But she still knew why Zhao Yun asked her for something.

So sexual xing asked directly, "You want me to marry the master of that Zhuang."

Zhao Yuan Mai, did not rebut, nodded, "Well, Wen Mai, I tell you, your brother-in-law is rich, but this lord of Zhuang has more money than your brother-in-law, just like this finger, the Fang family is a finger, Master Zhuang is ten fingers, you understand?"

Zhao Yunma knew that although this sister was stupid, she wanted to be the only one of her.

She may not have looked at Master Zhuang, but she will definitely look at Master Zhuang's money.

Zhao looked at his fingers, one, ten, how could he not be moved.

But she felt that it was wrong, and felt that she really wanted to choose Master Zhuang and would lose a lot of important things.

There is no panic in my heart.

"Wen Mai, what you wear on the shen, is given to you by Master Zhuang, you see that you are not together now, he is so attentive to you, and when you marry, you will give birth to a child and a half daughter, the dealer is yours."

The dealer is yours, yours, yours.

Zhao's heart was a little fire shadow, this man seems to become a raging fire, burning up.

“Is the Lord rich?”

“That is nature.”

Zhao's silence.

After a while, he asked, “Why did he choose me?”

"This," Zhao Yunsin hesitated for a moment, "because Mr. Zhuang likes his daughter very much, his daughter has been married, and when she learns that you have three daughters, she moved her mind, Wen Mai, Master Zhuang's meaning, let you marry the three of them with the three of them."

With three children?

Zhao felt that he might not be able to bring three children at the root, but couldn’t help but ask, “Wife or concubine.”

"Wife, Grandpa Zhuang has been with him for many years, and there are several aunts in his house, but they have not given birth to children."

“

There were a few aunts Zhao who didn’t care, but she didn’t like the man anyway.

She liked his money, and he could bring her a rich life.

“So what did he do with the women, was that his aunt?” asked Zhao.

"Of course not, it is the servant of his house, come to show you the body of the shen, he said, you can marry your daughter, but you can't take Zhu Jiro's child, if it is a son, what can you do?"

Zhao’s voice was serious.

He looked up and touched his stomach.

Will there be a child in here?

Will there be?

She felt that it might be, because except for the ri night in the past few days, they quarreled and did not go together, and every night before they came twice, and her body was extremely easy to conceive.

"How to see"

"If you promise, they will come in and touch your stomach, and you will see below."

Zhao suddenly blushed, stunned and shocked.

And humiliation.

In this place, she realized that only her own man could see, and there was no way for the midwife, but with a few women, she was embarrassed.

“Think, Mr. President, think of Master Zhuang.”

And the mother of Zhao demagogues.

Zhao’s face was reddened with a red face.

“Then you took off your clothes and I’ll call them in.”

“

The mother-in-law is out.

There is a Zhao in the house.

She slowly stood up and took off her clothes, lay down on the stew, and pulled the quilt to cover herself.

Four women came in.

It is also clear that Zhao is likely to be the next lady.

First of all, respectfully salute, "Madam, offended"

Zhao's face was red, did not dare to look at them, just turned his head to the inside.

The four women stepped forward and lifted the quilt, looking at the snow-white shen son, all a little surprised.

I can’t believe it’s such a special thing.

The chest xiong big waist fine buttocks tun, if the master of his own life to see, he must not love AI in death.

For this reason, the four people have plans in their hearts, and the examination of Zhao is much light.

"No"

Zhao felt that someone had put his finger in and called out.

The shen is tight.

"Ah," cried the woman, looking at her hand, and was stunned, and looked at the other three faces, and did not dare to care.

The four quickly checked and carefully covered the quilt for Zhao before leaving.

Zhao's quilt tightly grasped the quilt, and her body was trembling.

Then slowly embrace your stomach and curl up.

The man just put his hand in.

She broke her heart shen.

She knows exactly why, because every time she gets pregnant, shen is particularly sensitive.

She is pregnant, she is pregnant.

So, will it continue?

Go back to the Zhu family, give birth to this child, and Zhu Erlang live a good day rizi, or for money, marry the lord of the village.

There was no one around, and he was alone.

When I saw four women, they asked, “What?”

His eyes were wide open, wet in her hand, wiping with her hand.

"Go back to the master, Madame Zhao is not pregnant, nor is she sick," said the woman.

Not only that, the body shen is still beautiful tight, good for a few years, the skin is white and tender, it must be a thing.

Zhuang Weisheng looked at the woman who wiped her hands, thinking that her fingers had been somewhere, and she was fiery again.

“Come on down first, I’ll go in and see.”

Then the four women entered the courtyard in the look of consternation, and closed the door.

“

“

The four looked at each other and were all thinking carefully about whether they had done a bad place before.

This lady, Zhao, is afraid that she will become the new lady of their dealership.

After all, that wonderful body shen, few men can resist.

Zhuang Weisheng entered the house, and saw the stew, and Zhao's family curled up with a shen, holding the quilt, facing inside.

Showing most of the white back, and the snow-white hips, and the slender legs.

The skin that covers the clothes is so tired.

Love Qing can't help jin swallowing mouth water.

“Isn’t it okay?” asked Zhao.

The voice was hoarse, with grievances, and displeasure.

But this is the sound, the hooked Zhuang Weisheng a blaze came up, desperate to jump up, put Zhao's body under the sun.

“Ah.”

Zhao screamed, frightened and angry.

Zhuang Weisheng even covered Zhao's lips, touched it with one hand, and that feeling made his head rise, "Good, you don't bark, obediently follow me, after you want to give you what master you want."

“

Zhao was angry.

But he was unable to move.

“Oo, wow.”

She rolled her eyes, and was incredulous and irritated again.

"Be good, follow the Lord, give you everything," Zhuang Weisheng said, quickly pulling his pants.

He hit and entered the body of Zhao's shen body.

“Oh”

Zhuang Wesheng sighed.

Is he really happy?

This feeling, he also had a lot of women, but never had one, gave him this feeling.

It made him want to explain directly.

Zhao was comfortable and aggrieved, tears were full of faces, but he couldn't help humming.

After the end, Zhuang Weisheng coaxed, took Zhao's family in his arms, loving and pitifully, "Good, Mo cry, crying Lord's pain"