The woman walked towards Du Ao.

This is a woman who is extremely charming in every dress and gesture. Anyone can see that she is not only rich, but also must be extraordinary in birth. Otherwise, it would be difficult to have such elegant temperament.

The woman's every frown and smile has an indescribable charm. She came to Du Ao with a glass of wine, her eyes full of respect and admiration, and said in a gentle voice: "I have heard that Mr. Du is a rare man. It is true that he saw him today. The little woman respects Mr. Du with a cup."

The woman raised her head and drank it all in one go.

Although she respects Du Ao, she just drinks by herself and does not force Du Ao to drink.

Du Ao looked at her, suddenly poured a glass of wine and drank it.

If this beautiful and charming woman wanted Du Ao to drink, Du Ao might not be able to drink, but she did not ask Du Ao to drink, but Du Ao drank instead.

Du Ao is such a person, and no one can guess when he will do what he will do.

"Who are you?" Du Ao looked at him. Although he had not been in the world for too long, he was definitely not a fool, so of course he was prepared.

The woman seemed to have not seen the defense in Du Ao's eyes, so she sat down in front of Du Ao naturally, poured himself a glass, and then said, "I am a woman, a very beautiful woman, you should be able to tell."

She was not humble at all. But no one had to admit that this was the truth. This county town is called Qishui County. There are nearly 10,000 people in Qishui County. There are also thousands of women aged fifteen to thirty, but there are absolutely no more beautiful women than her.

Du Ao has seen many beautiful women, but he has to admit that this woman is only one or two inferior to Murong Qiudi, Zuo Mingzhu, Lei Chun and Tequila in terms of appearance and temperament, and is even more beautiful than the swiftlets she had seen in the past.

Du Ao said: "You are indeed very beautiful."

The woman smiled sweetly and said, "Where are you, are you a man?"

Du Ao smiled and said, "You can't see it?"

The woman said: "People are divided into many kinds, and men are divided into many kinds. Everyone's minds have different divisions of men."

Du Ao: ‘In your mind, what kind of man is considered a man?’

The woman said: "Some men like women, but some men only like men. In my opinion, men who only like men are not men at all, but women."

This woman's words are amazing, but also very insightful.

Throughout history, there have been many people who like men. There are really many people who are good at Long Yang.

Du Ao smiled and said, "A man who likes women is a man in your mind?"

The woman smiled sweetly and said, "It depends on it."

"What do you see?"

The woman said: "Some men like women, but they don't have the courage to be with women. Such people are not men, they can only be considered ghosts and cowards."

"It makes sense." Du Ao took another drink and said, "I am not a coward, but a real man. As long as the woman I like, I will find a way to get it."

The woman smiled more happily. She was already beautiful, but she smiled even more beautifully.

The woman dragged her chin and looked at Du Ao with even more admiration and said, "It seems that you are indeed a real man, so are you a man who is attracted to me, a woman?"

There are few such straightforward women in this world. Even in the past life, there are not many such straightforward women.

Although Du Ao was strange, he quickly answered: "Women like you will be moved by anyone who sees you, and I am no exception."

The woman smiled and said, "I am also attracted to you. I want to be with you." As she said that, she rushed towards Du Ao and wanted to pounce into Du Ao's arms.

Her eyes and her actions all make people think that she is Du Ao's lover.

Even though Mei Ziyi took out his sword, Du Ao, who was still sitting still, moved immediately, avoiding the woman's hug, as if it was not the warm and fragrant soft jade that rushed over, but a poisonous snake.

The woman lost her pounced, unwilling to give up, and continued to pounce twice and began to lose her pounce.

At this time, she was already sitting in Du Ao's position, and Du Ao was already sitting in her position, and the two were still sitting opposite each other across the table.

The woman glared at him angrily and said, "Are you really a man?"

Du Ao smiled and said, "Of course I am."

"But why did you reject me? Am I not good-looking?"

Du Ao sighed and said, "Of course you look good, of course I want to accompany you well, but it's not possible yet."

"Why not?"

Du Ao said: "I don't know who you are yet, and I don't know why you want to accompany me?"

"Because I like you and I admire you, so I will accompany you."

Du Ao smiled and said nothing.

There are many meanings to laugh, but of course it means not to believe it here.

Women's words are very beautiful. Seven or eight out of ten will believe them and will be fascinated by them, but Du Ao will not.

Although Du Ao is greedy for flowers and lustful, he has always taken great care of his life. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been the only woman Zuo Mingzhu.

After saying that, the woman rushed towards Du Ao again.

This time the pounce did not look like a lover, but a cheetah.

This woman initially felt like she had no martial arts skills, but this time she showed amazing light skills and her martial arts skills seemed to be bad.

But the woman did not kill Du Ao, but just wanted to pounce into Du Ao's arms. It seemed that only in Du Ao's arms could she feel safe and warmth.

But Du Ao had already dodged faster.

She pounced three times, but she still lost.

The positions of the two people changed again, returning to their original appearance.

The woman was angry and glared at Du Ao and said, "You are not a man."

Du Ao smiled and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

“Didn’t I answered?”

Du Ao said: "You haven't told me yet, what's your name?"

The woman blinked and said, "Why do you need to know my name?"

Du Aoyouran said: "Men are all greedy. Why are women like you willing to meet only once?"

The woman smiled happily, and her eyes became gentler. If other men had already sunk under this sight, Du Ao smiled happily, but there was no sign of sunk.

The woman said softly: "I like courageous men. You are very brave, so I will tell you." As she said that, she said her name: "My surname is Xue, and I have the same surname as your master. My name is Xue Keren. Are you satisfied now?" She looked at Du Ao with a angrily look and rushed into Du Ao's arms again.

This time the speed is faster.

Du Ao's dodging moves faster.

When Du Ao heard the name Xue Keren, he was shocked, so his movements were more than twice as fast as before, so Xue Keren was lost again.

He had never seen Xue Keren, and Xue Keren was not a famous person either.

But Du Ao knew Xue Keren.

Because he remembered that in the original work, Xue Keren seemed to be Xie Xiaofeng's lover, and also seemed to be the wife of the young owner of Xiahou Villa in Hongyun Valley.

What about now? Who is Xue Keren now?

Du Ao couldn't help thinking, but at this moment, Du Ao felt the murderous aura.

The carriage suddenly stopped in the yard.

As soon as the carriage stopped, a figure flashed and appeared at the door.

A handsome young man with a gray face appeared at the door, staring at Du Ao with murderous intent on his face, staring at Du Ao tightly.

In his eyes, Du Ao has become a dead person.

Du Ao smiled bitterly. When he saw Xue Keren, he knew that he was inevitably in trouble. When he knew Xue Keren, he knew how big his trouble was.

He was about to leave, but he didn't expect that the trouble would come.

There was only laughter in the lobby.

Xue Keren's happy laughter.

She said in an extremely gentle and sweet voice: "Dulang, let's go somewhere else!"

This sentence is very light, but very lethal. Du Ao sighed in his heart, knowing that he was in real trouble.

He was already troublesome and even more troublesome.

The handsome boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old had already walked towards Du Ao at this time.
Chapter completed!