When I plan to go to Chang'an next time, I will print out ten copies and give them to Yuchi Yiseng.

After finishing all these, Zhuang Zhou lay down and prepared to sleep.

At this time, Ural stood up on his legs and yawned.

Then.

He actually sat down directly on the books on the table.

Zhuang Zhou wanted to laugh when he saw how human-like it looked.

After thinking for a while, he said:

"Hey, Ural, if we were to create a special feature on portraits of beautiful women, what would you name it?"

Listen to Zhuang Zhou say this.

Ural actually crossed his legs, thought for a while with a thoughtful look on his face and said:

"How about calling it 'Tang Feng Liu Yun'?"

"Tang style?"

Zhuang Zhou smacked his lips for a moment and said:

"Your name is very good!"

Ural immediately responded:

"This Tang style is the theme, and Liuyun sublimates the theme."

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Zhuang Zhou felt that this explanation was even more perfect.

He immediately praised:

"I didn't realize that you, little turtle, have some skills."

Ural turned his turtle face, looked at Zhuang Zhou and said:

"Then could you please answer one thing for me, Master?"

"What?"

"What were you and that girl named Hongyu doing in the house last night?"

Oh my god!

This Ural is really not serious!

"I didn't do anything!"

Zhuang Zhou immediately made an excuse and said:

"Just lie in bed and sleep, nothing will happen."

Ural thought for a moment and said:

"But aren't humans supposed to sleep quietly?"

"Yeah! What's wrong?"

"But I heard you screaming 'Ah ...' last night? Why is that?"

Zhuang Zhou: “…”

Damn it!

It heard all of this.

So embarrassing!

Fortunately, Ural only heard the shouting.

Don't know what really happened.

So Zhuang Zhou naturally wouldn't admit it:

"You're wrong. I didn't scream at all last night."

But who knows.

Then Ural said:

"I've recorded it... If you don't believe me, I'll play it for you."

Follow.

An unbearable audio sounded:

“Ahhhh~~~”

“Mmm~~~”

“Hu~~~Hu~~”

“So cool~~~So comfortable~~”

It can be said that the big strings are as loud as heavy rain, and the small strings are as soft as whispers.

The sounds of the strings are mixed and chaotic, and pearls big and small fall on a jade plate...

Zhuang Zhou: “&%…#￥…”

You fucking!

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