Cold general's little work

In the end, of course, You Shaolan and Fu Yuan were selected. Although Fu Yuan couldn't keep up halfway through the shouting, they were still selected.

Fu Yuan didn't expect that although he had doubts, it was a good thing to be selected, after all, it was King An.

When he thought of Su Le'an's face, he couldn't help thinking about it.

"Everyone, there are other girls in the building." The bustard is the best at doing business.

Some chose to stay, some simply left.

Zhou Mohuai left without looking back...

Seeing Fu Yuan, You Shaolan couldn't help but frowned.

The two of them have never dealt with each other, and they don't like each other.

Su Le'an sat on the bed in obscene clothes and waited.

When the two of them saw Su Le'an when they entered the room, they were startled, and Fu Yuan felt like his heart was going to jump out of his throat.

"Have a cup of tea first." Su Le'an pouted her chin.

Naturally, the two would not refuse.

Su Le'an smiled, not to mention how wicked, these two are a duo of idiots, they even drank tea casually.

Su Le'an put on her shoes and got out of bed: "Thank you both for spending a lot of money to support An'an's performance."

You Shaolan snorted coldly, and would make him want to live or die soon.

If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have left the root cause of the disease. Now he doesn't feel anything when he sees a woman.

Su Le'an stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yuan's arm: "Prime Minister You will be angry if he knows you're here."

"No, I took my own money."

Fu Yuan pinched Su Le'an's jaw, and was about to kiss him when he was stopped by You Shaolan next to him.

"Don't you want to be together?" You Shaolan smiled obscenely.

Su Le'an blinked at him.

You Shaolan was fascinated for a moment, but unfortunately, such a beauty turned out to be a man.

Su Le'an went to the bed and blew out the candle.

Then the special curtains were closed, and the room was instantly plunged into darkness.

At this moment, Fu Yuan grabbed You Shaolan's hand without saying a word.

The two got on the bed in a hurry, throwing their clothes on the ground.

Su Le'an sat on the chair with her hands folded over her chest, listening to the slow sounds on the bed.

At this time, Duan Yan came out of the cabinet.

"I really don't know, what's so good about it." Duan Yan frowned.

Su Le'an patted the stool beside her to signal Duan Yan to sit down.

The clothes Duan Yan was wearing were not convenient, but he sat down after listening to Su Le'an.

Su Le'an poured a cup of tea: "Have a cup of tea."

Duan Yan refused, there was no need to even think about adding something to the tea, otherwise how could those two become like that.

"Forget it if you don't drink." Su Le'an rested her chin on one hand and listened carefully.

It was fine at first, but Duan Yan felt more and more uncomfortable as it went on.

Su Le'an casually threw the apple to Duan Yan: "The breathing is too heavy, eat an apple slowly."

After Duan Yan took a bite, he suddenly realized that the apple had already been swallowed into his stomach.

Duan Yan calmed down and said slowly: "Does it have to be like this?"

Su Le'an smiled and stood up: "I don't have eyes for sand. Since you want to harm me, you should be fully prepared for backlash."

It's ridiculous, he actually thought that he would really agree to marry him.

Duan Yan leaned on the chair, and gradually became delirious, but he was not driven by desire, and he still sat quietly as if nothing had happened.

Su Le'an sat in Duan Yan's arms: "Really don't want to?"

"think."

Duan Yan bit his lower lip to bleed blood, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, his limbs and bones seemed to be crawled by ants.

Su Le'an chuckled, touching and touching her little hands restlessly.

Duan Yan hugged Su Le'an tightly, and his voice was close to pleading: "Even just this once."

"There are two over there, why not..." Su Le'an couldn't help laughing.

Duan Yan kissed Su Le'an's lips.

Su Le'an didn't resist, the more this happened, the more difficult it was for him.

Duan Yan let go of all dignity, and even knelt down to beg Su Le'an.

Su Le'an sat on a chair with her small face upturned, looking aloof.

"Duan Yan, don't be an example." Su Le'an pinched Duan Yan's cheek and stuffed the antidote into his mouth.

From birth to now, Duan Yan has never been in such a mess as he is today. The puddle on the ground was all left by him.

He leaned on the wooden table helplessly and stood up.

"Even if you don't use me, I will get rid of Long An." Su Le'an said and pushed open the door. The smell in the room was really bad.

Seeing this, Mel put clothes on him.

"Before they wake up, separate them." Su Le'an instructed.

Mel nodded.

Su Le'an went into the next door, tossed and tossed for so long, and was sleepy to death. The only pity was that he only heard Duan Yan's constant begging for mercy. It would be even more exciting if he could see it.

Su Le'an hugged the quilt and gradually fell asleep. After all, he was also exhausted. No matter where he was, Zhou Mohuai was a strong horse, which made him admire.

Duan Yan changed his clothes, opened the curtains, and looked into the bed by the moonlight.

The two were still entangled, which made him uncomfortable for a while.

On the way back, he kept repeating what happened just now in his mind. He actually knelt down and begged Su Le'an, and even begged him, even if he stepped on it...

Thinking of this, Duan Yan casually found a medical clinic, and the pain was burning, and he didn't need to think about it to know that being stepped on by Su Le'an was serious.

The doctor opened the door and was taken aback when he saw Duan Yan.

Duan Yan's face was sullen, and his eyes were piercingly cold.

The doctor checked Duan Yan's injury: "Fortunately, it's just scratched a little, but you seem to be scratched here."

The doctor took the ointment and gently applied some medicine to Duan Yan.

Next to the chest, it was Su Le'an scratching with a knife.

"If this hand is a little heavier, it will be cut off. You have to bear with it." The doctor frowned and sighed. How can a young man dare to play with anything now.

After Duan Yan returned to the Hou's Mansion, he lay heavily on the bed, and what happened was always lingering in his mind...

Su Le'an slept as well as she wanted.

You Shaolan got up early and left the brothel. His memory of yesterday was too vague. He remembered that he and Su Le'an were then paid...

Fu Yuan's memory is similar, anyway, it's messed up, but the only thing that is certain is that You Shaolan, the damn thing, touched him.

Su Le'an sat by the window and had breakfast.

"You're having fun." Mei Er put the bun in front of Su Le'an.

Su Le'an took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun and nodded: "It's pretty satisfactory."

Mei'er sat opposite Su Le'an: "From today on, you don't want to have any good reputation."

"What is fame? Can it be eaten?" Su Le'an didn't care. Fame is life for a shameless person, but for him, it's nothing like fart.

The news that Wang An really picked up customers at the brothel quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, and some people were eager to try it, but the price was too high for them to bear.

Su Le'an was wearing a pink gown, holding an oiled paper umbrella, and was walking on the street first.

"Who am I? Isn't this King An?"

Su Le'an put down the hairpin in his hand and looked up, seeing that it was Su Heng, he ignored it.

Behind him stood Xiao Nan and Luo Luo.

"How about it, is it a good feeling to be a young lady?" Su Heng sarcastically said.

Su Le'an handed the silver to the owner of the hairpin stand, and then put several hairpins into his sleeves: "It's quite comfortable."

Su Heng snorted coldly: "Let's not talk about the general this time, I'm afraid even ordinary people won't want you."

Su Le'an looked at Su Heng with a smile. If this were put into modern times, he would not be able to release him easily for half his life.

He buys his hairpins, he walks his way, and he insists on saying yes to him.

"You're right." Su Le'an didn't want to quarrel with him. It was like playing house with a child. What's the use of fighting for a moment.

Su Heng wanted to take this opportunity to mock Su Le'an, but unexpectedly, he didn't care.

"Hmph, bitch." Su Heng flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Su Le'an held the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, and Yinghong's small mouth pouted dissatisfiedly. It would be good if he didn't find him unhappy, but he didn't know what to do, so don't blame him.

Su Le'an passed by the tea shop, bought some high-quality tea and walked towards the General's Mansion.

Zhou Mohuai has disliked everyone since he woke up in the morning, especially when he heard the rumors outside.

Some people said that Su Le'an would rather accept guests than marry him. Others said that he abused him and forced him to do so.

Butler Li was watering the flowers with a kettle. Hearing the sound of arguing at the door, he put down the kettle and walked out.

Su Le'an's face flushed with anger.

"Housekeeper, they, they won't let me in." Su Le'an pointed at the two guards.

Butler Li walked over with a smile: "New here, I don't know you, come, come, come, come in."

Su Le'an smiled and handed the tea to Butler Li: "I'm passing by to see you."

Sitting in the yard, Zhou Mohuai was wiping the sweat on his neck. Hearing Su Le'an's voice, he unconsciously looked up, only to see him handing the tea to Steward Li.

"The old slave thanked King An." Steward Li saluted respectfully.

Su Le'an held an umbrella in his hand, and smiled faintly: "Where is that King An, he's just a young man in a brothel."

Butler Li raised his face: "King An is King An, no matter where he is, what he does, or where his identity is, there is no doubt about it."

Although Su Le'an was smiling, his expression was very lonely.

Zhou Mohuai saw all this in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go back first, lest the general's wife see and mock me, I can't stand it." Su Le'an turned and left the general's mansion after speaking.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even give Zhou Mohuai a look.

Zhou Mohuai was still waiting for him to talk, but he just left...

Angrily, Zhou Mohuai threw the cotton cloth in his hand to the ground.

"Butler Li." Zhou Mohuai said angrily.

Butler Li walked into the yard with the tea in his hand: "What orders does the general have?"

Zhou Mohuai pointed to the tea in Butler Li's hand: "It's brewed, I'll try it."

Steward Li was stunned for a moment, and then hugged the tea leaves in his arms: "That's not acceptable, this is given to the old slave by King An, and the old slave must put it away carefully."

"..."

Zhou Mohuai's face turned livid: "Do you want me to send you to the brothel to be his housekeeper?"

"It's not impossible..." Butler Li made a thoughtful look.

Zhou Mohuai clenched his hands tightly into fists.