Fast time travel villain, she commits crimes based on her beauty

"Stinky motherfucker, I reluctantly accept you as a concubine just because I see you are so coquettish, but I didn't expect to be like a dead fish in bed, so that I have no interest at all! Damn it!"

Obscene curses came from her ears, and danger flashed in Fuyue's eyes.

For a moment, he had the idea of ​​crushing him to death.

After a while, she calmed down again.

It's really cheap to crush him to death. Of course, it's interesting to torture him slowly.

Thinking of this, Fuyue showed a charming smile: "Master, of course you have to feel this kind of thing slowly, but you can't rush it." As Fuyue said, she stretched out her light-white fingertips and stroked gently along Song Youcai's back .

Where did Song Youcai go through such teasing, he immediately shuddered all over, and he didn't notice that the fingertip behind his back silently made a circle in the air.

Suddenly a strange fragrance came, and Song Youcai saw the opening and closing of that delicate red lips, and felt his lower abdomen burning up in a daze.

Hahaha, he said how could he not lift it, it was because he hadn't met the right person before.

Now that I meet the little fairy Fuyue, won't I be able to regain my glory again!

"Sure enough, it's a little rascal, hurry up, let me take good care of you!"

Strike while the iron is hot, Song Youcai hurriedly unfastened his belt with his big fat hands, and rushed towards the person in front of him.

His fat body kept rubbing against the things beneath him.

Fuyue looked at the man who was fascinated by the fantasy in front of her coldly, with a bit of disgust in her eyes.

"Old man, tell me, where is all your wealth?"

She asked Song Youcai by the collar.

But the other party was fascinated and vague.

"It seems that the poisonous incense is used too much, and the dosage must be reduced next time."

She left Song Youcai behind, turned around and came to the window, pushed the window open, and in front of her was a large arty bamboo forest.

With a sneer, Fuyue reached out to reach her target.

"Yue'er, why are you here?"

A low-pitched voice sounded, and Fuyue's wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the man stood up slowly against Fuyue's puzzled gaze.

A Zhilan Yushu face was revealed.

Sword brows and star eyes, bright wind and moon, carefully look at a mole under the lip, phoenix eyes are slightly raised, it should be romantic and passionate, but this person seems inexplicably cold.

Oh, this is the stupid, filial and incompetent heartless Han Song Qianhuai.

[Host, let me remind you, the original host is the eldest lady of a scholarly family, and you will be punished for collapsing.]

Fuyue's eyes moved slightly, those peach blossom eyes soon filled with tears, and she stubbornly refused to let them fall down, this look really aroused people's pity.

Song Qianhuai's heart suddenly twitched.

"You ask me why I'm here? Don't you remember what day it is today? Since you want to be your filial son, why do you still want to come and laugh at me?"

While speaking, Fuyue calmly grabbed the slippery thing wrapped around the bamboo branch, and wrapped it back into her sleeve.

Song Qianhuai's eyes were full of Fuyue's appearance of crying, so he didn't have the time to pay attention to other things.

It felt like her heart was being pulled away along with her wrist.

"Yue'er, I didn't come to see your jokes, I just..."

Fuyue raised her eyes, the sorrow and hope in her eyes made his heart tremble slightly.

"Just what? If you don't tell me, then go back."

She raised her hand to close the window, Song Qianhuai immediately became anxious, and she couldn't hide it, her voice slightly raised: "Yue'er, you know my affection for you, but he is my father after all..."

Song Qianhuai seemed to be stuck in the middle of the sentence, and couldn't tell why after muttering for a long time.

Fu Yue curled her lips slightly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "I understand what Mr. Song means, anyway, I don't blame you, I only blame myself for being like a duckweed, and I have nothing to do with you.

Today I just pretend that you haven't been here, after tonight, you should change your name to call me little lady. "

She made a gesture to close the window, Song Qianhuai was anxious, and stuck his arm between the window lattice, causing his flesh to twitch in pain, but he didn't care at all: "I'll take you away! You can go anywhere!"

Fu Yue secretly hooked her lips, but her eyes were still wet: "Is this true?"

Song Qianhuaizhuang nodded, his eyes were full of determination: "My heart is a rock, and I can't change it."

"Okay, then I'll believe you this time, just wait for me."

After finishing speaking, Fu Yue returned to the bed.

She loosened her sleeves, and a slippery black snake crawled under Song Youcai following the scent.

Fuyue sneered, the black snake was sexually promiscuous, this snake was originally raised by Song Youcai with exotic fragrances, and was used to humiliate maidservants.

Today just let him have a taste of it.

Seeing Song Youcai in pain and joy, but unable to wake up no matter what, Fuyue left satisfied.

"I'm here, catch me."

Hearing her words, Song Qianhuai hurriedly opened his arms and took her into his arms.

"Let's go, big boy, go to the garden with my little lady to relax."

Song Qianhuai was still immersed in the feeling of a beauty in his arms.

"What did you call me?"

When he realized what she said, his face was instantly livid.

There was a hint of a smile in Fuyue's eyes, but her expression was innocent: "Did I say something wrong?"

Hearing the heavy panting of the man in the room, and looking at the seemingly pitiful but in fact limp little face in front of him, Song Qianhuai suddenly smiled: "Really? Then why didn't the young lady fulfill her duties and serve my father well? Instead, cuddle with me here.

Tell me, if someone saw us like this, how would they feel? "

Song Qianhuai's always cold eyes flashed darkly.

The warm touch in his arms almost aroused all his possessive desires.

Obviously, he was almost there, he should be the bridegroom official who is proud of his life and married his sweetheart.

Instead of calling her Xiaoniang.

Fuyue smiled coquettishly, with her black hair hanging down, she was full of charm.

Her red lips are slightly parted, like a devil who can inspire people's deepest greed.

"I don't care what other people think, I just want to know if you want me or not."

"One night groom?"

Song Qianhuai held the big palm around her waist tightly.

Fuyue's smile deepened, her coquettish nails hooked his belt, and she breathed like blue: "It's right here, dare you?"

Song Qianhuai's breathing suddenly became heavier: "Young lady is quite courageous."

When Fu Yue heard his teasing, a strange feeling came to her heart.

There seems to be a gap between this male protagonist and the pedantic scholar that the original protagonist mentioned.

However, as long as it works, it doesn't matter who he is.

Fuyue took off the fur-collared cloak on him, and spread it on the ground like a thick blanket.

"There is no trace on the body. Your father should be suspicious. If you have pity on me, please help me."

The girl in front of her was like a seductive fairy, she couldn't restrain herself, and she didn't want to control her.

He possessed himself, stroking her blue hair with his big palm.

Fuyue wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers lightly stroked the mole she had coveted for a long time, Song Qianhuai's pupils shrank slightly, and she viciously kissed the bright red lips.

But when biting, he couldn't help but lighten his movements, as if treating the most precious treasure in the world.

The girl's eyes glowed with shattered water, and her long nails drew red marks on the man's smooth back.

The hot breath wrapped the two of them tightly, the sky was very dark, the green stems broke through the ground, and the bamboo forest smelled of mud.

At the end of the moment, Song Qianhuai embraced Fuyue with unsatisfied feelings, and gently called Jiaojiaoer, sweetheart.

Fuyue played with his black hair, and seemed to inadvertently ask: "Looking at my body, what do you think?"

Song Qianhuai smiled softly, kissed her brow and eyes, and said softly: "Yue'er, don't worry, I will definitely live up to you, and I will marry you when I become an official."

Fu Yue hooked her lips in an unclear manner: "Really? Then I'll wait for you, don't forget."

"Ah."

The man's firm oath resounded in the air, Fu Yue saw the original owner's resolute and mournful face, she didn't speak any more, just gently twisted off the blue hair in her hand.

If it wasn't for the system saying that the male lead couldn't be killed...