The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

The sun is just right, in the Yishui Pavilion, in the Xingran Pavilion, four or five young maidservants are cleaning carefully. This residence that originally belonged to the former Xing Dharma has changed hands, and the deceased has only been buried for a few hours. .

The servants of Yishui Pavilion are all of average appearance, no more handsome than the handsome young men or young women under the masked city lord. At this moment, a little maid is cleaning in front of the case with a dust whisk. There are some freckles on her face. Very careful.

Li Mo just stood by and looked at this little maid, and it took a long time before he said: "Sister, just let me do these small things."

The little maid raised her head and glanced at the handsome young man, she blushed a little, grinned, and said: "How can this be, the pavilion master asked us to sweep away every dust and dust, and sweep away the bad luck of the former Dharma protector , so that Hufa Dong can move in with peace of mind."

Hearing this, Li Mo blinked at her, and said with a smile: "Sister, you must be tired from doing things every day. What's the point if I do it for you? Besides, the new master of the Xingran Pavilion is my master. I am more important than my sister." Now that I understand my master's likes and dislikes, I should do better than my sister."

Hearing the young man's self-recommendation, the maidservant's thoughts of being lazy became active, but she couldn't stand the pleading in the handsome young man's eyes. After thinking for a while, she blushed and said, "Then I will... do it for you. Bar."

Li Mo smiled, poured a cup of tea for the little maid, and called out "sister" sweetly, then took the things and started to sweep. After finishing the work in the study, he wiped his sweat and his eyes again Glancing at the little maid, it was no surprise that the girl was secretly looking at him with some obsessive eyes, and when he turned his head, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"What kind of work does my sister have to do?" The boy smiled brightly again, which completely fascinated the little girl.

"Yes," the little maid thought for a while, then said, "The bedroom."

Li Mo nodded when he heard this, and then went to clean the bedroom. This time, Dongfang Bubai came in a hurry, and the previous guardian of the stars also died suddenly, so the work of cleaning up the Xingran Pavilion was postponed until now. Fortunately, Dongfang Bubai is not here now, and it does not greatly affect his ability to practice, rest and study academic affairs.

Li Mo walked into the bedroom where General Dongfang Bubai stayed, and first glanced at the overly wide bed.

The bed is covered with an embroidered mandarin duck quilt, and there are red gauze curtains hanging from the bed frame. It can be regarded as a very comfortable place to lie down, but Li Mo feels bad when he thinks that someone died on this bed. It looks like it has been replaced with a new one, but Li Mo still feels that it is not enough.

Not only is it unlucky, but also, there is a man's breath on it, other men.Li Mo didn't like Dongfang Bubai lying on the bed where other men had been lying, so he frowned and cleaned the whole bed carefully, brought a bottle of toilet water and sprayed it several times before nodding in satisfaction.

Now that he was looking at the big bed, some inexplicable and charming pictures could not help appearing in his mind.He seemed to be sleeping in half undressed obscene clothes after seeing Dongfang Bubai. It was a beautiful and quiet picture, but the sudden appearance of a familiar man destroyed the picture.

Li Mo saw Zhao Nuanzhou.

His head became dizzy, as if he really saw Zhao Nuanzhou walking towards Dongfang Bubai in his sleep, and then he leaned forward and kissed the beautiful and charming eyelids.

"Don't be like this..." Li Mo murmured in a daze.

Then, Dongfang Bubai in the fantasy world opened his eyes, opened his red lips, stretched out his pink tongue, and licked the fingers that the handsome man leaned forward until his knuckles became wet.A certain style is undoubtedly revealed in the corners of the eyes and brows.

Then, Li Mo's heart started beating wildly, and he seemed to see Zhao Nuanzhou lift Dongfang Bubai's legs on his shoulders, and began to viciously shake.

"This is wrong!" Li Mo shouted suddenly, at this moment, a hoarse voice came from outside.

Zhao Nuanzhou approached at some point, heard Li Mo's cry, and walked in, but saw Li Mo squatting down and hugging his head, wondering what happened.

"Li Mo..." Zhao Nuanzhou walked over and asked, "What happened?"

Li Mo shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Stomach hurts."

As he spoke, he moved his arms down to wrap around his abdomen, and continued: "It's okay, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Nuanzhou saw that this man was in cold sweat, and felt that he was in severe pain. He couldn't help feeling compassionate, and didn't care about what this man had done before, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Why are you doing this? Okay, shall I take a look for you or find a doctor for you?"

Li Mo shook his head and said, "Stomach pain, a common illness, doesn't need to be treated, it will be fine after a while."

Zhao Nuanzhou thought for a while, and then said: "Isn't the people from Yishui Pavilion here to do these cleaning tasks today? But those girls are bothering you?" Zhou Xin couldn't bear it.

Li Mo smiled weakly, and said: "The elder sisters are very good people, how could they bully me, but I asked for Ying, it's really all right, Mr. Zhao, the master is still looking for you, why don't you go?"

Hearing this, Zhao Nuanzhou smiled and said, "You can rest yourself, so I'll go first."

Li Mo looked at Zhao Nuanzhou's back that was drifting away, and the smile on his face gradually froze, replaced by a cold and weird expression.

How could he do this!Li Mo roared angrily in his heart, but his complexion became paler and paler.

Li Mo already knew that Dongfang Bubai and Zhao Nuanzhou had a physical relationship. At the beginning, this was undoubtedly a catastrophe for him. I have thought about my beautiful and ruthless master countless times, but I never expected that one day I could really treat him in bed, and a person as powerful as Dongfang Bubai is also arrogant, how could he be willing to subdue him? ?

Li Mo felt that no one could treat Dongfang Unbeaten like this, no one could enter him and own him, but there was such a person who did it, and more than once.

The young man trembled with anger in secret many times. Although he had removed all defense and hostility towards Zhao Nuanzhou, it didn't mean that he really didn't hate Zhao Nuanzhou.

On the contrary, he wished he could kill him and chop him into pieces.But he is too aware of his own strength, why should he kill Master Zhao Shaobao?He doesn't have the ability.The consequence of being caught impulsively that time was that his hands were almost crippled, how could he not learn a lesson.

Right now, he rubbed his aching head, walked towards the bed, looked at it for a long time, and took out something hidden in his pocket.

It was a small yellow-brown medical paper package, folded into the shape of a talisman.

Qing'an City, Luo Mansion.

After a few days of driving, the strange man in black and silent took Wu Ci'er out of the carriage, and the bewildered Nanman looked around, feeling that everything was very familiar.

There are two characters of Zhongyuan on the plaque outside the Zhumen, which looks very dignified, but Wu Ci'er doesn't recognize it.

He turned his head to look at the man again, and asked softly, "Where is this place?"

The man didn't speak, so he asked again, but the man still didn't speak.

A little angry red appeared on Wu Ci'er's face, and it stained the roots of his ears. He suddenly felt that something was wrong, and then he began to struggle in the man's arms, kicking his legs and shouting: "Evil thief, let go!" I'm going down."

The man covered Nanman's mouth with his big palm, and led him in. No one dared to stop him along the way, and occasionally there were strange eyes sweeping over him. Wu Ci'er felt a little confused, but in the After seeing a servant with a familiar face, he showed a surprised expression, his eyes opened wider and wider, and finally he bit the man on his body hard.

"Bite it, as long as you're happy." Luo Dunzhou snorted and finally spoke.

Hearing this all-too-familiar voice, Wu Ci'er burst into tears without warning. He tried to push Luo Duanzhou away but failed. A fishy liquid rushed out of his mouth.

He was stunned for a moment, feeling the unbearable pain in his heart, he let go embarrassingly, and looked at Luo Duanzhou with red eyes.

There are no more words to describe the mood at this moment. He once thought that he would never be able to see this man so closely in his life.

It was obviously a time to be happy, but his tears could not be stopped no matter what, like a flood. This point remained unchanged after Luo Duanzhou kicked open a door.

"I think I almost can't live!" Luo Duanzhou was so cruel that he threw his petite body in his arms on the big table, and then squeezed his thin waist into Wu Ci'er's legs, At the beginning, there was only a hint of teasing, and the hot and hoarse words broke into his ears with an angry breath. Luo Duanzhou pinched his little face and whispered, "A Ci, tell me, what are you doing these days? Where did you go?"

Wu Ci'er met Luo Duanzhou's bloodshot eyes, and felt that his heart was about to explode with joy, but he was also suffering from anxiety, he shook his head, and cried as if pleading: "Let me see you first... ...I almost forgot what you look like, brother Du."

As he said that, he stretched out his thin fingers that looked like dead branches, and tore off the disguise on Luo Duanzhou's face until a face that he almost dreamed of every day appeared in front of him, and he cried again excitedly He screamed again, and couldn't stop sobbing even when Luo Dunzhou kissed him hard.

"I didn't betray you, I didn't feel sorry for you..." After the two tightly pressed lips parted, the flushed Wu Ci'er let go of his eyes, and said softly over and over again, keeping his hands on the handsome face. Still stroking his face with nostalgia.

"Yes, yes, you didn't, why would Ah Ci feel sorry for me?" Luo Duanzhou said distressedly.

"Damn it, I'm going to tell my father right now!" Luo Duanzhou was almost insane, completely lost his previous romantic and unrestrained demeanor, grabbed that small wrist, pressed it against his face, and began to peck and kiss vigorously , as if no amount of kissing was enough, and at the same time, a low growl broke out in his mouth, "Whoever he wants to be his daughter-in-law, I want to marry him himself! Anyway, I, Luo Duanzhou, will not marry a non-wucier, so I will marry you. Beg you to be my wife, if you dare to disappear again, I will tie you up, or I will really be scared crazy by you!"

Hearing this, Wu Ci'er froze for a moment, paused for a moment, and then burst into tears more intensely.A small face was flushed from crying, as if having a fever.

Then, the man simply dragged him off the table and pressed him on the cold ground.

Everything seems to be messed up, no matter how skillful touching and comforting have degenerated into chaotic biting and gnawing, but Wu Ci'er is willing to indulge the beasts on her body to plunder wantonly, even if a pair of nipples are pinched It doesn't matter if it hurts, even if a man's stuff breaks into his mouth, he feels happy.

Luo Duanzhou moistened Wu Ci'er briefly, and then eagerly raised his legs, the sound of his pants being torn was very clear.

However, at the very next moment, Wu Ci'er found that the beast on her body stopped all movements.

"A Ci?" Luo Duanzhou looked at some unsightly marks in Wu Ci'er's private place, and his whole heart seemed to have fallen from the edge of the furnace into the bottom of the sea and fell into a snowdrift.

"What are these things?"

Then, a hard slap across his face, which was still wet from tears, and then half of his face swelled up.

Pain.

The author has something to say: QAQ everyone, don’t hit me, I know someone wants to hit the scumbag author now, well... just don’t hit me in the face