Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 69 Your Feet Are Beautiful
An Qiyue raised her eyebrows, thinking that if you don't withdraw, she is waiting for my old lady to invite you to sleep, get out of here, I'm so sleepy, the door is open for you...

Zuo Qing stood at the door and turned around, staring at the slippers An Qiyue was wearing barefoot, said: "Your feet are beautiful."

An Qiyue raised her hand and brushed her long hair casually, and said with a coquettish smile, "I'm not pretty all over, huh?"

Zuo Qing's eyes moved up and landed on An Qiyue's face, and he smiled ambiguously: "Well...except for the face, are the other places beautiful, I have to take off naked and have a chance, so I can appreciate it."

An Qiyue gritted her teeth, Ma De, there is no limit to how cheap a man is, you should be tasting wine, and tasting it.

An Qiyue leaned lazily against the door, pursed her gorgeous and full red lips, blew a kiss over, and said with a bright smile: "Left Bureau, I wish you a sweet dream. Oh, yes, I will go back tonight and train you well." Your newlywed wife, you have seen my method of An Qiyue, she is not my opponent at all."

After finishing speaking, An Qiyue slammed the door shut tightly, leaning on the back of the door, angry with a toothache...

I really want to scold you for being a fool... Tomorrow she has nothing to do but find someone to install security windows on the balcony.

*
The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Aya just woke up when she received a call from An Qiyue.

Aya was stunned for a moment. Isn't today a day of rest and adjustments? The schedule is so tight that I don't even have time to rest.

The call is connected.

"Little ancestor, why are you going crazy so early in the morning?"

An Qiyue wiped her lipstick in front of the mirror, and said, "I'm looking for someone to install a security window on my balcony, the kind that is indestructible. Also, tell He Yang not to come over later, I have my own arrangements."

Aya held her toothbrush in her mouth, stunned for a while, and said, "What anti-theft windows do you install on the eighth floor, to prevent thieves or wolves?"

An Qiyue replied casually: "Everyone is on guard. Guard against thieves who steal your heart, and wolves who are lustful."

As soon as Aya heard this, she knew something was wrong, and she couldn't help blurting out, "Master Ji Wu climbed the window again? No, he's in Wancheng."

An Qiyue stepped on a black one-piece bag casually, then walked to the door and changed into a pair of mountain shoes, and replied: "My mother is so charming, all men in the world are dead, he is the only one who wants to climb my window .”

Aya smiled over there, and said, "Okay, little ancestor, I'll let someone pretend for you when I turn around."

An Qiyue put on a dark green peaked cap, opened the door and then closed it again, saying, "I'll put the spare key under the doormat. There's nothing important today, so don't call me."

Aya: "Look at your posture, are you going to go out to kill people and steal goods?"

An Qiyue smiled: "It's not suitable to do this kind of house robbery in broad daylight. I'm going to burn incense in the temple, so I'll hang up first."

An Qiyue hung up the phone, hooked the spike headset hanging around her neck to her ears, and disappeared at the end of the corridor like a gust of wind.

*
The Huanglong Temple on the outskirts of the city is a famous national 5A-star tourist attraction in the imperial capital.

An Qiyue stood at the end of the bluestone steps, condescendingly overlooking the vicissitudes of the entire imperial capital.

The luxury, honor and disgrace of the imperial capital have turned into wisps of vines and vines on the ancient city wall. The maple leaves of the mountains have been quietly falling in successive dynasties, and the blood and blood of modern times have dyed the ancient city river in the south of the city. Yue took off the headset and stuffed it into the bag, turned around and drowned in the crowd.

Huanglong Temple, the place where Buddha statues are enshrined, gathered many pilgrims.

　PS: An Qiyue: Burn high incense, pay homage to Aunt Jun, ho ho!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)