Douluo's strange martial spirit

Please correct me for typos. Thanks for the newbie!

……

Uncle Chen returned, and Zhang Zheng, him, and Qing Wei had a good drink.

The next morning, when he got up from Qingwei's arms, he still felt a little headache.

The liquor in the grocery store is so damn overpriced.

Zhang Zheng had a headache and let Baijiu take the blame, completely forgetting that he was still young.

Taking off Qingwei's little feet on his legs, Zhang Zheng got off the bed alone and walked into the bathroom to wash up.

When he turned around and saw that Qingwei hadn't woken up yet, he didn't bother her and just opened the door and went out.

After preparing breakfast, Qingwei got up and arranged for someone to take it in.

By the way, prepare some hot hangover soup to save her a headache all day long.

After giving instructions to the maid passing by, he staggered downstairs.

"Uncle Chen, I will help you with your soul ring tomorrow. I will go out in a while. Don't hold it in at home. Go out for a walk.

By the way, tell me hello to Tiandou Academy. I plan to send Angela to further her studies. "

"Okay! Leave it to me!"

Of course, Uncle Chen would not refuse such a small matter.

After breakfast, Zhang Zheng had already got on the carriage, and his destination was Tiandou City.

In the most prosperous area of ​​Tiandou City, Zhang Zheng got out of the car with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Looking up at the five-story building in front of him, which looked simple yet elegant, he felt a little palpitating in his heart.

If he could win over the owner here, he could even give up the entire Zhang family store.

Walking into the lobby with flowers, the receptionist saw him and ran out enthusiastically, greeting him with a kind smile on his face.

"President Zhang, you haven't been here for a long time."

"hehe...!

There have been a lot of things lately, so I am not here. "

Nodding politely to the front desk, he walked upstairs with steady steps.

Seeing Zhang Zheng walking upstairs, the little girl who had smiled kindly just now suddenly showed a gossipy look on her face.

"Do you think that President Zhang will be successful in his pursuit of the landlady this time?"

Back at the front desk, several little girls immediately started whispering.

Since Zhang Zheng came here a year ago, the first time he saw the landlady, he decided to make her the master of his harem.

Even if he gives up the small shop, he plans to win over the owner here.

He has plenty of resources and enough money now, so he doesn't have to worry about making a comeback after giving up the Zhang Family Store.

But the temperament of the owner here made him, who was once an old bachelor and now a big pervert, feel excited.

After seeing it once, it took root in his heart.

All the way to the fifth floor, every staff member he met on the way would greet him with a smile.

There is no way, Zhang Zheng is too famous.

This is because it is not yet time for the opening of this place, otherwise, more people would know Zhang Zheng.

Arriving in front of a quaint door, Zhang Zheng, just like his younger brother Chu, barely suppressed the throbbing in his heart. After adjusting his collar, he gently knocked twice on the wooden door with his hand.

Dong Dong Dong...!

"Yuehua, I'm Zhang Zheng, can I come in?"

In the room, a beautiful woman was arranging flowers leisurely.

When she heard the knock on the door, a trace of displeasure flashed across her graceful and delicate face.

You know, the fifth floor here is her private space. Under normal circumstances, outsiders are not allowed to come up at all.

But when she heard Zhang Zheng's voice, the displeasure on her face had disappeared, leaving only deep helplessness.

She was about to be forty years old, but she was actually liked by a twelve-year-old kid, which made Tang Yuehua feel dumbfounded.

She doesn't hate Zhang Zheng, she even likes this precocious little kid.

Because the way he treats others, he doesn't look like a child.

If two people were the same age, Zhang Zheng would definitely be an ideal partner.

He has connections and is incredibly strong, so he is definitely the perfect candidate to help him revitalize his sect.

But the only difference is that the age difference between the two is too big.

Even if Zhang Zheng didn't care, Tang Yuehua couldn't make him look like this.

As for the issue of specialization.

hehe...!

If the second brother hadn't been so devoted back then, how could the sect be in such a state of decline.

But no matter how helpless there is, Zhang Zheng is here.

Given his status, Tang Yuehua had to meet him.

Besides, I really got along well with him.

"Come in! My little door can't stop the famous President Zhang."

After being helpless, Tang Yuehua could only simply pack up the cut flower branches, and then responded in a joking tone.

With a slight crunching sound, Zhang Zheng, holding a bouquet of lilies, stepped into the room.

"Yuehua, give it to you!"

The tip of his nose moved slightly, sniffing the fragrance in the room.

Seeing the beautiful middle-aged woman who was busy with her own business and ignored him, Lao Zhang's ageless young heart was full of youthfulness.

After all, he lusted after girls' bodies.

But when it comes to his wife, as a man in his forties, he still finds graceful and luxurious women most attractive to him.

Tang Yuehua could even see that Zhang Zheng was blushing a little.

Naturally, Zhang Zheng didn't know her true identity.

He only knew that when he sent Qingwei here to learn aristocratic etiquette a year ago, he was attracted by her aura at the first sight and gradually began to fall for her.

He had only seen that kind of temperament in Bibi Dong.

But Bibi Dong is the kind of person who looks down on everything, and the woman in front of her is indeed graceful and luxurious.

Even if he pretends to be young, he is still a middle-aged uncle in essence.

Tang Yuehua felt that the age difference between the two was too big, but Zhang Zheng knew very well that the age difference between the two was not that big.

What's more, Tang Yuehua is slightly younger than him.

After taking the lily that Zhang Zheng gave to him, Tang Yuehua found it very interesting and smiled gently at him.

The outside world says that President Zhang of the Douluo Chamber of Commerce is lecherous, and the reality is indeed true.

There are countless beauties in his garden.

He himself is a senior VIP member of the auction house.

But who would have thought that a person with such a reputation would actually show a shy side in front of a man who is almost forty years old.

"hehe...!

Thanks! I accepted the flower!

Sit anywhere and I'll make you a pot of tea. "

Reaching out to take the flowers, Tang Yuehua pursed her lips and chuckled, motioning Zhang Zheng to sit down, and then solemnly put the flowers into the vase.

His movements are elegant and his manners are dignified, making him a pleasure to watch.

Seeing Tang Yuehua's busy back, Zhang Zheng's eyes lost the calculation of the past, and he just gently admired her graceful figure.

Tang Yuehua is not a simple person. If she can become the proprietress of Zhang's store, then he will be blessed in the future.

Not long after, she came back with a wooden tray.

There are hot water, tea leaves, teapot... and other necessary tools inside.

Seeing this, Zhang Zheng quickly stood up to greet him and took the tray.

"Yuehua, don't work so hard, let me do it!"

Putting the tray down and seeing Tang Yuehua making tea, Zhang Zheng immediately wanted to take over.

When his hand touched the warm and smooth back of Tang Yuehua's hand, the two of them retracted their arms almost at the same time, as if they were electrocuted, with a hint of avoidance and embarrassment in their eyes.

Zhang Zheng can guarantee that he really did not deliberately take advantage of Tang Yuehua.

What he did just now was completely unintentional.

"Don't move, I'll do it!

You are too young, I don't trust your tea making skills.

If you waste my good tea, I won't be done with you. "

After giving Zhang Zheng an angry look, Tang Yuehua was not angry, but whispered softly.

While she was talking, her hands were already busy.

Warm the cup, wake up the tea, and brew it.

Every movement is so elegant, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Every look and every movement is just right.

Tang Yuehua is not the most beautiful woman Zhang Zheng has ever seen, nor is she the strongest woman he has ever seen, nor is she the most suitable woman for his current physical age.

But who can say clearly if I like this kind of thing.

After brewing, it is naturally the tea tasting stage.

Taking the teacup she gave him with bare hands, Zhang Zheng put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it before putting it down.

“The water is gentle, the people are gentle, and a cup of tea brings you the tranquility of ancient and modern times.

Yuehua, you should understand what I mean.

I don't know how you support Yuexuan yourself, but I hope that I can help you share this pressure in the future. "

Putting down the teacup, Zhang Zheng seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head and stared at the woman opposite him lovingly, grabbed her warm little hand and said softly.

A woman like Tang Yuehua is like a profound book with unknown stories behind her.

As for Zhang Zheng, he didn't mind slowly understanding her.

(Please recommend and collect)