I was a conman in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 24: Fighting

Chapter 24 Breaking Up the Fight

Zhang Jiao held her teacup without moving.

Wang Wenzhou laughed and threatened, "Looks like I need to have a good talk with Old Zhang. That old swindler tricked me again!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Jiao snorted coldly, gritted her teeth, and took a sip of tea.

Wang Wenzhou grinned widely, waiting for Zhang Jiao's red lips to come and bring him water.

"Pfft!" Zhang Jiao opened her mouth and sprayed tea all over Wang Wenzhou's face.

"Damn it!" Wang Wenzhou wiped the tea off his face and said angrily, "Jiaojiao has gone too far! Should I really go and have a good talk with that old swindler?"

"Who's the old liar?" Zhang Jiao retorted. "You scoundrel, I spat out my tea. What business is it of mine if you don't drink it?"

"Haha!" Wang Wenzhou laughed loudly. It seemed that Zhang Jiao was really afraid that he would go to have a heart-to-heart talk with Old Zhang.

"Okay, it's my fault!" Wang Wenzhou said with a smile, "I'll say it again, Jiaojiao, listen carefully. If you don't listen to me, I'll go find that old swindler. You drink some tea, then come here and put the tea in my mouth, mouth to mouth. Do you understand?"

"Huff huff..." Zhang Jiaoqi's chest rose and fell.

"Did you understand?" Wang Wenzhou pressed.

"Understood!" Zhang Jiao said coldly.

Zhang Jiao took a sip of tea, held it in her mouth, and then brought her small mouth closer.

Wang Wenzhou patted his thigh and said, "Jiaojiao, sit on my lap. It's so uncomfortable for you to stand!"

"Waaah... Don't go too far, are you going to drink it or not!" Zhang Jiao's voice was nasal because she had tea in her mouth.

"Drink!" Wang Wenzhou pulled Zhang Jiao over and sat her on his lap.

Wang Wenzhou felt Zhang Jiao's body tremble slightly, and quickly kissed her lips.

Wang Wenzhou was overjoyed as he sucked the tea from Zhang Jiao's mouth; it was so much fun.

"what!"

Suddenly, a girl screamed.

Zhang Jiao jumped up from Wang Wenzhou's lap as if she had been pricked by a needle.

Wang Wenzhou tilted his head and saw Sheng Lan standing at the door, her big eyes blinking as she looked at him.

Wang Wenzhou was extremely embarrassed, feeling as if he had been caught cheating by his girlfriend. Although Wang Wenzhou was a conman, he never preyed on women. He truly had very little experience in matters of the heart.

"Lazy Blue, don't overthink it. We didn't do anything. I was just drinking tea," Wang Wenzhou said awkwardly, scratching his head.

Sheng Lan glanced at Zhang Jiao with a playful expression and said softly, "Drinking tea? Wang Wenzhou, do you like drinking tea mouth-to-mouth?"

"Hehe..." Wang Wenzhou laughed awkwardly, feeling that the goddess's tone was somewhat like the prelude to a volcanic eruption. Was the goddess also going to transform into a berserk female warrior?

Sheng Lan poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, walked to Wang Wenzhou's side, put her arms around his shoulders, and kissed him on the lips.

Happiness! So much happiness!

Feeling the goddess's soft, red lips, Wang Wenzhou felt that this was the life a man should have!

The goddess wasn't angry at all; instead, she came over and kissed him, and even played a shy game of drinking tea with him. A goddess like that is truly hard to find even with a lantern.

"Shameless little bitch!" Zhang Jiao said coldly.

Sheng Lan turned around and glared at Zhang Jiao, then looked into Wang Wenzhou's eyes and asked softly, "Does the tea in my mouth taste better, or does the tea in her mouth taste better?"

"Hmm..." Wang Wenzhou was frustrated. How was he supposed to answer this question? No matter which one he said tasted better, the other girl would get angry. Although he didn't particularly like Zhang Jiao, this tomboy, she was still incredibly pretty, and he'd just taken advantage of her. He'd finally transmigrated to ancient times, where he could legally and legitimately have three wives and four concubines. He needed to answer this question carefully!

"Both are delicious!" Wang Wenzhou could only choose this answer, one that wouldn't offend either of the two beauties.

Sheng Lan frowned slightly. When she entered the room, she saw Zhang Jiao sitting on Wang Wenzhou's lap, the two of them kissing intimately. She felt a pang of sadness, as if her heart was being pricked by needles.

Seeing Wang Wenzhou's embarrassed expression, Sheng Lan suddenly felt very happy. Her master really liked her; he was being intimate with his concubine, and when she saw it, he even looked guilty.

Sheng Lan asked whose tea tasted better, wanting to know who was more important to Wang Wenzhou, her or Zhang Jiao. Wang Wenzhou replied, "Both taste good," and Sheng Lan immediately felt she had to assert her dominance. She knew that Wang Wenzhou and Zhang Jiao hadn't shared a room yet, while she had slept with the adults for two days, even though they hadn't done anything. But this was still an advantage she had over Zhang Jiao.

Sheng Lan said softly, "I'm sleepy, let's take a nap together."

"Mmm!" Wang Wenzhou nodded. Being able to sleep with two beautiful women in his arms, even if he couldn't do anything else, was still very enjoyable.

"Jiaojiao, let's sleep together for a while!" Wang Wenzhou said.

Zhang Jiao immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Wang Wenzhou and cursing, "Wang Wenzhou, you've gone too far! You want me and that little bitch to sleep with you! I haven't even entered the house yet, and you treat me like this!"

Zhang Jiao raised her hand to slap him, but Wang Wenzhou quickly covered his face and ran to the side. Damn it, Wang Wenzhou was very upset and regretted what he had just said. He was too excited and hadn't thought things through.

"Slap!" Zhang Jiao slapped Sheng Lan across the face.

"You hit me?" Sheng Lan was furious and rushed towards Zhang Jiao.

Sheng Lan was no match for Zhang Jiao. Zhang Jiao simply stood still and knocked Sheng Lan down with one hand.

Zhang Jiao kicked Sheng Lan, who was trying to pull her hair, away.

"Stop!" Wang Wenzhou roared.

"What's wrong? You're feeling sorry for him?" Zhang Jiao glared fiercely at Wang Wenzhou.

Wang Wenzhou glanced at Sheng Lan, who was lying on the ground, her eyes filled with tears, looking pitiful. He then turned to look at Zhang Jiao, whose eyes were wide with anger, staring at him fiercely.

"Jiaojiao, have you forgotten what your grandfather said?" Wang Wenzhou couldn't beat Zhang Jiao in a fight, so he could only use Old Zhang to intimidate her.

"Hmph! I'll beat up that little bitch who seduced my husband, and Grandpa won't be angry!" Zhang Jiao stormed over to Sheng Lan.

Damn it! Wang Wenzhou quickly grabbed Zhang Jiao from behind and shouted anxiously to Sheng Lan, "Lazy Lan, run!"

Sheng Lan got up and instead of running away, she rushed towards Zhang Jiao.

"Stop hitting them!" Wang Wenzhou shouted, standing between the two beautiful women, his voice filled with concern.

"Slap!" Zhang Jiao slapped Sheng Lan across the face, leaving a red handprint on the goddess's cheek. Wang Wenzhou was heartbroken. He couldn't let the goddess be disfigured!

Sheng Lan grabbed Zhang Jiao's hair and bit down on Zhang Jiao's shoulder, refusing to let go.

Zhang Jiao clenched her fist and slammed it towards Sheng Lan's face.

Wang Wenzhou quickly stopped him with his hand, pleading, "Don't hit my face!"

"Hmph!" Zhang Jiao was furious. Wang Wenzhou, you bastard! You help that little bitch but not me!

"Bang!" Zhang Jiao punched Wang Wenzhou in the face.

Wang Wenzhou's eyes immediately lit up with stars.

Damn it! Zhang Jiao has gone mad again! Wang Wenzhou grabbed Sheng Lan's hand and ran.

"Stop!" Zhang Jiao chased after her closely.