Female Queen: My wife is Aunt Wu

Chapter 173
Seeing that Pan An was about to leave, Wu Zhaoniang pulled him back, pressed him against the wall, raised his chin and teased: "Why are you angry, little beauty, sister is joking with you!"

"You... let me go!" Facing the powerful Wu Zhaoniang, Pan An blushed, and his defense was suddenly lowered even though he was wearing women's clothing.

"Hey, I'm blushing. What's going on? Is the little beauty uncomfortable?" Wu Zhaoniang came closer and looked at her with concern.

The closer he got, the harder Pan An's heart beat. He had no resistance to this mature lady style, let alone when she was still dressed as a woman.

"Little beauty, your heart is beating so hard, is it because of me, sister?" Wu Zhaoniang put her hand on his heart and breathed hot air into his ear.

"You...go away!" Pan An pushed her away with all his strength.

Just when he wanted to run away, he found that there were many people gathered around him, both men and women. Some women cast fiery glances at him, and some men looked excited, as if they were having sex.

It's embarrassing, so embarrassing, to be watched in the street.

Pan An stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

At this time, Wu Zhaoniang came over from behind, put her arm around his waist, and held him in her arms, "Little beauty, don't run around, come with your sister!"

Under the leadership of Wu Zhaoniang, the two walked away in a swaggering manner, leaving a group of people talking.

After wandering around, it was evening and it was time to have dinner. Although we ate snacks along the way, we still had to try Chang'an's delicacies.

The two of them arrived at a four-story restaurant, which was definitely considered top-notch. It looked very impressive just from the outside.

"Just here!"

The two of them entered the restaurant and were led by the waiter to the fourth floor. From here, they could overlook the entire Chang'an City. It was truly like climbing up and looking far.

"It must be expensive to have a meal here!" Pan An said.

"It must be expensive, probably more than ten taels of silver!" Wu Zhaoniang said.

In the past, it would have been life-threatening. Earning more than a dozen taels a year was considered pretty good.

It doesn't matter now, I can have as much gold and silver as I want, as long as I don't miss this little money.

First, a pot of good wine was served. Wu Zhaoniang took a sip and said, "It's not bad. Although it's not as good as spiritual wine, it can still be regarded as the world's best."

"It really tastes good. It smells very good when you smell it." Pan An tasted it with interest, not noticing that Wu Zhaoniang was staring at his pair of white silk clothes on the table.

"Tsk, no wonder, it's unbearable to look at."

"What can't you stand?" Pan An asked.

"Uh...I mean, this wine is really good. People who drink one glass of wine can't stand it and want to drink more." Wu Zhaoniang picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Pan An had no doubts and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I don't even drink much, but I quite like it."

In this way, Wu Zhaoniang chatted without saying a word, her eyes unable to stop glancing under the table.

Perhaps because she felt it wasn't enough, she simply stood up and sat down next to Pan An.

"What are you doing here with me?" Pan An asked doubtfully.

"You want to sit closer to my wife, can't you?"

"Madam? What kind of lady, don't talk nonsense!" Pan An said dissatisfied.

Wu Zhaoniang came closer, put her hand on his white silk stockings and stroked it, and said in a frivolous tone: "That's right, you are a girl now, you are my wife."

Faced with Wu Zhaoniang's dirty hands, Pan An blushed and held him down, but Wu Zhaoniang came up and buried her in his neck.

"Don't... this is a restaurant, people will see you." "It doesn't matter, just see it when you see it. It's normal for girls to get closer to each other. Huh... Madam, smell good~" Wu Zhaoniang transformed into The slut started teasing her without caring about the venue.

Fortunately, the waiter came over with the dishes at this time. Wu Zhaoniang had no choice but to let go of Pan An, picked up the chopsticks with one hand and tasted the dishes, while the other hand was still stroking the white silk on the table.

"Can't you even stop eating?" Pan An said dissatisfied.

"No, if you don't want to, I can do what I did just now." Wu Zhaoniang threatened.

"You!" Pan An gritted his teeth angrily and stretched out his hand to Heisi.

"If you touch me, I'll touch you too."

"Okay, come as you like." Wu Zhaoniang smiled sweetly, not caring about his rudeness at all, but actively welcomed him.

During the whole meal, the two of them were fighting at the table, neither giving in to the other.

It's unclear who wins and who loses, but Wu Zhaoniang will definitely not lose, but Pan An is not sure. After all, this is a world of female supremacy, and he is the younger brother among younger brothers under the female clothes.

"How do you feel wearing my clothes?" Wu Zhaoniang asked with a playful look.

"It's not that good, it's all your breath." Pan An said with a blushing face.

"It's all my breath. It's like I'm holding you all the time. Everywhere, it's... ugh!" Just as she said that, Wu Zhaoniang seemed to have discovered something and showed a meaningful smile.

Pan An blushed even harder and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I was provoked by you just now, so..."

"Really? Is it because you were teased by me or because you were wearing my clothes..."

Faced with Wu Zhaoniang's teasing expression, Pan An didn't know how to respond, because he had two points.

"If you don't answer, then it seems that you have everything. This lady is so astringent, even if she is wearing someone else's clothes, she is so astringent and bad because of this." Wu Zhaoniang teased.

"You forced me to wear it." Pan An retorted.

"Forced you? How could I? When did I force you?" Wu Zhaoniang asked.

"In the dressing room, you took away my clothes and left only yours. Didn't you just force me?"

Wu Zhaoniang smiled, "I took your clothes, but don't you have any other clothes in your storage ring?"

As soon as these words came out, Pan An was stunned, "I...I didn't expect it."

"Did you not expect it, or do you just want to wear it?" Wu Zhaoniang stared at him.

Pan An shyly avoided her gaze and looked away, "Don't think too much. I just didn't expect that I would want to wear your clothes just because they are yours. I'm not..."

"Haha, you admitted it." Wu Zhaoniang laughed out loud.

"What did I admit?" Pan An was confused.

"You said you wanted to wear it because of my clothes."

"I'm talking about how it's possible!" Pan An corrected.

The corners of Wu Zhaoniang's lips curled up slightly, and she said proudly: "People will speak their minds unconsciously, and that's what you actually think, right?"

"No...it's not..." Pan An wanted to explain, but he had already acquiesced and had no need to explain at all.

Wu Zhaoniang smiled even happier, "The more anxious and nervous you are, the more it proves that what I said is true. I didn't expect that, madam, you would be so astringent, pretending that I was forcing you, but in fact it was you. I want to wear it, it’s really too astringent.”

(End of this chapter)