The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

When Yang Shiyi saw Mo Haichao climbing over the wall late at night, she was surprised and happy.

She thought that Mo Haichao was missing her again and couldn't sleep at night. He even climbed over the wall in the middle of the night to find her to relieve his lovesickness.

Not caring that she was only wearing underwear and a bellyband, she threw herself into Mo Haichao's arms and offered her beautiful red lips.

Mo Haichao felt uncomfortable when he saw Yang Shiyi being so proactive.

I wonder what kind of charm this woman has when she is under the special envoy?

Are you treating the Special Envoy the same way you treat yourself?

To be as graceful and happy as a blooming flower under the special envoy?

Yang Shiyi kissed Mo Haichao passionately, but found that her lover Mo Haichao was just hugging her vaguely.

It's not like before, when he would bully me like a hungry wolf if I provoked him a little.

Yang Shiyi looked up at Mo Haichao in surprise and whispered softly, "Chao, why are you in a daze? Don't you miss me?"

Mo Haichao's thoughts were pulled back by Yang Shiyi.

He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and kissed Yang Shiyi's red lips.

He forced a smile and said, "It's because I missed you too much and couldn't bear to leave you that I became absent-minded."

Yang Shiyi was overjoyed when she heard this.

She signaled Mo Haichao with her eyes: "Well, Chaolang, it's late, let's get started quickly."

Mo Haichao stroked Yang Shiyi's beautiful hair.

He chuckled, “My darling, you’re always in your boudoir, there’s nothing new about it.

You haven’t been to my house yet. I want to have you in my big bed this time. I wonder if it’s possible…”

Before Mo Haichao finished speaking, Yang Shiyi hurriedly shouted: "Chao, I am willing, I am very willing!"

Going to Prime Minister Mo’s residence, that’s a good thing, Yang Shiyi thought happily.

In this way, even if he could gain entry and make things clear in front of Prime Minister Mo and his wife, Mo Haichao would not be able to regret it in the future.

Yang Shiyi happily took Mo Haichao's hand, turned around and left.

Mo Haichao was pulled out by Yang Shiyi with mixed feelings.

I laughed secretly in my heart, this girl is really mean, she is even more anxious than me.

Alas, that’s all.

You're the one seeking death, you can't blame me for that.

So Mo Haichao took Yang Shiyi, mounted their horses, and galloped towards the Mo Mansion.

What will happen if I don’t run faster?

The special envoy is still waiting for Yang Shiyi to put out the fire.

The sound of hurried horse hooves, "clack clack clack", echoed in the streets late at night.

When they arrived at the Mo Mansion, Mo Haichao took Yang Shiyi directly to his room.

"Shiyi, please sit down for a while. I'll go wash up and come back."

Yang Shiyi nodded obediently with her heart pounding.

She said in a delicate voice: "Chao, I'll wait for you, you have to hurry up."

Mo Haichao looked at Yang Shiyi steadily, nodded slightly, turned around and strode out.

After Mo Haichao left, Yang Shiyi looked at her beautiful face in the mirror and chuckled.

He stood up and looked carefully at the furnishings in the room.

Mo Haichao's room was filled with all kinds of antiques and calligraphy and paintings, which were obviously very valuable.

The Chaolang family is powerful and influential, and most importantly, they have plenty of money.

Yang Shiyi nodded as she watched, feeling very satisfied.

She now felt a little grateful to the old Marquis of Jian'an, Song Linran.

If the old marquis hadn't asked the emperor to cancel his marriage with his cousin Song Ruichong.

How could I have the chance to catch this idiot Mo Haichao?

It seems that there is no cat in the world that doesn't eat fish.

I just used some tricks and teased him a little, and Mo Haichao fell completely.

Yang Shiyi walked slowly to Mo Haichao's big bed.

She stretched out her slender hand and carefully stroked the brocade curtains on the bed.

I was thinking that in a while, I would make love with Chaolang on such a big bed.

Yang Shiyi was so happy that she covered her mouth with her hands and laughed softly.

"My little beauty, do you like men so much? Let me satisfy you."

Suddenly a rough voice was heard, and then the brocade curtain was pulled open by someone.

Yang Shiyi screamed "Ah!" and was pulled into the brocade tent by a man with great strength.

Yang Shiyi was suddenly dragged onto the bed and looked up in surprise.

He found that it was a burly man with a face full of flesh, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and giving him a lewd smile.

Yang Shiyi was stunned and was scared to death.

She shouted desperately: "Who are you? Why are you in Chaolang's bed? Let me go quickly. Chao, where are you? Come and save me!"

The special envoy looked at Yang Shiyi happily, ignoring her shouting.

Nodding with satisfaction: "Yes, she is indeed a beauty."

But when his eyes moved to Yang Shiyi's chest, he was disappointed and his face was full of ridicule.

He sneered, "Tsk, it's not even as big as mine, it seems there's no point."

Yang Shiyi looked at the special envoy's disdainful gaze and then looked at her chest.

He was so embarrassed and annoyed that he almost vomited blood.

He quickly covered his chest.

He shouted loudly: "Who are you? Let me tell you, I am the sweetheart of Prime Minister Mo Haichao, the eldest son of Prime Minister Mo. Try to touch me."

The special envoy burst into laughter, his laughter shaking the sky.

Patted Yang Shiyi's face.

His face was full of mockery: "My little beauty, it was Master Mo Haichao who took the initiative to go to your house and brought you here for me to enjoy.

I advise you to save your energy and stop shouting."

Yang Shiyi sneered when she heard this, her face full of disbelief.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm Chao Lang's favorite. He would never treat me like this."

The envoy sneered, "My beauty, don't you understand yet?

Whose room is this? Whose bed is this? And who brought you in?"

Yang Shiyi quickly replied, "It's Chaolang."

As soon as the words came out, Yang Shiyi came to her senses.

He covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes were bigger than bells, and his face was full of disbelief.

The special envoy touched Yang Shiyi's breasts and said, "My beauty, now you know who sent you to my bed, right?"

Yang Shiyi looked incredulous, shocked and frightened, tears streaming down her face.

The beauty is in tears, looking very pitiful, just like a delicate flower in a storm, which makes people feel pity for her.

The special envoy used his palms like a palm-leaf fan to wipe away Yang Shiyi's tears.

He laughed obscenely: "Originally, I have no interest in a skinny, unromantic woman like you."

The special envoy patted Yang Shiyi's face and said, "But your face is really stunningly beautiful.

It just so happens that I haven't touched a woman for a long time, so I'll just do it reluctantly."

Yang Shiyi cried sadly.

She had not yet recovered from the shock that her beloved lover Mo Haichao had given her to another man.