Traveling through the world's first

After reading the contents on the piece of paper, Qin Xin's face turned red instantly.

That red little face, with a shy look, looks very charming and lovely.

A pair of little hands holding the cards, not knowing what to do, the helpless look is so adorable.

"Oh, what is that?" Zhihua on the side couldn't help it and snatched the card away.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Qin Xin was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, so she had to lift up her skirt with one hand, then put her legs together, kneeled on the carpet, bent down and reached out to grab the card in Zhihua's hand.

Zhihua refused to give it to him. He raised his long arms, looked at the small words on the paper, and read them out loud.

"Kiss the person of the same sex next to you."

As soon as he finished reading it, Qin Xin snatched it away.

"Give me!"

"Ahahaha, sister Qinxin, you are going to kiss someone of the same sex. Hehe." Zhihua was laughing so hard that her body was shaking.

Qin Xin stared at Zhi Hua with a resentful look on her face, and really wanted to scold her for being big-breasted and brainless.

Zhihua was frightened by Qinxin's gaze and finally reacted.

"Ah! Master, it's not with me, is it?"

Zhihua looked at Wang Hao with her eyes wide open, looking pitiful.

"Besides you, who else is the same sex next to Qinxin?" Wang Hao spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Young Master, but..." Zhihua wanted to say something.

Wang Hao frowned and pretended to be unhappy and said, "Huh? You want to go back on your word?"

Seeing this, Zhihua had no choice but to pull up her light pink skirt, and shyly kneel on the soft carpet, closing her eyes, looking ready to be picked.

Zhihua and Qinxin have completely different styles. She is now twenty years old, like a ripe peach.

Qin Xin has a girlish style, she has a queen style, mature, intellectual and hot.

Zhihua was now kneeling on the ground with her hands on her thighs, her long black hair draped over her shoulders.

She held her head high and chest puffed out, her breasts about to burst out, like two ripe cantaloupes lying across her chest, deforming the pattern on her long skirt.

However, this sense of fleshiness suddenly retracts when it reaches the waist, and then the hips extend outward again in an exaggerated manner, revealing plump breasts, a slender waist and a wide butt.

Now she was kneeling on the ground with her skirt rolled up. The treasure that had been hidden under the loose skirt was once again revealed to Wang Hao's eyes.

Especially the peach-shaped buttocks, which made Wang Hao unable to stop imagining!

Qin Xin, who was standing next to her, was still wearing her purple dress and had her hair tied up like a maid. Her delicate and fair face still had a blush on it, especially her two dimples, which made her look extremely cute.

It's totally a quirky girlish style.

Her figure was also very well-proportioned, especially her breasts, which were even more magnificent than Zhihua's.

When Wang Hao first came here, he almost suffocated to death.

"Hurry up, Qinxin, Zhihua can't wait any longer. Remember, kiss for at least ten breaths." Wang Hao was overjoyed inside, but looked serious on the surface.

Qin Xin's face turned even redder when she heard Wang Hao's words, but she didn't dare to disobey the young master's order.

I could only slowly move my knees and come to the picture.

The two of them knelt facing each other, and they could even see each other's eyelashes.

Qin Xin stared at Zhi Hua's red lips, her heart hardened, she closed her eyes, put her arms around Zhi Hua and kissed her.

When they really kissed, Qin Xin relaxed instead. She even remembered Wang Hao's request that they kiss for ten breaths.

Two beauties in ancient costumes with very different styles hugging each other and doing this kind of thing.

This scene, this mental shock, was no less than that, and made Wang Hao swallow his saliva.

"Qinxin, Zhihua, you are too stiff, you need to move." Wang Hao moved his Adam's apple and couldn't help but remind them.

But the two of them just hugged each other like that, without moving their heads.

Wang Hao didn't want to rush him any further, and soon ten breaths passed.

The two separated, and the eyes of Qin Xin and Zhi Hua both turned red with tears sparkling in them.

"Qinxin, Zhihua, what's wrong with you?" Wang Hao was startled.

"Master, I am no longer pure. Woo woo..." Qin Xin said sadly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Young Master, we are your people..." Zhihua pouted.

Wang Hao quickly walked between them and hugged each of them with one arm.

"Oh, you must be mine, how can you not be impure? You are good sisters, and it's okay to kiss. I won't blame you. Maybe you will do something even more excessive in the future, oh..."

Wang Hao quickly shut up.

"What?" Qin Xin asked curiously.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. Be good and don’t cry. mua(●′3｀●)~” Wang Hao kissed them on the cheek respectively, and then returned to his seat.

"Okay, let's continue playing." Wang Hao picked up the tea lid and handed it to Zhihua.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhihua took the tea lid, returned to her seat and sat cross-legged.

The pink long skirt covered her broad and tight hips again, and a trace of disappointment flashed across Wang Hao's face.

"By the way, didn't I tell you not to call me Master? Well, forget it, just be happy."

Wang Hao said helplessly.

The word "young master" reminded him of a certain profession on Earth in his previous life.

This time the tea lid stopped and pointed at Qin Xin again.

"Ah, it's me again!"

Qin Xin was speechless.

"Have you ever fantasized about becoming the young master's concubine?"

Zhihua asked impatiently.

She had a smiling face, it turns out that women are born actors.

"I...I...fantasized about it."

After saying this, Qin Xin lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao reached out, pinched her delicate chin, and slowly lifted Qin Xin's head up.

He let Qin Xin look at him face to face, and then kissed her.

"Woo..."

Wang Hao’s kiss was full of predation. He kissed Qin Xin so hard that she couldn’t breathe before letting her go. Then he spoke in an affectionate tone.

"Qin Xin, you don't have to fantasize about this. You are my concubine, so it is only natural for you to marry me."

Then, Wang Hao looked at the royal sister Zhihua again.

"Sister Zhihua, you are older than me, so I will call you sister from now on. The same goes for you. You will both marry me in the future. You are both my women, do you understand?"

"Yes! I got it." Qin Xin and Zhi Hua nodded vigorously, their faces full of happiness.

In this era, for maids in wealthy families, marrying their master as a concubine was their highest dream.

As for wives, in their minds, it is tantamount to treason.

I can’t even think about it.

In the next round, it was Wang Hao’s turn again.

Wang Hao turned the tea lid hard, and as expected, it turned to Wang Hao.

That’s right, Wang Hao did this on purpose.

"Oh, it turned to me. According to the rules, I can only choose the big risk."

Wang Hao looked reluctant.

"Why is it my turn? Oh, my luck is so bad."

"Young master, hehe, this is for you." Qin Xin looked innocent, holding the box full of papers in both hands and handed it to Wang Hao.

Wang Hao put his right hand in and kept stirring it, not knowing which one to choose.

In fact, Wang Hao was not sure either.

It’s true that he is a grandmaster, but he can’t see through things.

Because when he wrote it, 80% was directed at women and only 20% was suitable for men.

For example, there is one item, which is suitable for women to do a striptease.

Therefore, Wang Hao hopes to get the remaining 20%.

Got it!

Wang Hao opened the piece of paper, looked at the words on it, and his expression instantly became interesting.