The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"As for you,"

As Liu Xiumei spoke, she raised her head, her eyes were watery, and she said with a bit of reverence: "That day, when you entered the city, the women of the people were lucky to see your heroic appearance among the crowd."

Damn, this woman's eyes can discharge electricity. Wang Kang looked at those beautiful eyes, as if he had been shocked.

He coughed dryly and said, "So that's the case."

"Oh, Minnv is pushing this cart and is going to sell tofu on the East Street, but Minnv is single and weak,"

These few words, what Liu Xiumei said really makes me feel pity.

"I finally pushed it onto the bridge, but I couldn't catch it... This disturbed Young Master Kang, I... just clean it up."

Speaking of which, Liu Xiumei squatted down, and the car slid off the bridge. Although it was stopped by Zhou Qing, all the baskets on the car were thrown off the car due to the vibration.

Basket Li's tofu was splashed all over the place, and it was obviously unsalable.

"Oh, what should I do?"

Liu Xiumei screamed, her eyes instantly turned red, and a few crystal tears fell down...

The delicate body trembled and sobbed, anyone who saw this scene would feel pity.

"Zhou Qing, go and pick up the basket over there."

Wang Kang gave an order, then squatted down, and asked, "Is there no one else in the girl's house?"

Liu Xiumei whispered: "Minnv's parents died early, and Xin learned a little bit of the bean curd grinding skills of her deceased father. She grinds tofu at night and sells it during the day. This... is now in vain."

"Okay, this is the end of the matter, let's get up first!" Wang Kang said.

"Folk girls listen to Master Kang."

Liu Xiumei looked up at Wang Kang as she spoke.

She was squatting, but when she raised her head, she exposed the collar she was covering, and Wang Kang was just opposite her.

That's what I saw, Liu Xiumei's neckline was wide open, and it was natural to see a gray inside, as if she was going into battle in a vacuum?

Wang Kang's eyes straightened immediately, who would have imagined such a scene under the plain clothes.

"Why are you wearing Pinru's clothes?" Wang Kang said subconsciously.

"Huh?" Liu Xiumei was full of doubts, as if she hadn't noticed that her love had leaked out at all.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, but she bent down to tidy up the scattered things on the ground. This time, she opened her collar even more, and she could see more...

It's a real hammer, it's really a vacuum.

White is simply dazzling.

Wang Kang felt that his nose was going to bleed, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and set his eyes on Liu Xiumei's face.

Covered by a few strands of hair, her face is half covered by her beautiful face, which makes her even more attractive, especially her delicate temperament, which makes people feel an urge to pity her.

It's so obvious, it's impossible for her to be unaware that she just went out wrapped in plain clothes without wearing half of her inner clothes, so this bean curd Xi Shi is a figure like Pan Jinlian?

Wang Kang thought maliciously, so he did it on purpose?Deliberately tempting yourself?

May be?A weak woman, helpless, maybe she just wants to get close to her...

Out of habit, Wang Kang still used his unique golden finger to read his identity.

Zhang Xianxian, the daughter of Zhang Ao, Marquis of Xuanping...

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it directly scares Wang Kang.

There are not many identity introductions, but it is enough to show that this is not a tofu Xishi at all, but another person.

What's happening here?

Zhang Xianxian?Qing Erniang also reported to him that when Dong Yiwu came back from Xuanwu City, she also came to Yangzhou City together.

This woman has a great reputation, has a weird temper, and is known as a demon girl. How did she get to Xinfeng County, and she also turned into a bean curd beauty, Liu Xiumei?

Wang Kang didn't know what Liu Xiumei looked like before, but since she was pretending, it must be similar.

Where did the real Liu Xiumei go?

In this case, today's meeting is not accidental, it is very likely that she did it on purpose.

She pretended to be like this to get close to herself. As Zhang Ao's daughter, she must have come to deal with herself...

In an instant, Wang Kang wanted to understand everything. Fortunately, he had a golden finger, otherwise he would have really caught her way.

Wang Kang's thoughts disappeared in a flash, and the expression on his face returned to normal, but Zhang Xianxian, who had been bending over to tidy up, naturally did not see this scene.

Looking at her, Wang Kang had a smile on his face, although he didn't know what it was?But Zhang Xianxian must have a purpose for doing this.

In this case, play with her.

Thinking about it, Wang Kang specially moved and squatted opposite Zhang Xianxian, staring at her neckline without blinking.

The face is fake, but the body must be real.

If so, isn't that enough?The daughter of Xuan Ping Hou can be regarded as a daughter of a thousand gold, not everyone can see it.

Usually, I am afraid that there is not even a man who can get close to him.

Wang Kang didn't hide it even more when he thought about it, just being so blunt.

Wow, so white!

Wow... I have to say, this Zhang Xianxian is really interesting.

"Huh? Miss Liu works all day, her hands are still so white and tender,"

Wang Kang smiled and stroked it gently, "How can such delicate hands do such rough work, let me help you!"

The skin is very tender. When Wang Kang touched it, he obviously felt her hand stiffen. Hmph, she is still trying to lure Ben Shao's attention, so I will satisfy you.

Thinking about it, Wang Kang became more straightforward.

At this moment, Zhang Xianxian was really going crazy. Just as Wang Kang saw, this was not Liu Xiumei from Xinfeng County, but Zhang Xianxian...

On that day, Zhang Xianxian decided to use a beauty trick to get close to Wang Kang, and Zhang Xianxian kept thinking about what method to use.

It is definitely not possible to come directly to the door. She is the daughter of Xuan Ping Hou Zhang Ao.