. Both cups were half a cup. She cast a wink at Zhang Yu, and then sat on the chair.

"This is a good place to drink." Paris seemed to say to herself.

"You are really in good spirits..." Zhang Yu spread his hands and smiled, then walked to the chair next to Paris and sat down.

"Of course, there must be a good show." Paris said with a smile.

"Good show..." Zhang Yu was stunned and said: "The island woman is not weak, but compared to Inzaghi, I am afraid that I am more sure about it."

"I'm not talking about her..." Paris shook her head and smiled: "As you said, how can she compare to you..."

From Paris’s tone, it seems that Zhang Yu’s tomorrow’s rival Che Yumi is not taken seriously.

After all, Zhang Yu won Inzaghi, who has the Seven Luck Pearls.

"Then what is the good show you are talking about..." Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"You defeated Duluf last time and ruined one of my teacher’s magical weapons. This time you defeated Inzaghi and ruined another of my teacher’s magical weapons. You said... Am I? There must be a good show to watch..." Paris said, reaching out and holding up the wine glass on the round table, and lightly compared to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yushun also picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "You are telling me, beware of your teacher."

After saying this, the two gently touched the wine glasses.

The glass of wine was put to the lips, and the two of them took a sip. Zhang Yu's drink was not the kind of petty dignity, so he took half a glass in one sip. Originally, Paris just took a sip, and seeing Zhang Yu drank half of it, she bit the bullet and drank half of it.

The stamina of foreign wine is great. When I drank it before, I didn't feel anything, but after a period of time, it will be up. Therefore, Paris usually only drinks half a glass at a time, and half a glass of wine can last for several days.

And this bottle of XO is not a full bottle, but Paris's private collection. Half of it was drunk by myself, and I have never asked anyone to drink it. This time I took it to Zhang Yu's side, and it was a treatment that no seniors like Duluf had ever enjoyed.

Half of the drink, Paris put down the glass and said again: "Where is this notice, I think you can think of it yourself."

"Thanks to you for reminding me, because I really didn't expect it to be so far away. By the way, you said that your teacher would seek revenge from me, so I don't know what kind of means would there be?" Zhang Yu asked deliberately.

"The method is hard to say. It depends on whether the teacher wants your life, or just punish you and stop." Paris said, putting her right hand under her neck and gently lifting her chin. . Through the glass window, looking at the stars outside.

"Then I ruined two of your teacher's magical instruments, and the possibility of stopping after punishment is probably not great." Zhang Yu smiled again.

"You are so smart..." Paris glanced at Zhang Yu with a smile on his face and said: "As a teacher, I will definitely not act with you openly, at best, I will play tricks in secret. If you can deal with it calmly, then with the teacher’s caution, you will definitely weigh it again. The older the person, the more scruples..."

She was worried about Zhang Yu when she saw Zhang Yu ruining the Seven Luck Pearls. But now I saw Zhang Yu, but he didn't show the slightest worry. Talking and laughing, there is nothing secretly.

But Zhang Yu understood that this was a kind reminder from Paris. As Paris said, if Zhang Yu could give Pisano a little bit of color, then Pisano would not dare to do anything with Zhang Yu easily.

Many accomplished masters, when encountering other masters, once they find that they are not sure of winning, they dare not easily make enemies with them. This is the most adequate performance of the old man of Tianji, who ranks first in the weapon spectrum in Xiao Li Feida. Regardless of the number one, he has not dared to do anything with Shangguan Jin Hong, who is ranked second. When you are old, you are less courageous, and you don't want to ruin your fame. It was exactly the same, and finally died under Shangguan Jinhong's hands.

"You really know your teacher..." Zhang Yu said, holding up the wine glass, and nodding and smiling at Paris.

Paris also held up the wine glasses, and the two gently clinked the glasses. Zhang Yu took a big mouthful as before, and the wine in the glass was gone. Paris had no choice but to follow suit.

She grabbed the wine bottle again, poured half a glass for Zhang Yu, and half a glass herself.

The wine was poured, and after glancing at her eyes, Paris suddenly saw that there was blood under the collar of Zhang Yu's robe. During the day, Zhang Yu sprayed blood in public, and he didn't know if it was serious.

"Are you okay during the day, there is a lot of blood spurting..." She was concerned in her heart, but her mouth was very casual, seemingly just a casual question.

"Nothing." Zhang Yu also said casually.

That's how it is said. At that time, Zhang Yu was backlashed and Dantian was shaken, which had a lot of influence on him. Because the higher his cultivation base, the more serious the backlash. After Zhang Yu, his performance has been very calm, making his disciples mistakenly believe that he is doing it. It's not an injury.

"It's okay...I'm still wondering how I vomited blood easily. It seems that this is also a type of your Eastern Profound Art..." Paris raised the glass.

Sure enough, she thought so too.

Zhang Yu raised his wine glass, simply nodded and said, "It's true."

At that time, I used Absorption Dafa, but unfortunately it failed. It is indeed a mysterious technique.

The two drank another half a cup and continued to chat. Paris and other festers seemed to only appear around midnight. Time is not yet there, and there is no sign of an outbreak.

Let’s talk about it, when XO is drunk, it tastes good and doesn’t seem to have much energy. Zhang Yu is not a drink. After a while, I drank up the half bottle of XO.

Paris has drunk this bottle of wine for three years before drinking so much. Tonight is great. I have made a meal.

Paris didn't feel distressed. Seeing the wine drank, she stretched and stood up, "borrow the bathroom."

"Whatever." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

He ignored Paris either, and then looked at the stars outside. The starlight tonight is very beautiful, and there is Dulufu's formation in the room, which makes people feel particularly comfortable.

This kind of good formation, Zhang Yu doesn't need to break it, just stay at home.

He raised his hand and pushed the window open. After XO drank his stomach, his body became a little hot. This is normal.

Paris got up and walked towards the bathroom. She was not drinking too much. She stood up and walked two steps just in time for Zhang Yu to open the window. The breeze from outside blew into the room. It was winter. The wind was a bit cooler. When it hit Paris's body, she couldn't help but feel dizzy.

She went into the bathroom, solved the problem first, and then went to the wash basin to wash her hands with water.

As soon as the water came out, she suddenly saw that there was a piece of black lace on the marble countertop next to the sink.

A closer look, it looks like a pair of trousers. Paris was stunned for a moment, wondering how Zhang Yu would have this here.

She reacted quickly. After drinking, her slightly ruddy cheeks instantly became red. She is absolutely sure, isn't this the **** she left behind yesterday?

In an instant, Paris's heart fluttered. She left this here last night and did not take it away. She originally thought it would be burned by Zhang Yu, so she would definitely not stay. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu actually put this in the bathroom.

What it means for a man to leave a woman's this, as long as a woman with a little bit of emotional intelligence understands the truth.

"This guy seems to be polite on the surface, so I already have this idea in my heart..." Paris muttered in her heart, raised her head, and looked in the opposite mirror.

In the mirror is her own shadow. Looking at herself inside, Paris’s chin is slightly upturned and her chest is straightened. She said in her heart: "As far as my appearance, as far as my body, what a man looks I won’t be tempted..."

On her face, she was full of pride. After a long time, she washed her hands, but her eyes were still staring at the **** on the side.

After washing her hands, she couldn't help picking up the panties. There were traces of festering last night on them, but they were dry.

"A big man, even if he wants to save it, he should wash it anyway..." Paris frowned slightly, and even washed it herself.

As a European woman, Paris is different from the domestic Xiaojiabiyu. Simply wash it and just hang it in the bathroom.

She came out from the inside and walked leisurely to the bed. Zhang Yu was still sitting in the chair, but she did not go back to sit. On the surface, everything is normal, but her face is red and her head is a little confused.

Paris sat down on the bed and lay back, the posture was the same as that of Zhang Yinling, the little girl next night. It's just that the two people are really different, Paris's posture seems to be that freehand. Moreover, this seems to have nothing to do with the clothes on the body.

"Why are you still lying down?" Zhang Yu asked, turning his head.

As soon as he turned his head, he could see Paris's blushing face, clearly drunk. Paris' eyes were half-closed and half-open, as if going to sleep. Zhang Yu couldn't help frowning and said, "I didn't drink much."

Paris opened her eyes slightly and gave Zhang Yu a blank look. "Speaking like this, it's not a gentleman."

"I am a Taoist, but not a gentleman." Zhang Yu curled his lips.

This bit of wine is nothing to him.

"Dao Master... can you help me..." Paris raised her chin and said lazily.

"What is busy..." Zhang Yu asked curiously.

"I was uncomfortable lying on my shoes..." Paris said weakly.

"Then take it off by yourself." Zhang Yu frowned.

"I'm drunk..." Paris's voice tactfully, a little coquettish.

"I'm drunk with this little wine..." Zhang Yu stood up, don't say it, this is really a bit strong, Zhang Yu hadn't felt it before sitting, this one, plus being blown by the wind before , My mind is also a little confused. After all, Zhang Yu has a lot of Zhujiu really, even if the amount of drink is stronger than the average person, it is not particularly strong.

"Really a little stamina..." Zhang Yu said.

I was standing now, and I was more clear when I saw Paris. Paris is not only flushed on her face, but her chest is also undulating, which is particularly attractive.

Zhang Yu is a normal man after all, and there are days when he hasn't done that kind of thing, for a while, the unsatisfied little partner has even become aware.

Fortunately, the gossip fairy clothes are generous enough to not be discovered.

Zhang Yu's concentration is also enough. He swayed for a while and went around to the other side of the bed. Paris's hanging legs actively stretched out when he arrived.

"Let me tell you, tonight is just for the sake of your drinking..." Zhang Yu said grinningly.

"Okay, okay...thank you..." Paris said a little impatiently.

Zhang Yu reached out and grabbed the boot, pulled the zipper down, and then pulled it down, and Paris's boot fell off his foot. Zhang Yu first took off the boot of her right foot, and then tore off the boot of her left foot.

He also glanced at him by the way, Paris's feet are not small, she is definitely not a woman with small feet, at least it can look like 38 or 39. Her feet were whiter than her body, and there were three moles on the sole of her left foot.

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was stunned when he saw the three moles.

When I saw Zhang Yinling’s little feet next night, there were three moles on her feet, and Paris also had three moles on her feet. This is a coincidence.

He unconsciously looked at the three moles on Paris' soles carefully, and Paris, who was lying on the bed, was looking at him with merriment.

Seeing Zhang Yu's eyes fixed on his feet, Paris's cheeks burned even more.

She hurriedly dropped her legs, and said deliberately dissatisfied: "What are you looking at?"

"I didn't see anything." Zhang Yu was ashamed to say that he stared at the mole on his foot.

"Your hobbies are really different..." Paris curled her lips.

The reason is also very simple. Her **** are in the bathroom, and now Zhang Yu is staring at her feet. Any woman will inevitably find that this man's hobby is a bit strange.

"What hobbies..." Zhang Yu frowned and said.

He's not stupid, he has realized what Paris meant. Of course, Zhang Yu had forgotten about the panties. After he answered Miss Allen's call last night, people went downstairs. It’s not an important thing to put the **** there, plus I didn’t go to the bathroom afterwards, how can I remember this.