Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 201 The Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 39

Quan Jiu's hands and feet were cold, but heat surged through her body, burning hot. She stood still and didn't move.

It was really uncomfortable, just like the weakness and fatigue of a high fever of forty degrees. There was a cold air around Fengzhuo, but she did not dare to approach Fengzhuo.

Now she was like a wild wolf that fainted from hunger. Fengzhuo, a little sheep exuding fragrance, was dangling in front of her. She was afraid that if she couldn't help it, she would pounce on him and eat him.

However, all this did not go as she wished.

Feng Zhuo took the initiative to approach her, looked at her dark eyes filled with water, and suddenly spoke.

"Go and change clothes first."

In today's weather, wet clothes stick to your body when the wind blows, and you can catch a cold the next day.

"Don't come over!!"

Quan Jiu suddenly took a step back, keeping a step away from him.

"I, I, I, I can't bear it anymore..."

Her face was as red as blood, and she felt more and more that Feng Zhuo was extremely handsome tonight.

She swallowed, her eyes lingering on the phoenix-scorched jade fingertips.

"My dear, stay away from me..."

She wasn't kidding, she really couldn't help it!

He said to stay away from him, but Quan Jiu's dark eyes never left Feng Zhuo.

Fengzhuo was silent for a moment, but he still said the same words:

"Change clothes first."

Quan Jiu thought to himself, "Mmp, change the hammer, I just want to take off my clothes now!"

She patted her face hard, and after two seconds of regaining consciousness, she stood up from the ground and rushed out of the house without hesitation.

She must have integrity and not "tarnish" the honest disabled person.

When he passed by Feng Zhuo, his wrist was grabbed fiercely.

"hiss……"

Quan Jiu was completely unprepared and was suddenly pulled backwards, losing his center of gravity and falling backwards.

Just when she thought she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of strong arms hugged her soft waist, and the back of her head fell into a chest filled with thick ambergris.

When Quan Jiu sat on Feng Zhuo's lap, his eyes widened and he was a little confused.

Ambergris mixed with male hormones crazily penetrated her nasal cavity.

She wanted to get up, but found that her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up.

Feng Zhuo's big, sharp-jointed hands were still on her waist.

A woman's waist is soft and warm, and the feeling of holding it in her hand is inexplicably addictive.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms, and finally chose not to let go, lowering his eyes and saying.

"Where do you want to go?"

Quan Jiu raised his neck, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the man's superior brow bones and high bridge of nose. Feng Zhuo's facial features were just right, with smooth lines, and the corners were not too cold and hard. They blended together, making him noble and elegant yet cool.

.

Quan broke the jar of wine, grabbed his collar, buried his head in his chest, and said muffledly:

"……have no idea."

This stinky man is upright and old-fashioned. Shouldn't he find a male favorite to serve her?

Feng Zhuo never expected this answer. He thought she would go to Mo Xi.

The woman in his arms lay on his chest, like a kitten, and he felt soft in his heart for no reason.

"What will happen if I don't take the antidote?"

If there was an antidote, she would have taken it long ago.

Quan Jiu buried his head deeper:

"Death by exploding."

Feng Zhuo's hand tightened around her waist.

In the marching field, the most indispensable thing is men. As long as she walks out of this door, there will be countless "antidotes" waiting for her. For such a proactive and peerless beauty, it is estimated that no man will refuse...

He couldn't help but picture her shy look in the arms of other men, with eyes full of spring water and cheeks flushed.

After just one second of thought, Feng Zhuo's eyes felt cold and repulsive. He stopped thinking...

In the end, he just hugged Quan Jiu tightly and said.

"Stay with me tonight and don't go anywhere."

Quan Jiu's head exploded with a bang.

Stay with him tonight and don't go anywhere?

What is this, a disguised default?

There's no way he doesn't know her situation...

She felt her body getting hotter and tugged on her collar:

"My dear, I feel uncomfortable."

Feng Zhuo stared at her collarbone and neck, which were as smooth as jade, with bottomless black eyes. He seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Be good, I won't feel uncomfortable soon."

…

Feng Zhuo's movements were gentle from beginning to end.

Quan Jiu hugged the man's neck and got lost in his kiss. When her back was pressed against the soft mattress, she raised her eyes to look at the man on her body.

The empty wheelchair was placed beside the bed. Feng Zhuo pressed her under him and untied her clothes with a touch of impatience.

Quan Jiu looked at his legs worriedly:

"Aiqing, can you...?"

A dark color flashed in Feng Zhuo's eyes, and his movements that were still somewhat gentle suddenly became fierce.

The man exerted force on his palm, and as soon as the unfathomable internal force came out, the fine plum-pink tulle turned into flying fragments.

Quan Jiu: “…”

She seemed to have said something wrong.

The two layers of fiery red wedding clothes outside were piled on the ground, mixed with the man's purple robe embroidered with golden python patterns, revealing an ambiguous meaning in the flickering candlelight...

Quan Jiu got his wish and soon found out whether Feng Zhuo could do it or not.

Facts have proven that leg disease and double leg amputation are completely different things.

As the number one expert in horseback riding and archery, Feng Zhuo's physical strength has not diminished at all.

I don't know how much time passed, but Quan Jiu felt that the toxins in her body had been eliminated, and her abnormal body temperature gradually dropped. She went limp all over and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Love, love you..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she found that her voice had become hoarse, and Sister Yu's original smoking voice had become a bit more deep and seductive.

Feng Zhuo intertwined his fingers with hers and looked down at the woman beneath him:

"Wei Chen is here."

Before Quan Jiu's breathing had calmed down, she reminded:

"The effect of the medicine has worn off."

Feng Zhuo: "I know."

Quan Jiu avoided his eyes in embarrassment:

"I think it's better to wait just in case."

Quan Jiu: “???”

What does it mean?

………

Mo Xi acted quickly. After discovering that Quan Jiu was missing that night, he immediately launched a large army and attacked Chanzhou overnight.

Jingchuantang was well prepared and set up a trap in advance to wait for him. The two armies fought until dawn and suffered numerous casualties before they both withdrew.

Jingchuantang was covered in blood, and his silver armor was stained red.

The deputy general looked worriedly at his bleeding shoulder blade.

"General, should I ask the military doctor to bandage you first?"

Mo Xi didn't know why he went crazy in the middle of the night. He asked Jingchuantang to hand him over as soon as he came up. After being refused, he took a different approach and his expression became gloomy and uncertain. When fighting Jingchuantang,

The fighting style is even more life-threatening.

Jingchuantang shook his head: "It's a minor injury, I can just take care of it myself."

Just in time, I went back to scare the woman with the wound and asked her to apply medicine to herself.

——I am the dividing line——

I recommend a good sister's article, "I will live a long life after hugging the villain's national master tightly", written by Wen Beiyu, the article is sweet and sweet, the literary lovers can read it!

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