Fast Through the Villain, Sweet and Wild

Luo Qiao's strong desire to survive made him immediately raise his hands in a gesture of begging for mercy.

Although I'm a bigot, I've never provoked a woman... Before Luo Qiao finished speaking, Rong Huang cut him off, Bah, I believe you!

Luo Qiao coughed lightly, and forced back the senior officials of Qinglongzhai at the door with fierce eyes, and when he turned his eyes to look at Rong Huang, he became aggrieved in an instant.

I can swear to God, I have lived for twenty-four years, and you are the only woman I have ever provoked, really.

Rong Huang groaned, withdrew her hand, and straightened her small chest.

I'll let you steam it and cook it. If you keep your husband's way, it's not impossible to grant you the position of imperial concubine in the future.

Shuishui: ...

Your Majesty's words sound like a scumbag.

Point a row of wax for the master.

Concubine?

Luo Qiao's dark eyes darkened, and there was a dark tide that Rong Huang hadn't noticed.

Luo Qiao raised his hand to pinch Rong Huang's slender chin, with little strength, but the knuckles of the other hand resting on his knee were faintly white.

Rong Huang groaned softly, and frowned slightly, What are you doing?

What answered her was Luo Qiao's heavy kiss on her lips.

Luo Qiao licked Rong Huang's oily lips carefully, his movements full of lust.

The emotion in his eyes was terribly dark, the hand that pinched Rong Huang's chin slipped down, and stroked the back of Rong Huang's fair neck time after time.

After a long time, the paper tiger Rong Xiaohuang was so dazed by the kiss that he couldn't find the north, he groaned and grabbed Luo Qiao's sleeve and would not let go.

At this moment, the image of the formerly wise and capable Qinglong Village leader completely collapsed.

Luo Qiao pressed his forehead against Rong Huang's and laughed softly.

The callused big hand squeezed the back of Ronghuang's neck, and the sultry panting continued, Luo Qiao said in a hoarse voice, I've already been stamped by you.

Rong Huang: Huh?

Rong Huang looked confused, what the hell was this tone of seeking responsibility?

My king is obviously the one who was kissed, young man, do you understand the situation?

Luo Qiao ignored Rong Huang's little annoyed expression, and held down Rong Huang's little paws that were pinching on him.

I'm very jealous, I can't see other men approaching you. Luo Qiao's Adam's apple rolled, and he put an oily kiss on Rong Huang's soft white face.

Before Rong Huang had time to express his disgust, he heard Luo Qiao's creepy voice, In the future, you will only have me alone. If anyone else appears, I will kill him.

If it was placed at the very beginning, Rong Huang might still be afraid of Feng's illness.

But now it is different.

The plot of the domineering president forcing love is useless here for Rong Huang.

The cowardly little Phoenix in the past has become powerful, and Rong Huang is not afraid of him.

Rong Huang raised his chin and pushed Luo Qiao away, Man, who gave you the courage to dare to act presumptuously in front of the village master?

Luo Qiao: When I kissed you yesterday, you were neither drunk nor pushed me away. Doesn't that mean you like me too?

Oh!

I didn't expect you to be such a phoenix disease.

But the king and the master of the village will never be threatened by you.

Rong Huang straightened out her messy hair casually, showing the aura of a future emperor, I like you, but it doesn't mean I only like you.

Luo Qiao was stunned for a moment, and when he understood Rong Huang's words, he immediately showed a dangerous smile, Oh? Then who else do you like?

Rong Huang blinked, tilted her head and thought for a long time without saying a name.

In fact, Qinglongzhai is full of a group of strong men, except for Luo Qiao, none of them fit Ronghuang's aesthetics.