[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

The beauty in front of her is radiant and charming. Any man in this world will fall in love with her when she sees her. What's more, she is still naked at the moment. Her figure, waist, and limbs are exquisite. Body of man in arms.

Her snow-white breasts trembled slightly, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were tender and affectionate, looking at you as if you were the only man in the world.

Such a stunning beauty standing in front of you with her clothes off, her eyes full of passion, I am afraid that any man in this world will be unable to hold back, and would have already turned into a bird or a beast and pounced on her.

Unfortunately, the man sitting in front of her now is an exception.

Yan Xiubai's gaze was point by point, and he looked up and down this perfect body extremely carefully. The delicate skin, soft breasts, slender waist, and those slender thighs that are tightly packed together, every time He saw every detail in his eyes, without missing a single detail.

He looked at it very seriously, but without a trace of passion or desire, as if he was admiring a precious vase, a beautiful painting, rather than a living beauty, as long as he wanted, he could bring him countless happiness.

A lonely man and a widow are in a room together, the man is sitting, the woman is standing, the man is neatly dressed, and the woman is not naked. It should be an ambiguous and passionate scene, but somehow it looks a little more weird .

The first one who couldn't stand this kind of atmosphere was Lin Xian'er, a beauty, especially the number one beauty in the martial arts world, always lacked some patience, because most men were willing to follow her.

She twisted her waist and took a few steps forward - don't underestimate this simple action of twisting her waist, because there will not be another woman in this world who can twist her waist more beautifully, more attractively, and more swayingly.

The lively beauty just sat on Yan Xiubai's lap without any cover. She held his hand and placed it on her snow-white and soft chest, and said softly: "Mr. Yan has been watching it for a long time. How about it? Xian'er's appearance can catch the eyes of the master, let him draw a picture of it?!" Although her words were in a questioning tone, the confidence in them could be heard by the deaf.

The number one beauty in martial arts doesn't come for nothing, of course she has the confidence.

And when it comes to painting, it happened when he was in the capital. At that time, Yan Xiubai was a little transparent in the court. Of course, he is not much better now, but Mr. Yan's reputation in the Fengyue world is very famous.

He is famous not because of how romantic he is, how good he is, but because he is proficient in poetry and rhythm, especially in painting and calligraphy.

Yan Xiubai is best at figure painting, but he has a strange problem. He doesn't paint unless he is a beautiful woman. What he doesn't like is when his immediate boss comes. Don't let him start a pen. I have to say that this is because of his unpopularity. Jia, one of the reasons why she worked as a little transparent in the capital for three years.

Yan Xiubai only paints beauties, and his vision is still very high. There are not many that he can paint for willingly, but once he gets interested in painting, it must be a stunning masterpiece.

At that time, Luo Ji, the leading lady of Hongyue Tower, got a painting from him, and her value increased several times. After that, the picture of Luo Ji lying on the lotus was passed around for many years, and it was acquired by the current King Chen at a high price. Zang Jiao was carried into the mansion.

After this incident, Yan Xiubai's reputation in the field became even greater. Who wouldn't be proud of getting a painting by Mr. Yan? It is natural for women to love beauty, and Yan Xiubai's painting is like an affirmation of their appearance.

Of course Lin Xian'er is beautiful, and people who are more beautiful tend to care more about their appearance, so she wanted to be included in Yan Xiubai's paintings, if not for this, not everyone can see the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.

The soft and delicate touch in the hand is really good, Yan Xiubai thought so, when he was about to speak, there was a voice that was neither yin nor yang.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time. Brother Yan is very lucky."

Yan Changsheng jumped in from the window, and he was inevitably a little unhappy when he saw this blinding scene as soon as he came in.

He said it was not the right time to come, but he didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he picked a soft bed by the wall and sat down.

The weak beauty trembled a little because of his arrival, not because a stranger suddenly appeared in the room, but because she was captured by Yan Changsheng's aura.

But Lin Xian'er is not an ordinary person after all, she quickly adjusted her mentality, and teased, "Is this Mr. Yan's friend? Would you like to introduce Xian'er?"

Yan Xiubai rolled his eyes, swallowed back what he wanted to say, then lifted her chin and smiled: "Miss Xian'er wants to know his name, why don't you ask him yourself? Don't mention the name, who can make a girl smile , even if I am afraid of life, I can give it to you."

"Is Mr. Yan willing too?" Lin Xian'er laughed so hard that his bones were going to crumble.

Yan Xiubai smiled but said nothing.

Lin Xian'er twisted her waist and got up from his lap, and walked towards the place where Yan Changsheng was sitting in a charming manner. She didn't know if it was her illusion. Every time she took a step closer, she felt her naked body getting cold. One point, the cold feeling is like a reptile, attached to the skin, lingering.

What made her feel the most uncomfortable was that she still kept smiling even though she was feeling very bad now.

Just a few steps away, she broke out in cold sweat, and at the same time, there was a strong sense of conquest in her heart. It was a very important thing for such a man to bow down under her skirt and be obsessed with herself. Something rewarding.

She smiled and stretched out a hand, this hand is very perfect, as thin as creamy fingers like green onions, these hands can be said to be the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

When such a pair of extremely perfect hands stretched out towards you, wanting to touch your face, I'm afraid no one would be willing to refuse, but now, the man in front of Lin Xian'er is such a freak.

He not only rejected the extended hand, but also grabbed the beauty's wrist, snapped, and threw her out!

No matter how beautiful the face, no matter how good-looking the body is, if you fall to the ground in a five-body posture, you won't be able to look any better.

Lin Xian'er's face was ashen. She had never suffered such humiliation before, but her body was unable to move because of the sudden pain.

Yan Xiubai gritted his teeth, his face full of pain, "You are too unsympathetic, such a beauty can bear to do anything."

Compared with Yan Changsheng, he thought he still had a bit of conscience, so he took a bed sheet and covered the beauty on the ground.

Yan Changsheng snorted coldly, without any intention of introspection, "It's too close, it smells, it stinks!"

Lin Xian'er's face was contorted, and her eyes were full of viciousness.

Yan Xiubai subconsciously lowered his head and smelled it. It was Qixiang Pavilion which was the most popular among women. It only produced tens of catties of secret incense a year.

He was speechless, it was definitely because the other party had a problem with his nose.

Yan Xiubai thought so, so he said so, but Yan Changsheng sneered in response: "You are blind, such an ugly woman wants to draw!"

For any woman, you can say that she is not smart, you can call her a vixen, but you can never call her ugly, but any man who has said that will definitely be blacklisted in that woman's life.

Now Yan Changsheng is on Lin Xian'er's blacklist, and he will never even think about it in this life.

Lin Xian'er hated him, but the most difficult thing for her to accept was Yan Xiubai's next sentence.

"I never said I wanted to draw her, did I?"

Yan Xiubai said this with a smile, and the next moment, someone grabbed his sleeve tightly.

Lin Xian'er pulled so hard that even her knuckles turned white, "Why, what?!!"

Being insulted by Yan Changsheng, she could endure it for the time being, and she would get revenge sooner or later, but it was Yan Xiubai's words that made her unable to bear it no matter what!

Isn't she beautiful?Isn't she pretty?How could this person not be moved after seeing her perfection?Why don't you take a portrait of her? !

Yan Xiubai looked down at her with a calm expression, "I usually divide the beauties I have seen into three types. The first-class beauties are indispensable in appearance, temperament, and charm. It’s a little bit worse, but the charm and demeanor is also one in a million, and the last one is like you, with an excellent skin, but the skeleton inside is pitch black, extremely ugly.”

With a calm voice, he stretched out his hand to the back of her neck, and when he finished speaking the last sentence, he pressed down slightly, and Lin Xian'er fainted instantly.

"You want to take her?" Yan Changsheng frowned.

Yan Xiubai curled his lips into a smile: "Brother Li and I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. We should bring him some gifts when we meet again after a long absence."

I hope that for the sake of the gift, he can be merciful and don't poke him into a sieve with a throwing knife!