Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 692 Boudoir "Uncle Li, let's have breakfast together, let's start as soon as possible." After Wang Zhiruo said this, she lowered her head slightly, a little shy.

But in Li Miao's view, these were the most sincere words, and his heart was inexplicably moved.

The breakfast was very simple, and everyone ate together. Wang Longba and Wang Tianyun didn't say much, let alone the situation of Li Miao's company. They knew that this might disturb Li Miao's thoughts, and they had better wait for this matter to end Let's discuss it again.

After breakfast, Wang Longba leisurely ran to the yard to practice Tai Chi, and Wang Tianyun also said that he had something to do, so he left early.

How could Li Miao not know, they were afraid of putting pressure on themselves.

Now, only Li Miao and Wang Zhiruo are left.

The atmosphere was a little tense and a little shy.

Perhaps, in front of beautiful women or mature women, Li Miao would not hesitate to take off his clothes, but in front of young girls, he was full of thoughts.

He knew that he had to maintain peace of mind now, but he found it really difficult.

People are not sages, who can bear it?

But today, if he can't bear it, he has to endure it. In order to solve the current difficulties and benefit more people, he must endure it.

But Wang Zhiruo, a simple girl, suffered a lot.

"Zhiruo, do you really know everything?" Li Miao looked at the innocent Wang Zhiruo, but his eyes were full of concern.

Today, she is wearing a light blue dress with a plain belt around her waist. She looks small and exquisite.

On the well-behaved ponytail, there is a cartoon hairpin embedded, which is slightly embellished, so that this vitality can be exuded, which is very cute.

A pair of small white shoes under the feet are spotless, making these exquisite little feet look so beautiful, I really want to be held in the palm of my hand.

"I know, I need to take off my clothes." Wang Zhiruo's voice was very low, but Li Miao listened carefully. For some reason, when he heard her say these words, Li Miao didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, he just felt very innocent. No distractions.

"Zhiruo, in addition to cleaning clothes, you also need to sit cross-legged, gaze around, palms together, without distractions, do you know that?" Li Miao asked softly.

"I know, it seems that the scene has appeared in my mind." Wang Zhiruo raised her head, thinking about it.

Li Miao felt that all this was really miraculous.

"Zhiruo, I want to ask for your opinion. If you want, uncle will not force you." Li Miao looked at Wang Zhiruo's pink face, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"Uncle Li, if I don't agree to you, I won't come, let's start quickly." Wang Zhiruo tugged at the corner of Li Miao's clothes somewhat firmly.

"However, if you succeed, you will also become a cultivator. Can you accept it?" Li Miao still chose to ask clearly.

"Of course, then when I study abroad, no one will dare to bully me." Wang Zhiruo smiled innocently like a child.

"Hehe, then I can rest assured." Li Miao nodded with a smile.

"Okay, Uncle Li, let's start quickly, don't think about it so much, let's have nothing else to do." Wang Zhiruo stood up, took Li Miao's hand, and wanted to leave.

"Where to go?" Li Miao finally considered that a quiet environment is needed, which is the premise.

"Follow me." Wang Zhiruo pulled Li Miao out of the house and walked towards the deepest part of the courtyard.

Most of the leaves of the sycamore trees fell, but they still stood upright. The leaves on the ground were stepped on by the two with a cheerful rhythm.

Li Miao had never experienced this feeling.

It's like first love, a little shy, but heart-pounding.

Under Wang Zhiruo's leadership, Li Miao finally came to a room. From the outside, the wooden door looked antique. Although it looked a bit bleak, the front door was spotless.

"Uncle Li, come in with me." Wang Zhiruo pushed open the door and led Li Miao in.

Inside the house, a sea of ​​pink is unexpected.

The pink foam carpet spreads all over the floor, the big pink bed, the pink sheets, everything looks so warm.

The wallpaper, accessories, and even the tables, chairs and benches all have that lovely pinkness, which makes people feel like this is a holy place for girls.

"This is my little place to relax. When I was in a bad mood, I would come here, roll around a few times, lie down, and then sleep. My mood will be much better." Wang Zhiruo took off her shoes with a smile , quickly ran to the big bed.

Li Miao also took off his shoes, he couldn't bear to stain the clean carpet, it was soft and comfortable to step on.

"Uncle Li, lie down quickly and try my big bed." Wang Zhiruo beckoned Li Miao over.

It is impossible to share a girl's bed with others casually. How can you tolerate sharing such a private thing with others?

However, in two situations, it is possible. First, it is a best friend who cannot be better, and second, it is a man who can be entrusted for life.

Of course, Li Miao does not belong to both, he belongs to the third type.

The third kind of tacit understanding, but the relationship is so hazy.

Li Miao walked over with a smile, and lay heavily on the big bed, the soft bed seemed to allow him to sink into it.

The two smiled happily, from the bottom of their hearts, their tense nerves were completely relieved at this moment.

"Uncle Li, I don't know why, but I'm happy to see you." Wang Zhiruo snuggled up to Li Miao's side, her innocent appearance made Li Miao feel the goodness of youth.

"Me too." Li Miao gently stroked Wang Zhiruo's small head, as if communicating with the person closest to him.

At this moment, Li Miao realized how ridiculous it was that he was afraid that he couldn't control it before, because the state of mind of the two of them was simply impossible for people to have distracting thoughts.

"Uncle Li, let's start, we can have lunch later." Wang Zhiruo sat up slowly, blinking her watery eyes.

Li Miao nodded, smiled and patted Wang Zhiruo's small shoulder.

"On the carpet, the bed seems too soft." Li Miao said.

"puff"

"Hehe, hehe..." Wang Zhiruo was amused by Li Miao's words, and the smile was so sweet.

The two came to the center of the carpet by coincidence, and sat facing each other, staring deeply into each other's eyes.

"It seems that I have to take off my clothes." Li Miao pretended to be serious.

"Hehe, Uncle Li, you can take it off first." Wang Zhiruo's words made Li Miao very happy, why does it sound like it will always make people think in a wrong way.

"Okay, hehe." Without hesitation, Li Miao began to wipe off his coat and shirt, and then his chest was exposed.

Although not as domineering as a muscular man, Li Miao has no fat at all, and looks like a standard figure.

Unknowingly, Wang Zhiruo's face flushed with embarrassment.