The man froze for a moment--

In the middle of the night, I have to prepare gifts for women.

Alas, the head of the patriarch is also very poor.

However, the mouth still responds.

"Yes, I don't know when the patriarch will you want it?"

"Right now!!"

The subordinates knew, and a short time later, they sent silk satin and a box of gold and silver jewelry.

Zhao Ziming's eyes were instantly narrowed: "What is this?"

The subordinate blinked: "This...is this what you want from the patriarch?"

what happened?

He did it wrong! ?

That's right!

"Before you...Which lady's room did you want to prepare such a gift?"

Those wives of Zhao Ziming doted on concubines, but Zhao Ziming used such a trick to coax people who were angry.

It's been a long time, don't need to elaborate, the subordinates already know.

As you know, Zhao Ziming waved his hand abruptly: "Stupid things, such vulgar things, will trick your wife, as for other women..."

If he guessed right, the big maid beside Zhao Qin could not be bought with these crude gold and silver jewelry!

"Fetch the double-ringed white jade pendant I got at the birthday banquet last year!"

You have to use what kind of gifts to treat any kind of woman, so that you can appear, you are moved!

For a woman, sometimes, she is not concerned with the gift itself, but with you as a person, whether she has any thoughts on her!

Zhao Ziming's lips faded with a smug smile--

In his current capacity, he is only focusing on those women.

Needless to say, he must dare to touch that maid.

Soon, his subordinates delivered the things, and Zhao Ziming had already packed them up.

He did not bring his entourage, but walked to the other courtyard where Zhao Qin lived alone.

Zhao Qin's residence and Zhao Ziming's residence are like two ancestral halls, the old and the new, completely unrelated places.

Using poor health as an excuse, Zhao Qin lives near the Baohe Temple.

It is closer to the mountain, and the air is fresher, but it is also colder at night.

Zhao Ziming wrapped his clothes tightly, glanced at the address on the note in his hand, and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Peng..."

The gate of the courtyard opened.

Not locked.

He raised his eyebrows lightly.

At midnight, the gate of the courtyard was not locked.

Is there a visitor, or

Waiting for someone to arrive!

A girl's house does not close at night.

As a man, that consciousness will naturally let go of itself, and some fragrant pictures will be yelled at.

"interesting"

It's just that I don't know if this fragrant picture is reserved for that Zhao Qin or for other men!

Ambiguous, he pushed the door and entered.

"Girl Yu'er?"

In the courtyard, lanterns flickered.

Under the light and shadow, a enchanting posture sat with his back facing away.

When she heard the movement, she did not look back, but continued to do her own thing.

Zhao Ziming's eyes narrowed, and he looked around subconsciously

Seeing this, this beauty has guests.

But when I looked around, I didn't see anyone, nor heard other movements.

Is wondering--

"Patriarch Zhao, what are you doing? You pass the door but don't enter, and you go the wrong door?"

Looking down slightly, Ling Luoyu turned around gracefully, a ripple in his eyes.

That stunning glimpse of beauty instantly touched Zhao Ziming's heart.

--What a nice view!

It's not that Zhao Ziming's concentration is not enough.

This look, on any man, can't bear it!