Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Zhao Linger and said, "I have never accepted you. This is all just your wishful thinking."
Zhao Linger said: "Okay, okay, it's all my wishful thinking. It's fine as long as my sister doesn't interfere."
Zhou Zhiruo was still very unhappy. She continued to say to Zhao Linger, "Old woman, what I hate most is someone lying to me. Tell me the truth, did you take advantage of my man last night?"
Zhao Linger's pretty face turned slightly red. Thinking back to what happened last night, she couldn't help but laugh out loud again.
"Ha ha ha ha".
After a long time, she recounted what happened last night to Zhou Zhiruo.
The details were so detailed that Zhao Linger almost turned their kiss into a storytelling.
Zhou Zhiruo frowned when she heard this: "You, you, you are shameless."
Zhao Linger laughed and said, "I'm shameless, but I think I'm okay. Even if I'm shameless, I don't pester Zhang Wuji every day and ask for several hours."
"During the time a certain person was in Hanzhong, he limped almost every morning when he walked, but the moment he saw me, he pretended to be indifferent."
"Alas, people with low cultivation are just useless."
"You..." Zhou Zhiruo was so angry that she was speechless. After a long while, she finally spoke, "You old woman, how can that kind of thing be related to cultivation? Not to mention me, even a real fairy can't stand such a long time of torment.
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The war is imminent, and Zhou Zhiruo no longer wants to argue with Zhao Linger about this matter. If she continues, she will only get angrier and angrier.
Zhao Linger's mind was constantly reminiscing about what happened last night, and she was immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.
Just as she said herself, she is almost thirty years old, and she enjoys the feeling and looks forward to that wonderful moment coming soon.
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At night, Zhao Linger's beautiful face would still be filled with charming and playful laughter.
Zhou Zhiruo on the side was already a little anxious: "Hey, old woman, I beg you, don't be so lustful anymore. Don't you see what the situation is now? It's almost midnight. Why don't you go and meet your men?"
Zhao Linger slowly turned her head and said to her, "Little slut, now you know how to beg your sister. It's not a problem if you want your sister to be more proactive, but you have to promise your sister one thing."
Zhou Zhiruo was almost anxious to death, and Zhao Linger also knew Zhou Zhiruo's temperament well.
She also knew that only by using Zhang Wuji as a cover could she control Zhou Zhiruo. Apart from that, everything else was worthless in the eyes of this little slut.
Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly said: "Sister, my dear sister, my man's army is probably already ambushed outside the city of Xianyang. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. As long as she can successfully capture Xianyang, there is nothing I won't agree to."
Zhao Linger smiled slightly, and then she said leisurely: "Okay, sister is indeed a straightforward person, then I, an old woman, will be straight with you. After Zhang Wuji takes Xianyang, you must turn a blind eye to the affairs between us. Don't always cause trouble for me, and don't always pester Zhang Wuji. Now that things have come to this, you should give us some space."
"You," Zhou Zhiruo was almost mad: "It's already this time, and you are still thinking about that kind of thing."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "I just thought about it. What can you do to me? I think you are a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man. You little slut is being moisturized day and night. Of course you can bear it. I am almost thirty years old. If I don't think about a man, I am afraid that in a few years, I will even have trouble giving birth to a child."
Zhou Zhiruo was speechless. She didn't want to have any verbal communication with Zhao Linger again in her life.
Among all the women of Zhang Wuji, Zhao Linger is the only one that Zhou Zhiruo can't handle.
She couldn't beat him in a fight, and she couldn't win in an argument. If they were to compare their net worth, she would be no match for Zhao Linger.
Fortunately, Zhao Linger is rich enough to rival a country, otherwise Zhou Zhiruo would not turn a blind eye to the affair between her and Zhang Wuji.
In the end, Zhao Linger was forcibly dragged out of the room by Zhou Zhiruo.
Midnight was almost over, and if Zhou Zhiruo didn't get down to work, she would be really anxious to death.
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In fact, compared to Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Linger is also anxious. As she said, she likes Zhang Wuji so much that she doesn't care about her life and property.
In order to help Zhang Wuji successfully capture Xianyang, she mobilized everything she could.
The reason she pretended to be nonchalant was simply because she had already arranged everything and there was nothing else to prepare.
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There had been a curfew in Xianyang City long ago, and these two peerless beauties, with their extraordinary skills, avoided the eyes and ears of the patrolling Yuan army.
A moment later, they arrived at the place they had agreed with Han Qi.
When the two of them arrived, Han Qi had been waiting here for a long time.
The moment he saw Zhao Linger, Han Qi immediately knelt on one knee and said, "Greetings, Master."
Zhao Linger quickly supported her and said, "Miss Han, there's no need to be so polite. How are the preparations going?"
Han Qi nodded slightly: "Everything is ready, just need the master's order."
Zhao Linger glanced at the moon in the sky and said, "It's almost time, let's get started."
Han Qi nodded slightly, then she took out a warning firework from her arms.
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