Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Zhao Qingpei could clearly feel that with every floor he climbed, the intensity of the surrounding guards increased.

In this situation, it would be very difficult for Liu Qingqing to take Sheng Yingting's medicine without knowing the state of other people.

"Son."

Obviously, the little girl also felt the guards around her. It was getting stronger and stronger, and if the young master's plan was followed, it would probably not go ahead, so Sheng Yingting called back softly with a questioning tone.

"I know, keep walking."

Now that he's here, Zhao Qingpei also wants to see what Liu Qingqing, who is number one on the beauty list, is like?

At the same time, he was also very curious as to why a woman could control the existence of Great Zhou's number one information.

Zhao Qingpei was thinking as he walked.

With Liu Qingqing's financial resources, why does Wangjiang Tower have to hold a special meeting every time?

Could it be that Liu Qingqing is also feeling young?

Or there are other reasons.

Soon, under the leadership of Sheng Yingting, Zhao Qingpei arrived at the highest floor of Wangjiang Tower.

"Dong dong dong..."

On the highest floor of Wangjiang Tower, a beautiful wooden door stands quietly, simple and elegant.

Sheng Yingting gently stepped forward and pressed her fingers lightly on the door, making a crisp and sweet sound.

The door slowly opened, and a soft light came out, illuminating the entire corridor.

Sheng Yingting was stunned for a moment.

The sight before me was stunning. An extremely beautiful woman sat by the window. Her skin was as white as jade, her eyes were as deep as the sea, and her long hair was as smooth as silk. She sat there quietly, as if she were integrated with the scenery outside the window, giving people a sense of tranquility and elegance.

The sunshine outside the window shines on the woman's hair, adding a bit of vitality.

The whole room is filled with a light aroma, making people feel comfortable and relaxed. The river view outside the window is unobstructed, the sparkling water reflects the afterglow of the setting sun, the beautiful scenery and the beauty complement each other, making people intoxicated.

The breeze blew gently, blowing Liu Qingqing's long hair and the gauze curtains by the window. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, gently brushing her cheek, adding a bit of softness and charm. The light curtains sway in the wind, adding a mysterious and romantic atmosphere to the whole room.

Liu Qingqing seemed to be attracted by the beautiful scenery outside the window. Her eyes followed the ripples of the river, as if she was chasing some distant memory or dream. There was a deep and intoxicating emotion in his eyes, as if he had established a silent tacit understanding with the scenery outside the window.

"Miss, people are here."

The maid next to me reminded him softly.

This pulled Liu Qingqing's thoughts out of the window.

"Sir, come in."

Liu Qingqing's eyes moved to Sheng Yingting, and she also noticed Zhao Qingpei behind her.

He has a handsome face and fair skin, but his eyes are hollow, revealing a deep darkness.

The special temperament is unique and charming, and the brows reveal determination and bravery.

And due to the influence of supernatural powers, Zhao Qingpei's temperament has reached the extreme level of restraint.

Liu Qingqing's eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Qingpei's figure, and then her joy was quickly hidden.

"Sir, please sit down."

What happened to Zhao Qingpei downstairs in Wangjiang Tower has reached Liu Qingqing's ears.

Liu Qingqing was also very curious about a blind man spending so much money to see her.

When Liu Qingqing actually met this special strange man, he found it very interesting, not only because Zhao Qingpei was blind.

A person's temperament is linked to his experience.

So whenever Liu Qingqing meets someone, she can guess their past just by looking at their temperament.

But she couldn't see through Zhao Qingpei.

Confucianism is reserved and scholarly.

The murderous aura of Jianmei's murderous intent.

Two contradictory points were born in Zhao Qingpei.

Even the overbearing aura of dominating the country with great aura can be vaguely felt.

"Young master, you are really a strange person."

Zhao Qingpei slowly sat down, and Liu Qingqing took the initiative to speak immediately.

"Little sister, you are also very good."

He should be a master of pharmacology and sword practice because of the special medicinal flavor.

"Sister, you are so beautiful."

Sheng Yingting's sudden words also made Liu Qingqing couldn't help but put her hands in front of her face and snickered softly.

"Little sister, your mouth is so sweet."

"Sir, please let me play a piece of music for you. I rarely play music to others."

"Thank you, Miss Liu."

Zhao Qingpei had a slight smile on his face.

Liu Qingqing blushed slightly at this scene.

Zhao Qingpet was thinking about what he should do.

There are currently seven masters of the Sixth Realm alone on this level. In this case, it is okay to take Liu Qingqing away by force.

But the noise will be too great.

It's a bit difficult to subdue seven masters of the Sixth Realm in an instant and quietly.

If he uses his magical power and covers it with his strongest sword power, he might be able to take down this group of people.

It's really not possible to do this kind of thing by force.

"Sir, I haven't played yet. Why is there a wry smile on my face? Is there something unhappy?"

The little maid next to her was also shocked when she saw her young lady actively asking questions.

Normally, many dignitaries, after meeting the young lady, would be so excited that they would want to get closer and say hello.

All of them were attached to the young lady’s cold ass.

But today, the young lady was uncharacteristically active and asked if she was unhappy.

This made the maid think, are blind people so popular?

In the eyes of the maid, Zhao Qingpei was just a little bit more handsome, no different from other handsome young men and rich businessmen who came here.

As for the temperament in Zhao Qingpei's body, those who can understand it will get deeper and deeper into it.

Liu Qingqing is one of them.

"It's not an unhappy thing. Everyone has worries. It's just that they can't be sorted out."

"Yes, the young master is right. I hope that the young master will feel better after listening to this piece of music played by the slave family."

The room is filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. In this quiet and warm space, Liu Qingqing sat on an exquisite wooden chair, holding an antique pipa in her hand.

Her fingers gently slid over the pipa strings, producing melodious and sweet notes.

These notes echoed in the room, as gentle as gurgling water, and as passionate as mountain waterfalls.

The wonderful music flows gracefully, and Sheng Yingting was attracted instantly.

At the end of the song, Liu Qingqing pressed the strings lightly and spoke softly.

"Sir, how are you?"

"Very good, girl, you can also perform a talent."

"I?"

Sheng Yingting pointed at herself in confusion with a confused look on her face, just like a girl who was selected by her parents to perform during the Chinese New Year.