Du Yaoyao was so ashamed that she covered his eyes, "Don't look, don't look..."
"But you made me dirty." Shen Jie's eyelashes scratched her palm, intending to tease her.
When he spoke, his Adam's apple rolled, Du Yaoyao was so angry that he opened his mouth to bite, Shen Jie stroked her back, and said with a smile: "Don't, Yaoyao, leave a mark, and I won't be able to see anyone tomorrow."
Du Yaoyao turned red lips He grabbed a good piece of meat from his shoulder and bit it down bitterly.
Shen Jie didn't think that she would really bite, so he hissed softly in pain, "You still have such strength, why don't you use the bottom to bite." The
weak penis stood erect in her hole again, majesticly masturbating Huaxin.
"Don't come..." I climaxed several times, I couldn't stand it anymore.
Hearing that her voice was weak and exhausted, Shen Jie agreed, "Okay, take a rest."
Du Yaoyao just closed her eyes, only to hear Shen Jie suddenly ask: "By the way, the name 'husband' really refers to you from the Qingzhou countryside. dialect?"
Du Yaoyao's heart jumped, puzzled, "What's wrong?" She had already explained the meaning of this word to him before.
Shen Jie smiled thoughtfully, "I have several officials in Yushitai, who are also from Qingzhou, but they have never heard of the name 'husband'."
Du Yaoyao: "..."
Did you grow up eating lotus roots? So many smarts!
Du Yaoyao made strong arguments and retorted: "In the same place, eight villages are separated by ten miles, and the dialects are different. What's so strange!" She added, "This is when I went out to play and went to a remote mountain village. Learned."
"Oh, really?" Shen Jie's tone was dubious, he didn't know whether it was a smile or a sarcasm, "I can't see that our Yaoyao is so open-minded to ask for advice."
"There are many things you can't see." Du Yaoyao grumble.
Shen Jie bit her earlobe, and said with a low smile, "Just now I saw Yaoyao's obsessive obsession, I think it's not nonsense to say 'husband' to me."
He coaxed, "Be good, call again."
Du Yaoyao Yao pretended to be dead.
Huaxin was pushed hard, Du Yaoyao's belly arched, and she was forced to call out obediently:
"Husband—"
...
Arriving at the villa in a daze, Du Yaoyao was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, and she let Shen Jie carry her out of the car and give her a hand. After washing up, he finally lay down on a soft bed and fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know if it was an hour or a whole night.
Inexplicably, she returned to the wing room in the brothel.
The small-eyed groom on the bed was bleeding, she threw down the blood-stained bronze mirror, turned around and wanted to run.
The groom rolled out of bed abruptly, grabbed her leg, and pressed her down.
His face was covered in blood, and he sat on her body, glaring at her with bloodshot eyes, and clapping her neck with both hands.
"You vicious woman, why did you kill me? I have seniors and juniors... Slut, pay for my life!"
No, no, Du Yaoyao's face was blue and purple, her eyes rolled, A stream of saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, "I don't want to...kill...want to...run..."
"Poisonous woman! Slut!" The groom yelled, pinching her hand violently.
...
"Don't! Don't! Woohoo!" In the
dead of night, there was a sudden sharp hissing from beside the pillow.
By the moonlight, Shen Jie vaguely saw Du Yaoyao grabbing and kicking, trembling all over, as if falling into a nightmare.
"Yaoyao, what's the matter?" Shen Jie leaned over to hug her.
Unexpectedly, Du Yaoyao opened her eyes and saw his face dimly, she was so frightened that she retracted into the quilt and rolled into the corner of the bed.
Unknown to Shen Jie, he called out tentatively, "Young lady?" What
answered him was a woman's weak and sad sobs.
He got out of bed to hold the lamp and raised the gauze curtain.
"Yaoyao, it's all right." He comforted her with a gentle voice, and stretched out his arms to her.
Du Yaoyao nodded her head timidly, her tearful eyes stared at him inexplicably.
The young man was dressed in plain white clothes, his skin was white and black, and he had an extremely elegant and elegant appearance. The thin lips add a bit of desolation to him, like the cold snow on the top of the mountain and the cold jade in the spring.
He smiled at her now, with concern on his face.
Du Yaoyao felt cold for no reason.
In order to escape from Hong'e and Chu Xun's control, she seduced Nanzhao's groom and beat him to death by mistake. And the person in front of him may be the murderer who will kill her in the future.
With a knife on Sezi's head, if the groom can die, can Shen Jie die?
What if Shen Jie died?
I no longer have to worry about it, maybe I can go back to my hometown in Qingzhou and live in peace.
"Yoyao?" Seeing her startled, Shen Jie called out again.
Du Yaoyao came back to her senses.
No, Shen Jie cannot die.
Even if she got off the carriage tonight and fell into a drowsy sleep, she would have heard the sound of horses' hoofs following them. No matter where he goes, there must be a large number of hidden guards following behind him.
As the prince's first-class confidant, the prince will definitely protect him, and there are many secret whistles sent by the East Palace behind his back.
If something happened to Shen Jie, the crown prince would definitely not be the first to spare her, and it might even affect the original owner's family.
Even if she refuses to admit it to death, she has passed the prince's censorship. But will this change the plot of the book: the male protagonist is dead, the crown prince is too weak to take the throne, and Chu Xun is made emperor...
She also has no good way of life!
Thoughts were going back and forth, Du Yaoyao lowered her eyes to cover up, choked and said, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water..."
Shen Jie withdrew his hand for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "I've been crying so much, I forgot." A cup of hot water warmed on the copper stove, sat on the side of the bed, "Come, drink some water."
Du Yaoyao obediently pressed into his arms, and finished drinking with his hands. Shen Jie wiped the tears off her cheeks with a white handkerchief.
"What's the matter?" The two lay down again, and Shen Jie asked softly.
"I had a nightmare." Du Yaoyao replied sullenly.
"I guess so." Shen Jie hugged her tightly, speculating, "Is it because of the groom during the day?"
"Hmm." Du Yaoyao asked, "Is he really dead?"
According to Chu Xun's manager Mu, she killed the groom, but Du Yaoyao didn't know the truth.
Shen Jie paused for a moment, and answered the irrelevant question, "You are young, are you afraid?"
Afraid, of course. Although she killed someone in self-defense, she ended up killing a life. No one has a family, no relatives, old and young.
Du Yaoyao thought of her grandmother's worry about her before she died, and she felt sore, and said in a low voice, "Go to the temple and help me offer him an everlasting lamp...and entrust the envoys of Nanzhao to give more to his family." Some money."
Shen Jie didn't reply for a long time.
He thought of Du Yaoyao when they first met.
At that time, he went to Beijing to rush for the exam. Opposite the inn he lived in was a famous treasure house with delicious food and wine.
A ragged toddler was begging outside the door, and accidentally bumped his head on the embroidered shoes of a beautiful woman. The woman kicked him immediately, and the toddler fell to the ground, sobbing for a long time and unable to get up.
He pretended to be passing by and dropped a few pieces of money to the child.
The woman glared at him arrogantly, her disgust for the young child was beyond words.
From this, he always felt that Du Yaoyao was not a kind person.
But her panic and remorse at the moment didn't look like a fake.
For the first time, Shen Jie deeply felt that she seemed to have two souls in the same body
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