MTL - Wife, You Can’t Run After Eating-Chapter 210 Unexplained misunderstanding

"Zanyan, do you really care?" Shangguan Liqiu was worried about his cousin.

"It's okay, I have martial arts by my side, the demon can only do light work, she is very dangerous now, you should go to her." Xiang Ziyan reminded him.

"Okay." After Shangguan Liqiu sent Xiang Yanyan into the room, he closed the door and turned out of the inn.

Uh ...

Let's just say that the wind demon is waking up from a run-down mountain temple.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw spider webs everywhere, and this mountain temple seemed to have a musty smell.

Howling demon wrinkled her nose, what happened to her? Didn't you sleep well in the inn before? Why did the kung fu come to such a broken place in a blink of an eye? She doesn't seem to have the habit of sleepwalking.

Suddenly a face with a fox mask approached her suddenly, she was sure it was a man's face, because the man's hands had begun to take off her clothes.

"Beauty, please let the little master refresh." The voice was rough, and he yelled with a touch of anxiety.

Rely on, met the flower picking thief!

Howling wind demon can not calm down, what can I do? His body was soft, and he must have taken some medicine like cartilage powder.

"Don't try to struggle. There are very few people here. If you cry for help, your throat is useless. If you escape, you will not be bitten by a jackal or leopard, or you will fall off a cliff ... beauty, you obediently obey It's me! "Said the man, languidly, close to the ear lobe of the Wind Demon and threatened. Just struggling more often, the buns began to scatter, and the white jade butterfly pupae also fell to the ground. The hair that burst like a waterfall suddenly spread out, and her posture was all over the country, such as Chang'e in the middle of the moon.

He stared at her obsessively, then his slender hands began to touch her beautiful little face, but the wind demon dodged, and he couldn't escape his touch.

"Don't struggle, let's go from the young man ..." His masculine Aung Chong's body was about to come down.

Struggling for a hair! She must find a way to deal with him!

Howling demon eyes turn, his martial arts can not do it, can only take wisdom.

"Are you very ugly?" Fengyie thought, can't anger the flower picker first, what if he stabs her with a anger and a knife? Sacrifice your hue yourself is the most important thing to keep your life. Famous festivals are nothing, and famous festivals can't be eaten.

"Why do you ask that?" The man stopped his movements and asked, instead, he was interested in the girl. Generally, when girls met him, he was crying and dying to live, but she was so calm and calm. And also interested in his looks.

"Look, you must be too ugly, so you wear such an ugly mask!" The wind demon saw him stop, hurriedly gathered his skirt, and then she said calmly.

"Where is my little ugly?" He was not calm, he was always the most confident of his beauty, so he raised his hand and took off the fox mask on his face.

Under the dark night, those dark eyes have **** eyes, playfulness, mysterious and unpredictable, handsome facial features, slender eyes, eyebrows like ink painting, two curved eyebrows like brush paint, and the cheek lines are clear like ghostly axe carving The perfect radian deterred the soul, and the black hair fluttered recklessly with the night breeze, giving a ghostly feeling.

Alas, it's not ugly, it seems to be a beautiful man.

How to do? His face came closer to himself.

"That ... that pickboy, I ... I'm anxious and want to go to the toilet ..." I can only urinate.

"Just go to the bathroom in front of me." With his casual expression on his face, you really want to make the wind demon vomit blood.

"I ... I'm a girl's ... No ... not very convenient ..." The Wind Demon now has the urge to choke him.

"Then ... **** ... you see how weak I am now, how can I run away? Right? Besides, here is the mountain temple. If I go to the toilet here, it is disrespect to the gods, but it ’s going to strike Wulei. Boom, so ... So, I went to the back of the temple to go to the toilet, what do you think? "The wind demon explained to him why.

"Well, you have to hurry up, half a cup of tea should be enough." He stared thoughtfully at the woman who was in danger, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. This woman gave him a very special feeling, she It seemed that he was not afraid of him at all, and was trying to find a way to delay time, and had to say that she was a smart woman.

The wind demon nodded, then slowly got up, dragged his weak body toward the back of the temple, thinking in his heart whether Zong Zhengshaoqing would come to find himself, and if they did not come to find herself, what would she do? ?

Howling wind demon did not see the harbinger's mask and put it on, his eyes flashed the meaning of jokes, he thought she must be trying to escape, but he would not do as she wished.

When I walked to the backyard, there was a soft fragrant grass, and it was still raining in the sky. The rain was like thin threads, densely woven, and it took only a blink of an eye. Then the rain suddenly became heavy, and fell from the sky madly. Collapsed.

Suffering, it's raining, isn't she going to be trapped here?

"Want to escape?" It was his evil charm and smiling voice. The ghostly fox mask once again covered his handsome face. The two were very close together, and she could even smell the scent of a peach flower emanating from him.

"Purple ... I won't run away ... It's just ... but suddenly my stomach hurts, now I should become a big solution ... Okay ... when I'm done ... well with you How about going to Wushan Yunyu? "The wind demon would rather be wet by rain than spend a good night with a flower picking thief.

So she lied to deceive him. Of course, this 厮 is not stupid, and immediately broke through the lie of the wind demon, "I know you won't run away, but I like to enjoy the beauty in the rain, you can continue."

After he finished speaking, he smiled hehe, the smiling wind demon wanted to tear his face and stabbed his children and grandchildren.

Howling Demon feels like she has a little strength. When she wants to escape, she hears Si Kongaoqing shouting her name. Suddenly, Feng Demon suddenly comes to her?

He is really incredible. Shouldn't he be so jumpy or furious? Because it was she who ruined the first night when he embraced the beauty.

"Wind demon-wind demon-wind demon-" Si Kongao's voice shouted softly. He didn't need to shout so hard, but he went from Dongcheng to Xicheng, and then from Xicheng to the suburbs. Hills, but it's raining, he has to find a place to shelter from rain, right?

Sheshan Temple? White jade butterfly pupa? It is the thing brought by the wind demon! And there are signs of struggle on the ground!

"The wind demon ... is you ... where are you?" Si Kongao hurriedly picked up the white jade butterfly, and endless worries filled her heart, wouldn't she be defiled? Then she couldn't stop jumping into the lake to commit suicide?

Because this hill is near Yanzi Lake.

Although the wind demon had a beam with Si Kongao Qing, but compared to the ghostly flower picking robbers in front of her, she still hoped to get along with Si Kongao Qing better, because she can tease Si Kongao Qing, and the man in front of her feels too Feared.

"No response! Hear no!" Damn, how could it be Si Kongao Qing's voice, the flower thief rushed to cover the wind demon's small mouth.

Obviously this flower picking thief knew Si Kongaoqing.

When his palms touched her soft and sweet lips like rose petals, his body was tense, and he felt the skin under his clothes became hot at the moment.

Howling wind demon was helplessly restrained by him very tightly, she sighed, but fortunately she had not had time to really solve it, otherwise she would have died, frowned, and saw him still covering her little mouth.

Although my mouth is covered, my hands can move.

I was so furious that the wind demon smashed into his children's grandchildren with a punch, so someone groaned and screamed in pain.

Suddenly, a large hand grabbed the fox mask on his face.

"Si Kong Ao Qing, you—" He held something in both hands, staring viciously at the wind demon, and then turned to Si Kong Ao Qing, roaring coldly.

"Oh, I can't think of it. The granddaughter Bu Junhua, the magnificent master of Qingzhou City, turned out to be the flower-picking thief who recently swept Qingzhou City!" Si Kongao lightly saw the true expression hidden under his fox mask, and after a moment of scorn, began to taunt him.

"What? You are the eldest son of the master of the city of Qingzhou?" The wind demon raised his eyes unbelievably and glanced at Bu Junhuan.

After the punch is finished, will he not be able to continue the incense for Bujia after that punch?

"Wind demon, your name? Right? I remember you, my dear!" Bu Junhuan doesn't wear that fox mask anymore, he just hates the wind demon.

"Son Kong, we still worked together to send him to the government and let him fall into law. The so-called emperor broke the law and guilty with the people! We can't just let him go because he is the son of the city owner." So many girls like flowers have lost their chastity under his hands. She was immediately annoyed and shouted indignantly.

"Monster, you ... you should still put on your clothes." Si Kongao Qingshi noticed that the wind-monster's straps were exposed, so don't look away to remind him.

"Oh." The wind demon said, "But we can't let this **** get away with it!" The wind demon had a righteous face at this moment.

"Si Kong proudly, I remember you too, huh!" But when Bu Jun magically raised his hand, he threw a smoke bomb, and the smoke suddenly disappeared.

"It's all you, Si Kong proud, you dumb, let go of the flower picking robber of Bu Jun fantasy." The wind demon is indeed qualified, because she is raining and roaring, Sikong Aoqing did not take this matter seriously.

"Wind demon, wake up, the whole Qingzhou city is his father Bu Lanfei, even if we send him to the government, he can still come out! Don't you know there is a word called the official and the official care?" Si Kongao Frowning slightly, he reached out to catch her incense shoulder, coldly reprimanding.

Rest assured, isn't it just a master of the city? She is still a princess!

"Did you hear that?" Si Kongao lightly saw the wind demon stunned and didn't answer, so he shook her delicate body vigorously and hugged her instead, and questioned, he forgot the injustice of men and women. Etiquette columns.

But in this scene, the eyes of Shangguan Liqiu who drove the horse in the distance to find the wind demon suddenly turned into Si Kongao Qing and the light wind demon, so he did n’t even ride a horse. Then, the body fell in front of them like the wind and demon.

"Sikong proudly, how can you?" Shang Guanli Qiu's anger was distressed.

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