Sacrifice of evil god

"When you think about the wine, who is the most worried about the spring?" After singing, Di Jiang raised his last orchid finger, blurred his eyes, raised his head and drank the jade liquid in the cup, and with a "snap", he slammed the bottom of the cup. Slap on the desktop.

Qi Mei took the jug and jade cup back behind the curtain, listening to the sound of water pouring into the cup, the tone changed from low to high, and quickly filled the cup again, and gently put it back on the table.

Caught off guard, a hand suddenly covered the back of Qi Mei's hand, and rubbed the jade hand that hadn't had time to withdraw.The touch is different from the warm big hands of pottery iron with thin calluses. Di Jiang's hands are very cold, but they are as delicate as Qi Mei's.

The red lips let out an ambiguous tone again: "Mei Guaner, sleep with me, okay?"

Qi Mei couldn't help being a little shocked, even unbelievable.The men he met in the past who liked to be contaminated with masculinity, not to mention all of them were big and three rough, at least they were all strong, brave and capable men.And this Di Jiang, with a thick layer of makeup on his face, heavy makeup, and a warm voice when speaking, looks more like a person from Huajie than Qi Mei.If it is said that he is a military male prostitute that foreigners outside the pass like to play with, Qi Mei thinks it is somewhat believable.Does such a "demon man" who is neither male nor female, and whose origin is unknown, want to sleep with him?

Qi Mei said, "Your Majesty is drunk", and wanted to pull her hand away.But the strength in the hands of this seemingly weak demon man is astonishing. Qi Mei even felt that if he didn't use his spiritual power, he might not be able to break free at all.However, it is obviously unwise to use spiritual power to fight fiercely without knowing the identity of the other party.

So Qi Mei changed her strategy, simply smiled charmingly, and asked, "What does your son mean, but do you want to have a good night with me?"

Di Jiang tilted his head and flicked his long hair that was hanging on one side, as if he was not in a hurry to answer.Qi Mei felt that she was holding his hand, and her strength relaxed a little, but just when he was about to relax and withdraw her hand, an abrupt finger suddenly squeezed into his tiger's mouth, and squeezed into her tightly clenched fist. In his hand, intentionally or unintentionally, he thrust back and forth.The offensive intention contained in this action instantly made Qi Mei feel uncomfortable.

"What do you think?" Di Jiang stared at Qi Mei with burning eyes. Due to the sudden change, the latter was finally willing to completely reveal his pretty face from behind the curtain.

Qi Mei was a little annoyed, and he looked back at Di Jiang not to be outdone: "Does the son want to be the one at the top? Or the one at the bottom?" "Ahahaha..." Di Jiang seemed to have had enough jokes, and finally agreed to make Qi Mei let go of her hand, "I can do it. However, facing a beauty like Mei Guan'er, it would be a pity to just be the one at the bottom."

"Oh," Qi Mei raised the wine glass that Di Jiang had drunk to the height of his eyes, as if to toast Di Jiang's wine, "If your son is not drunk enough, then drink another glass!" The next moment, the beauty Suddenly his expression changed, and he poured a glass of cold wine on Di Jiang's head.

The liquor trickled down Di Jiang's forehead little by little.He raised his hand to wipe it calmly, and soon his hands were covered with thick powder, and his face was covered with two pieces of mud as if he had been scratched by a wooden plank of the wall.

"Last time in the arena, I accepted the love of the prince and owed him a glass of wine, but I just paid it off. The prince should have heard that I, Qi Mei, am a showman rather than a person. What the prince said is true. Are you trying to humiliate me?"

What would he say?what will he doWill he leave in a huff and never patronize the South Hall again; or will he fight against the case and slap me a lesson?Or, show your possible true identity and use your spiritual power to fight me to the death?

But Di Jiang's reaction really exceeded Qi Mei's expectations.He smiled, with a smeared monster makeup, and a hideous smile.

He said quietly: "Meiguaner, the price I can offer will definitely satisfy you..."

"Joke!" Qi Mei became even more angry, "Do you think I am a low-ranking young lady who has never seen the world? Even if you are the son of Prince Lin, I have met countless high-ranking officials and nobles in this Chang'an city. They In order to buy me for one night, the gold, silver, pearls, jade, and rare treasures that I would like to offer are really countless. What kind of treasure would I, Qi Mei, be so rare?"

"Hehe, hehe..." Di Jiang laughed horribly.He took off a brocade pouch from the waistband of his trousers, waved his hand, and casually placed it on the table, pouted his mouth, and signaled Qi Mei to open it for himself.

Qi Mei felt strange, what kind of rare things could be contained in a pouch half the size of a palm?Jade pendant?coral?Ye Mingzhu?These, if you want, will not lack any of them.He also didn't think that the self-confidence in Di Jiang's words came from those vulgar things.

Qi Mei grabbed the kit, just opened a small mouth, then opened her willow eyes in an instant, looked at Di Jiang in disbelief, and at the same time her fingertips trembled, she couldn't even hold the kit, and let it fall to the ground.

Under the shadow of the candlelight, Di Jiang's face looked even more bewitching.He stroked his long hair, pulled out a small strand, and bit it in his mouth. His tone was seductive: "How is it? Is my treasure worth priceless? Is Meiguan like it?"