Detecting fragrance and ugly concubine

After enduring and enduring, Zhenliang finally didn't spit out those four swear words at the third party - believe me!

Biting her lips, Zhenliang said in a cold voice, "Master, don't misunderstand me. I told you about whom I kissed for the first time. The purpose is not to impress you, nor to make you feel guilty, nor to make you responsible. I just want you to know that we don’t owe anyone any more. Therefore, you don’t have to feel sorry for the lost first kiss, and I don’t have to feel worthless for the lost first kiss.”

An San raised his eyebrows and said, "The real meaning of your tone is that it's not a pity for me to lose my first kiss, but it's not worth it for you to lose my first kiss?"

Zhenliang imitated his haughty look and raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it?"

An San said that he couldn't agree, "It's obviously a matter of fairness, why is it unequal in your eyes?"

Zhenliang snorted coldly, blinked her cunning eyes, and asked instead, "How old is the third master?"

Ansan was startled, and then replied, "Anyway, she's much older than a little girl like you."

Zhenliang smiled with satisfaction, "You are much older than me, and I am much younger than you, which means that my first kiss is younger than your first kiss, and has more youthful value. You clearly took advantage of the younger girl, But you still expect people to kowtow to you three times and nine times to thank you? Don’t think about it.”

An San was extremely surprised by Zhenliang's ingenious explanation, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "I can accept this explanation."

Zhenliang felt that she had finally taken advantage of the quarrel, and she also showed a smile, completely ignoring the indignation when he forced her to kiss her just now, and forgot to accuse him.

The two were silent for a moment, An San suddenly asked, "The emperor really never touched you?"

"Peng... It should have been touched, but it's not the kind of touch you imagined. Remember I told you that he has so many women, just like a pig and a horse, so I think he is dirty, how could he allow it? Are you complicit with those women?"

"What a fellow!" An San's eyes darkened, and he seemed to ask with great interest, "I believe in your innocence, but I'm very curious, how did you manage to make other people think that you have successfully served the bed?" How many times? Could it be that you and the emperor agreed to act?"

"If he is willing to act with me, I would like to ask for it. However, he is arrogant and indifferent. How could he be willing to act with me? I have my own way to deal with him, but I don't want to tell you."

"I never force others to tell the secrets in my heart, but I still have a doubt. If the emperor treats you like the colorful flower and silver thief just now, would you rather die?"

Zhenliang blinked, and looked at the third party with wide eyes, "Are you curious, or do you want to prove that compared with other men, you are the most special in my eyes, and for other men, I would rather die than Submit, and for you, I am willing to make do with it?"

"I'm just curious, I won't lie to you. Besides, after your point just now, I have already understood that you are special to me because I am different from other beast-like men. I am a beast in clothes, right? ?”

Zhen Liang was taken aback, this man dared to take her words that hurt him and laughed at himself, saying that he is narrow-minded, or that he is broad-minded and humorous?

However, because of his excellent performance and attitude, Zhenliang began to chew his question carefully, not noticing the strange light in the depths of Ansan's black eyes like fire and illusion.

The third party actually compares Nangong Lie with the Caihua silver thief. Obviously, these two people have very different identities and statuses, but they also have many things in common, such as good sex and countless women, which make Zhenliang feel disgusted. Comparatively speaking, her dislike and rejection of the colorful flower silver thief was stronger. Perhaps, Nangong Lie's handsome appearance played a role. Physically, she didn't disgust him very much, but only hated his touch in her heart.

For half the salary, Zhenliang saw that the third party was as clean as himself, sincerely, and said seriously, "If the emperor uses force on me, I would rather die. The desire is really great. There are many things in this world that cannot be avoided. I control it myself, but I hope to control my innocence as much as possible. Although I am not a chaste woman, I am too obsessed with men's cleanliness. I like to be clean and dedicated, and I cannot tolerate any dirt."

An San felt that something solid like ice was melting in the depths of his heart, he stretched out a hand involuntarily, held Zhen Liang's forcibly, and said in a deep voice, "In this way, you and I are born together. Yes, I also have a cleanliness obsession with women, I like to be clean and dedicated, I don't like to meet different women, and I don't like to touch women I don't like."

The man's hands were broad and rough, but with an inexplicable security, which seemed to be able to cleanse and warm people's hearts. Zhen Liang didn't withdraw her hand, completely shocked by his words.

She was fully convinced that he was just like her.

And the message revealed from his words made her heart beat wildly, and at the same time, anger arose.

What he said clearly revealed to her that she was the only woman he had ever touched, and she was the one he liked.

For Masuzu, this tactful confession is nothing more than a great irony with more surprise than anger.

If he really liked her and cared about her, how could he agree to give her to Nangong Lie?

However, Masuzu no longer wants to worry about this kind of issue with him, because no matter how much she cares about, things will not change.

Ansan saw that Zhenliang was abnormally silent, so he tightened his grip on her hand, "You don't believe it?"

"Believe it, why don't you believe it?" Zhenliang said in a mocking tone, "Just because your technique of kissing me is so clumsy every time, I can tell that you are a novice and have no experience with other women."

Unlike Nangong Lie, who kissed her for the first time, he had proficient skills and seemed to be able to provoke her feelings easily. Although the third party's kissing skills have been greatly improved now, but Xu is the first kiss for him. He was too impressed when he kissed her forcefully once, and he couldn't reverse the jerky impression of his skills.

Although what Masuzu said is true, which man can bear being ridiculed by the woman he likes for his poor kissing skills?

Ansan's scarred face was dark, and he immediately taunted back and said, "You may not be so good."

"In short, it's much better than you, but I don't bother to respond to you." As for other men, Zhenliang may not bother arguing with him, but for this third party, she just likes to be competitive. First of all, she likes to win over him in words , and for his provocation, he was not willing to give in at all, "I have never eaten pork but I have always seen pigs running. I have seen many people kissing in various forms. In this respect, are you comparable to me? ?”

The third person has seen others kiss, but he has never seen others kiss clearly at close range, and the number of times he has seen is really not much. If not, when he kissed her for the first time, his skills would not be out of order To be made fun of by her now.

Worrying about what Zhenliang said, seeing many people kissing in various forms, An San's heart was as dark as his face, and he said angrily, "Did you grow up in Jiyuan? There are all kinds of kisses." Yes, bragging all you want."

He actually had a strong urge to kill all the people she watched and kissed. Isn't that defiled people's eyes?

In his eyes, she was an unsuitable object for children.

Zhenliang rolled her eyes at Ansan, "Aren't you ignorant? Who said that you have to be in Jiyuan to watch kisses? If I'm not the emperor's concubine now, I'll show you my hands right now and let you see, I You will be amazed by how much experience you have gained from observing and how many forms you can use.”

Hearing this, An San's eyes darkened, and he said with a slightly hoarse voice, "So what if it's his concubine? Now show me your hands and let me feel it."

Zhenliang smiled badly, stretched her arms and stepped back, "Hey, third master, are you just looking for an excuse to kiss me again?"

Ansan allowed Zhenliang to distance herself from her, and now that she was sitting on the bed, in his eyes, no matter how she retreated, she would not be able to escape from his Five Fingers Mountain.

"Yes." An San didn't hide his thoughts, but this time, he wanted to prove that his kissing skills were no longer unfamiliar or clumsy.

I didn't expect this man to admit it so brazenly. Zhenliang blushed and said sternly, "No, just now you and I have crossed the distance, this time absolutely not. After all, I am already the emperor's concubine, as long as I am one day His woman can't be too ambiguous with other men for a day."

Zhenliang's remarks once again shocked and moved the third party.

"You belong to him in name only. Since you are still innocent, it means that you are with him in name only."

Zhenliang smiled coldly, "Even if it is a nameless relationship, please respect the nameless relationship between me and him. Even if you want to kiss me again, you have to wait until I am no longer a married woman before you can kiss me."

Ansan's heart sank suddenly because of Zhenliang's second sentence, "Not a married woman? What do you mean by that?"

Zhenliang stared at Ansan steadfastly, with a gleam of expectation in his eyes, "I wonder if the third master is still willing to fulfill the promise he once made to me?"

"What?"

"You once said that if I still reject the palace after a year, you will take me away from the palace, and you will send me wherever I want to go. Although I expressed disdain for your proposal that day, but now , I’m not afraid to blush to tell you that my heart is moved, very moved, but I don’t know, will you give me this one-year chance?”

It turned out that she was referring to this matter, An San's heart was flowing, and her thin lips parted lightly, "Here."

Zhenliang believed in his sincerity and believed that this was a man who would not change his promise easily once he made it.

Her eyes looked towards the bright window sill, and she smiled expectantly, "One year is as long as it is long, and it is not short, but as long as I persist, it will always pass. At that time, if I am still alive, I can freely pursue the happiness I want."

"If, within a year, you suddenly find that your happiness is a certain man in the palace, do you still need me to pick you up?"