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

"..."

The crackling sound of burning firewood did not attract Bo Jingchen's attention.

Jiang Zijin was changing clothes on the other side, where a simple 'shelter' was built with leaves and branches.

The subtle sound of cloth rubbing against each other was amplified countless times in his ears.

Bo Jingchen's eyes were in a daze for a moment, he turned his head slightly, and saw the white skin covered by the lush branches and leaves, it was as white as glowing.

When the arms droop, even the elbows are tinged with pink.

- very tender.

Bo Jingchen thought of the scene he had just encountered when he broke through the illusion.

The two candles flickered, Jiang Zijin's long hair scattered all over the bed, and her slightly sweaty fingers hung limply on the man's broad shoulders.

The fingertips are pink and white.

Condensed with beads of sweat, he was falling down, ambiguous and alluring.

The skin is that extreme pink and white, the legs hanging under the bed, even the toes are pink and white.

Bo Jingchen pressed down on his Adam's apple, and looked away in embarrassment.

It was very windy in the mountains, and he was only wearing a single shirt, but his body was hot like a flame was burning.

The slightly tight clothes fully portrayed his muscular lines.

After a while, Jiang Zijin came out from there. She tugged at the hem of her coat, revealing a large area of ​​skin at the neckline. Her clavicle was clear and slender.

"It's changed."

She handed the soaked clothes to Bao Jingchen, her full lips turned white.

It was cold.

Bo Jingchen's body was a little stiff, he turned his body to give up his position, and said stiffly, "Sit here and warm yourself by the fire."

Jiang Zijin sat down obediently, and the warmth of the fire made her frozen limbs regain a little feeling.

"Why don't we go down the mountain?"

Bo Jingchen turned his head away and took a branch to hang her clothes.

"I can't go down."

Jiang Zijin: "?"

Bo Jingchen: "A forbidden spell has been cast in the mountain, you can only go up but not come out. It can only be unlocked on the wedding day."

Jiang Zijin hugged her legs and shrank beside the fire, "Then what should we do now?"

Bo Jingchen: "Wait until tomorrow to see."

Jiang Zijin tightened the coat on her body, and it still smelled of Bo Jingchen's body, like laundry detergent, with a very cold lemon scent.

She didn't wear any clothes underneath, and the rough cloth rubbed against her body, causing itching and tingling.

Bo Jingchen stretched out his hand without warning, grabbed her arm, and brought her to his side, his face still indifferent.

"This is the territory of the ghost groom. It may be a little unsafe at night. Try not to leave my sight."

Jiang Zijin asked, "When is the wedding day?"

Bo Jingchen said, "The day after tomorrow."

So fast?

Jiang Zijin became even more nervous, the firelight illuminated her face delicately and softly, and her long eyelashes formed a small shadow.

"How do you know such a specific time?"

Ever since Bo Jingchen took the initiative to ask her to go up the mountain to find clues, Jiang Zijin was already a little suspicious.

Ordinary people would not run into a ghost and still be so calm, as if nothing had happened.

Bao Jingchen turned his head to look at her, and asked straightforwardly, "What do you want to know?"

Jiang Zijin subconsciously bit her lower lip, "I..."

Before she finished speaking, she glanced and saw a dark red shadow swaying among the trees!

Those cinnabar eyes stared straight at her.

The paper man didn't know how long he had been squatting there. Seeing Jiang Zijin looking over, the corners of his thick red mouth raised exaggeratedly——

【bride】

Jiang Zijin felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her scalp numb.

"Paper, paper people..."

'call out'

A figure in a bright red jacket flashed past, and the leaves made a slight sound.

Bao Jingchen turned his head quickly, but he didn't see anything.

He squinted his eyes, keenly aware that something was wrong.

"come over."

Jiang Zijin was pulled heavily by him, and the whole person fell into his arms on his back.

Right where Jiang Zijin had just left, a piece of paper money suddenly seeped out from the ground, and the numbers on it were repeatedly traced with a blood-red pen.

The paper money only appeared for a moment, and suddenly disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Shh-"

The man wrapped his arms around her waist with one hand, and wrapped her around her with the other, pulling him completely into his arms.

The bodies of the two touched each other, and they both froze.

Jiang Zijin was only wearing a coat. Although the coat was too big for her, if she raised her arms, no matter how long the hem was, it would go up.

Bo Jingchen saw those pink and white legs, the thighs were tight, the knees were soft, and above that was the soft buttocks.

She is thin, but not in bad shape.

Bao Jingchen seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, his eyes fell on the man's legs uncontrollably, and the hands around his waist trembled subconsciously.

"Bo, Bo Jingchen..."

Trembling, Jiang Zijin pulled his clothes and sat up.

The man's chest muscles are bulging, which belongs to the type of clothes that make him look thinner and undressed, and his arm muscles are knotted, with perfect lines, very sexy.

Just simply leaning on it will feel too hard and uncomfortable.

Jiang Zijin's earlobe felt a little hot, and she felt uncomfortable.

I also want to adjust the position in the human arms.

He heard the person above his head suddenly say, "Don't move."

Bo Jingchen's voice was a bit depressing and hoarse, his hands pinching the waist slightly, and his breathing was a little short.

"Do not move."

.......

'咻咻咻'

The sound of leaves shaking became louder and louder, Jiang Zijin put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, and the alarm bells rang in his heart.

The soil on the ground was shaking slightly, indicating that there were not many people coming.

Pairs of cinnabar dotted eyes emerged from the woods. They dragged their light and fluffy paper bodies, and walked towards Jiang Zijin and the others stiffly step by step.

The two rows of densely packed fangs were still hung with fresh meat that was contaminated from nowhere.

They showed bloodthirsty smiles, moved slowly like walking corpses, moved one step at a time, and ran five or six meters in the blink of an eye!

"run!"

Bo Jingchen immediately pulled people away and ran away. Jiang Zijin was wearing ill-fitting shoes, and he lost his physical strength after running for a long time.

The noise behind him became louder and louder, and the speed of the paper figurine became faster and faster. The sharp singing voice seemed to be able to penetrate the eardrums of people, and it was sinister.

"Well!"

The heavy object behind him slammed into Bo Jingchen's back, and the two of them fell forward. Bo Jingchen only had time to protect him in his arms, and his wrists were in severe pain——

The jagged gravel pierced hard into his flesh!

End of fog.

A man stood in front of the sedan chair. He was wearing the wedding dress when we met for the first time. His black hair was loose, and he was charming, gorgeous and sexy.

A bright red hijab was held in a slender blue and white hand.

"Girl."

He turned his head, the corners of his mouth raised upwards, the blue and white smoke dispersed, his eyes were charming and beautiful, there was an illusion that made the heartbeat slow down, and the thick red lips parted slightly.

"caught you."