Fast time travel: The delicate beauty becomes the prisoner of the villain

The man's complexion is pale and ghostly, and his arms covered in the wide sleeves are full of muscles and are very powerful.

The blue veins on the temples are throbbing, and the nerves are clamoring for unparalleled excitement and throbbing.

There were tears in Jiang Zijin's eyes, and the tip of her nose was reddish. She held back her breath, bent her knees slightly, and pressed against the man's approaching chest.

"no......"

She bit her lower lip tightly in fear, her pink fingers were trembling, and she looked like she was really going to cry.

The ghost groom's cold kiss fell on her fingers, like a poisonous snake, exuding a dangerous breath.

"Today is our bridal chamber wedding night."

Jiang Zijin's fingers swelled like an electric current as the wet kiss fell, and the tears at the end of her eyes slid down into her thick black hair.

"you will like it."

The feeling of being forcibly possessed is not pleasant.

"..."

Jiang Zijin's pupils shrank, and before she could exclaim in alarm, there was a 'bang' from the window, and a heavy object slammed down hard!

Kang Qing bit the person's clothes lace, his pale face was flushed with drunken desire, and his blood red lips were lightly pursed.

"Annoying mouse."

The red tie in her mouth fell back onto Jiang Zijin's round shoulders, like red plums in winter, red and white everywhere.

Jiang Zijin heard the 'jingling' sound when the silver ornaments collided.

The red lantern hanging at the door of the room was cut off with a sword, and fell to the ground and rolled several times.

"who?!"

"It's humans! Humans have broken in!"

"Protect adults!"

There was a lot of commotion outside, the tables, chairs and benches were overturned, mixed with the little ghost's painful wailing.

Jiang Zijinli's brows and eyes were covered with sweat, and her stomach seemed to be on fire. She felt like a ball of burning flames, and she gasped for breath.

"So hot......"

Kang Qing's pale fingers wiped away the tears at the end of her eyes, "Is it your friend?"

His eyes, which were as dark as a black hole, couldn't see a ray of light, and they were horrifying against the candlelight.

Jiang Zijin couldn't hear what he was saying at all, so he took the initiative to paste it on the palm of his hand.

The temperature on Kang Qing's body was very low, as cold as a piece of ice.

Jiang Zijin rubbed against his palm, showing a rare bit of meekness.

"Kang, Kang Qing..."

This behavior undoubtedly pleased the man on him.

Kang Qing's sharp long armor scraped against Jiang Zijin's neck, with an intimate posture.

"The man outside..."

"It's not your mistress."

Jiang Zijin opened a pair of misty eyes, opened and closed her bright lips, and only knew to call people's names in a daze.

"Kang Qing..."

Expecting Jiang Zijin's answer to be positive, the man let out a long sigh, the emotion and desire stained on Leng Jun's brows had not faded away, and he stared at her with long eyelashes hanging down.

"it's a pity."

Jiang Zijin took the initiative to stick to him, feeling unbearably hot, crying softly, even the tears were hot.

Kang Qing affectionately stroked the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead.

"There are always people who don't have eyes to interrupt us."

Jiang Zijin seemed to be fished out of the water, her body was wet and her breathing was rapid.

"Uncomfortable..."

Kang Qing's handsome face is seductive and cold, and the red lips are like blood.

"You've already drank my Hebei wine."

He intertwined his fingers with her.

"That is, life after life, stay with me."

"No matter where you flee, you will always have my mark on you."

"If you abandon me, I will turn into a ghost to haunt you, and you will never have peace."

.......

'boom--'

In the next second, the closed door was kicked open.

Bo Jingchen was wearing simple and complicated clothes, the totem on his chest was obscure and hard to discern, and the bright silver wristbands on his hands were as if they were alive, swinging gently in the wristbands.

There are also beautiful silver ornaments hanging on his earlobes, and the silverware jingles as he walks.

"Let go of her."

The evil ghost slowly sat up from Jiang Zijin's body, his bright red wedding dress was wide open, revealing a large blue and white chest, full of chest muscles, sexy and seductive.

"What if I say no?"

Bao Jingchen narrowed his eyes dangerously, "It's not up to you."

He raised his sword and was about to stab, halfway through, the whole room began to shake, and the scene in the room began to distort and change like a kaleidoscope.

[Bride~Red wedding dress~Congratulations on being married forever~]

Countless paper figurine boys came bouncing over from a distance, their cinnabar-like eyeballs frantically shaking, their lips parted, revealing two rows of sharp and white fangs.

Kang Qing looked at him with a half-smile, and raised Jiang Zijin's chin in front of Bo Jingchen, raising his head in a sacrificial gesture, revealing his fair and slender neck.

He unscrupulously kissed Jiang Zijin's soft lips.

The slightly flickering candles were like melting ice, and huge fireworks erupted in an instant, illuminating this small piece of land as bright as day.

Jiang Zijin's white fingers rested on the man's broad back tremblingly, and the voice overflowing from her throat was soft and sweet.

Bo Jingchen was entangled by the paper boy, and he couldn't stop him for a while.

Although the ability of the paper figurines is low, they are superior in that they are large in number. If one is split open with a sword, another paper figurine will fill it up immediately.

He heard Jiang Zijin sobbing softly, his voice muffled in the wet kiss, as soft and weak as a kitten.

"Kang Qing..."

The surrounding illusion began to collapse, and the bright red lanterns turned into ghost coins all over the sky, floating in midair.

The grotesque and thin singing voice penetrated into the eardrums all-pervasively, and the ghost coins filled every corner of the field of vision like snowflakes.

The boy made of paper figurines let out a mischievous and treacherous laugh, running around amidst the flying ghost coins, and the bright red sedan chair swayed in front of Kang Qing.

Kang Qing looked at Bao Jingchen who was restrained, his dark eyes were like gurgling night water, and he slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Is that enough patience?"

Bo Jingchen turned his wrist quickly, and danced a gorgeous sword flower, cutting the paper figurine boy around him to pieces.

The jade pendant hanging around his waist showed a corner following the movement.

Kang Qing glanced at the jade pendant around his waist. On the jade seal carving pattern, there was a word 'Qing' engraved on it.

Bo Jingchen took a breath, "You only dare to come out of the illusion."

Kang Qing stretched out his right arm, and the sharp long armor lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and the paper figurine boy who was holding the sedan chair knelt on the ground with a humble and fearful posture.

"Please get on the sedan chair."

The man raised his foot and stepped in. Somehow, he thought of something, turned his head slightly, and smiled coldly.

"Bo, Jing, Chen?"

Bo Jingchen took the sword back, and the bright silver earrings revealed an inorganic coldness.

He didn't choose to continue chasing, but half-supported Jiang Zijin who was on the ground, with a cold expression on his face.

Kang Qing has a beautiful appearance, with ambiguous desire in his eyebrows and eyes, and a contemptuous voice.

——"You have my blood on you."