Chaotic Qin

The sticky blood in Lu Buwei's palm almost scalded him.

He was so scared by himself that he took a step back, stepped on the hem of his robe and sat down on the ground, completely overturned the hangover soup, and fled out of the room by rolling and crawling.

Lu Buwei walked in the courtyard with a pale face, with a ferocious expression like a ghost escaped from hell.

Panting eagerly, he kept circling the courtyard, but walked faster and faster.

Stopping suddenly, Lu Buwei slammed his fist on the tree trunk, and suddenly felt pain in his finger bones, but the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated.

There was a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth, he shook his head, and walked slowly back to his courtyard.

Lu Qiao looked into the yard for a few times, breathed a sigh of relief quietly, raised her hand to pat her chest, and carefully lifted her skirt across the threshold.

After making sure that there was no one else around Qin Zichu, Lu Qiao excitedly licked her dry lips, her eyes lit up instantly.

She gently closed the doors and windows one by one, knelt in front of Qin Zichu and whispered, "Young Master, Young Master, are you asleep?"

The slightly higher voice of the woman seemed a little harsh at night, Qin Zichu frowned, let out a muffled groan, pulled the quilt to tightly cover his ears, turned over and rolled himself up completely.

The smile that was still hanging on Luqiao's face froze, and she was helpless when she saw the sheets without any gaps.

She really wanted Qin Zichu to have sex after drinking, but it required Qin Zichu's cooperation.

He wrapped himself up tightly, not even a quilt was left for him. Could it be that she was going to take off her bedding and freeze outside for a night, and then cry to Qin Zichu!

Luqiao stared blankly at Qin Zichu who was unwilling to cooperate with him even if he was drunk, and couldn't tell the difference between north and south.

It was already early summer, and the doors and windows were all tightly locked together. Of course, Lu Qiao was not the only one who felt the stuffy heat. Before she could figure out a way, Qin Zichu, who had completely surrounded himself in the sheets, broke out in a hot sweat.

He wriggled uncomfortably, and after a while, he found the exit from the quilt like a silkworm baby, and slowly came out.

The jade-white chest and straight long legs were completely exposed in the air. The light from the wick of the oil lamp was like beans, and the orange-red flame lightly swayed, shining on Qin Zichu's body, making Lu Qiao's face crimson.

She immediately took off the clothes all over her body with trembling fingers, tore out the gaps, and threw them all over the floor.

Lu Qiao covered herself in Qin Zichu's warm bosom, closed her eyes and let out a sigh. She was ashamed and afraid, but there was still a stimulating feeling that she couldn't understand, which made Lu Qiao couldn't help stretching out her arms to hug him. Qin Zichu's body spread out his legs and held Qin Zichu's thighs back and forth, rubbing them back and forth, and a sticky stream of heat gradually emanated from under his body.

After all, Luqiao has little experience.

She was a virgin, so she didn't understand what it felt like, let alone what to do next, but she instinctively felt a feminine need, and frequently writhed on Qin Zichu's body, hoping to get his response.

Qin Zichu only felt the heat, not the burning heat, but the sweltering heat under the quilt in the dog days!

He unconsciously struggled with his body, stretched out his arms, and directly tore off the "quilt" covering his body, and threw it aside, but the "quilt" was still emitting heat, which made him frown and kicked again in dissatisfaction. Kick it away with a few hits.

Feeling that the heat source was far away, Qin Zichu finally relaxed in his sleep, lying on his side in the bedding, rubbed the sheets a few times, and soon fell asleep again.

Lu Qiao was kicked out of bed naked by Qin Zichu, her thin arms were wrapped around her chest, her face was flushed red, she was beaten dizzy by anger or despair.

When she turned her head to look at the handsome young man who was stretching his body, tears suddenly fell from her eyes, and she covered her face and sobbed.

Qin Zichu didn't know anything about it, and took up most of the mattress to sleep on his own.

The sky changed from dark to bright, and the expression on Luqiao's face became more and more desperate. Looking at Qin Zichu's sleeping state, his eyes were full of resentment, and his nails dug into the flesh of his palm, stabbing himself in pain.

"...Hmm, hmm~?" Qin Zichu couldn't help moaning in pain. The sides of his head were in pain, as if he had been stepped on by a herd of elephants.

Turning his face to the side and rubbing the mattress, Qin Zichu slowly opened his eyes.

But when he opened his eyes, he happened to meet the green eyes that were swollen like rotten peaches, and his drowsiness was instantly scared away.

Qin Zichu sat up suddenly, his eyes widened, and he didn't speak for a long time.

After he was able to accept the impact of the picture in front of him, he completely ignored the fact that he was completely naked, and suddenly tore off the sheet and spread it on the ground, repeatedly checking the traces on the sheet and mattress.

A dazzling red was dyed on it, and according to the position, when he was lying flat on the bedding, it was just at the same level as his waist and crotch!

Qin Zichu choked for breath, and a look of disgust flashed across his eyes.

Qin Zichu knew that he had good wine and was definitely not a drunken person, but since the bed was stained with blood, after he passed out drunk last night, it must be Luqiao who took the initiative to guide him to do something to her. this kind of thing.

Simply disgusting!

Qin Zichu clutched the mattress tightly, his thick black hair hung down on the mattress, completely blocking Lu Qiao's prying eyes on him, allowing Qin Zichu a short free time.

He gradually woke up, but he still couldn't believe what he did to Luqiao last night.

Qin Zichu took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and decided to test her a little bit.

With an apologetic smile on his face, Qin Zichu pulled up the quilt he threw aside and wrapped Luqiao in it, held Luqiao in his arms through the quilt, gently rubbed her back and said: "Don't be afraid, Did I hurt you yesterday? I promise, you will be happy in the future, okay? Don’t be sad, you made my heart cry. "

Luqiao's grievances, unwillingness and resentment all night were instantly melted into Qin Zichu's tender demeanor.

With sobs, she raised her head, met Qin Zichu's eyes, couldn't control her emotions anymore, hugged his slender waist tightly, completely buried her face in Qin Zichu's arms and cried bitterly, as if she had really been forced all night like a poor girl.

Qin Zichu raised his hand to cover the back of Luqiao's head, and pressed her into his arms, weeping heartily.

Qin Zichu felt the icy anger lingering in his heart, making him want to shove away the woman of low character in his arms, but he knew better that with his current situation, he could and should not do anything.

One wrong step, and Qin Zichu's life will be in danger. He is not yet qualified to be willful.

Qin Zichu calmly pressed his anger into the bottom of his heart, and finally realized clearly that the only thing in this world that could allow him to resist humiliation was power!

Only with supreme power that no one can match, can he be qualified to retaliate against others.

"Okay, stop crying, let me see if I got hurt yesterday." Qin Zichu's gentle voice was full of compromise, and his eyes were full of guilt and indebtedness.

Let Luqiao instantly recall the hot body and the restless feelings that were touching last night, she suddenly clamped her legs, and felt the wet and slippery feeling coming from under her body again.

Qin Zichu keenly noticed Lu Qiao's movements, and couldn't help squinting his eyes slightly, his eyes became more profound, he pinched Lu Qiao's wrists together, and pushed the girl directly into the bedding.

"Ah! Master..." Luqiao exclaimed, and clamped her legs even harder.

Qin Zichu had a reassuring smile on his face, but his arms directly pulled Luqiao's legs up, and his fingers squeezed in mercilessly along her body.

"Ah!!" Luqiao suddenly let out a scream, the blood on her face faded completely, tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes in an instant, and she kicked her legs and struggled non-stop.

The moment Qin Zichu's fingers entered Luqiao's body, he felt slightly sticky and slippery, but he was more aware of the slightly stagnant feeling of flicking his hands at the entrance, which made Qin Zichu even more angry.

He has been fooled.

If Lu Qiao really lost his body to him, even though he was angry, he was still willing to let Lu Qiao stay by his side and give her a bite to eat; but Lu Qiao's current behavior is clearly an empty-handed white wolf, playing him as a fool!

Qin Zichu couldn't suppress his anger any longer, he took out his finger, wiped all the sticky liquid on the shop, put on his outer robe indiscriminately, and walked out the door quickly.

Although Lu Qiao has never served a man before, she also knows that it is definitely not a good thing for a man to push her away at such a time.

Ignoring the pain in her lower body, she struggled to get up from the mattress, hugged Qin Zichu's thigh, tears flowed all over her face again, and said with a sob, "Young Master, don't leave me."

"Squeak—" the toothache sounded softly, making Qin Zichu subconsciously stop and pulled his clothes to cover his body.

He took a closer look, and Lu Buwei on the opposite side was also shocked by the scene in front of him, completely frozen in place.

No matter how much Lu Qiao wanted to be rich and famous, she was not naturally lustful. She screamed and wrapped the sheets tightly, but she didn't have the courage to raise her face at all.

A moment is enough for Lu Buwei to figure out how the scene in front of him happened.

His face was gloomy, and his expression was uglier than Qin Zichu, the sufferer who was jumped by a fairy. Shen Sheng yelled at Luqiao who was trying to reduce her sense of existence: "Luqiao, you actually do such a thing, get out of here!"

Lu Qiao's whole body was shaken, trembling and choking, but obediently wrapped in the sheets, she staggered out of the room without even caring about getting dressed.

Qin Zichu looked at the scene in front of him, and felt even more ironic in his heart.

Why did Lu Qiao dare to plot against herself blatantly, but she didn't even dare to defend herself against Lu Buwei?

Qin Zichu suddenly felt that his face was being slapped by reality, he pinched his clothes hard, and felt that he had no face to face others, let alone belittle Lu Buwei.

Lu Buwei saw that Qin Zi was stepping on the ground with his bare feet and Chu feet, his fingers tightly pinching his robe, and the blood on his fingertips had faded, he couldn't help feeling distressed again.

He bent down and picked up the underwear and trousers from the ground one by one, walked in front of Qin Zichu, raised his chin, knelt on one knee and smiled softly, "Buwei will help you change your clothes."