Qin Dynasty snare people

Is Luo Yan a man?

That's for sure, and he's a pure man. When it's time to be hard, he will never be soft, hesitant, like a sissy.

But this time something is different.

Luo Yan felt that his situation at the moment was a bit like Zhao Zilong in Changshan being surrounded by Cao's army. There were dangers everywhere. If he was not careful, he would be eaten up and wiped clean by the enemy, leaving no trace of his body.

Mrs. Mingzhu is not an ordinary woman, let alone an ordinary lady of a country.

From the fact that she can suppress Hu Meiren with a few words and manipulate Han Wangan to make decisions, we can see that Mrs. Mingzhu is unusual.

The trendy banshee lives up to her reputation.

But what does this have to do with me? I am just a painter. Madam, you are playing so excitingly. Have you ever thought that I am just an eighteen-year-old child?

Luo Yan's heartbeat accelerated unsatisfactorily for a few seconds, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the figure lying on the couch a few meters away.

Luo Yan was naturally in the Baixiang Hall at this moment, but it was not a place where incense was mixed, but a separate courtyard on one side.

It can be regarded as the bedroom of Madam Mingzhu.

Luo Yan really couldn't understand what Mrs. Mingzhu wanted to do. She had clearly agreed to let him teach painting. However, as soon as she entered the bedroom, the other party asked her to change clothes. After a while, she was wearing a black tulle. The long skirt came out, and the proud figure was even more looming under the tulle, which was eye-catching.

The exaggerated S-shaped figure paired with the purple and black high heels reminded him of the Victoria's Secret he saw on TV in his previous life.

The most important thing is to let Luo Yan paint for her.

this. . .

Are you trying to set me up? !

withstand!

Must withstand it!

Even if you can’t stand it, you have to stand it!

Luo Yan took a breath and tried his best to act like a first-year brother, with a reserved look, unswerving eyes, and focused appreciation. No, he was focused on painting. As a painter, how could he be half-hearted when painting.

No matter how many temptations lie ahead, we must still be calm.

There is no woman in his eyes, only the pen in his heart.

"Sir, are you done with the painting??"

Mrs. Mingzhu still maintained the posture of lying on her side, her lazy and charming eyes blinked slightly, looking at Luo Yan with a charming look, her fair and slender jade fingers gently held her long hair, her soft blue hair fell, and the pearl under her earlobe Shaking slightly, his long and straight legs changed into a staggered posture, looking at Luo Yan as if inviting.

It’s terrible!

Luo Yan didn't think this was an invitation, this was completely a trap.

Once you fall in, you will probably die miserably.

Luo Yan had a good nature, but those children who had not left school were now trapped in the trap, and had even prostrated themselves under her pomegranate skirt and allowed themselves to be manipulated by her.

Once you are trapped, you really have no choice but to live or die.

"It's still a little short of painting."

Luo Yan responded seriously, seemingly unmoved, but his slightly nervous expression betrayed him.

Of course, this is pretending.

When getting along with women, remember not to be dazzled by beauty. Whoever is calmer will have an advantage.

No matter how beautiful and attractive the other person is, his head must be clear.

The body can react, which represents health.

But the brain cannot move with the body, which would appear to be brainless.

Especially when facing a vicious woman like Mrs. Mingzhu, who is deeply involved in the world, you have to pretend, pretend to be the first brother, pretend not to understand anything, pretend to be nervous and at a loss. Only in this way can you see what the other person wants to do. Famous, at the same time lowering the other party's vigilance, and also reducing the danger level in the other party's mind, so that the other party will not take you away in one wave.

I don’t know what will happen in the future.

Luo Yan felt that he would at least survive the first round.

It was like walking a tightrope now. If he took a wrong step, Luo Yan would feel like he had to kneel down.

Because something is really wrong with this place now, and Mrs. Mingzhu’s identity and behavior are also wrong. If something goes wrong, she will not be able to leave the Han Palace today.

"Da da~"

The moment Luo Yan finished speaking, Mrs. Mingzhu stood up. Her delicate feet gently lifted up her high heels. She put on her shoes with a slight exertion on her white calves. She straightened her soles and put on the shoes. She stepped on the floor tiles and twisted like a model on a catwalk. With a proud figure, he came to Luo Yan's side. The fragrance was pleasant and sultry.

When Luo Yan looked over cautiously, Mrs. Mingzhu had already walked in front of her. She looked as proud as a queen, except that she held a small leather whip in her hand.

She looked at Luo Yan charmingly.

I saw Mrs. Mingzhu bending slightly, her black hair slipping down, covering the spring light in front of her. Her delicate and beautiful face looked at the "nervous" Luo Yan with a smile. She had no interest in the paintings made by Luo Yan. His narrow eyes stared straight at Luo Yan, his thin lips opened slightly, and he poured out the fragrant orchid.

"Sir, you are very nervous~"

There was a hint of cunning and playfulness in those dark eyes.

You really think it’s my first time in town! ?

Luo Yan replied in his mind, wanting to laugh a little, but instead he had a shy smile as if he had just walked out of the countryside. He lowered his head cautiously, as if he did not dare to look at Mrs. Mingzhu, and responded in a low voice: "Madam, you have a noble status." , Xiaosheng is afraid of blaspheming Madam."

"Xiaosheng? You scholars are so interesting. Didn't you say that my wife has a peerless appearance? Now that I am right in front of you, you dare not look at her~"

Mrs. Mingzhu's beautiful eyes blinked slightly, looking at Luo Yan who looked like her first brother, with a playful smile on her lips, and gently pinched Luo Yan's chin with her fingers, like a mature royal sister teasing her ignorant little brother, Lifting Luo Yan's head up slightly.

Let it look at you.

I didn’t expect you to be such a madam.

Luo Yan's chin was pinched by Mrs. Mingzhu. For a moment, his macho character made him feel insulted. His reason reminded him to stay calm, pay attention to his identity, and pay attention to the current situation. He suddenly fell deeper into the drama, became more emotionally involved, and seemed to be influenced by He stood up like an insult and an electric shock, and escaped from Madam Mingzhu's control.

"Madam, please respect yourself!"

"What if I don't want to?!"

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Luo Yan's "fearful and nervous" expression. The smile at the corner of her mouth became stronger and the interest in her eyes became a little more intense. When Luo Yan took a step back, she took a step forward and pushed Luo Yan closer to the door. Position, he asked softly.

Then you should hurry up!

Luo Yan closed his eyes, looking like he was letting you do whatever he wanted, and at the same time complained in his heart.

At this time, it is best to do nothing.

Mrs. Mingzhu can do anything to him, but he must not do anything to Mrs. Mingzhu.

However, Mrs. Mingzhu did not continue to press forward and insult Luo Yan's innocence. She distanced herself with a smile, walked to the previous painting of Luo Yan, reached out and picked it up, admired it for a while, and then looked towards Luo Yan, who had his eyes closed when he walked out of the door, blinked slightly and said softly: "Sir, have you ever painted for other women?!"

"Wei, Madam is the first woman I have painted in my paintings."

Luo Yan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Madam Mingzhu not far away, and said without blushing or heartbeat.

"Then sir, you must promise me that you will not paint other women again~"

Mrs. Mingzhu ordered with a smile on her lips and a seductive look in her eyes.

"I promised Hu Meiren today..."

Luo Yan said with some embarrassment.

"Hu Meiren, I will explain it to you sir."

Mrs. Mingzhu said with a chuckle, her tone was very casual, as if she never took Hu Meiren seriously.

Luo Yan hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "Then I'll do my best."

"Sir, please don't try your best. If you fail to do what you promised me, then I will chop off your hands~"

Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes flickered gracefully, and she looked at Luo Yan seductively but indifferently. She was obviously speaking gently, but there was a chill in her that made people feel how scary she was.

No matter how scary it is, she is still a woman.

A pure man like Luo Yan has nothing to fear when it comes to treating women.

"Madam, you are overly worried. If it hadn't been for what the king said today, I would not have painted Hu Meiren. After seeing Madam's peerless appearance, I no longer feel like painting other women. Painting also requires inspiration and objects."

Luo Yan looked at Mrs. Mingzhu and said seriously in the tone of a scholar.

At this moment he was a serious man.

"In that case, why don't you dare to look directly at me~"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Mingzhu held the scroll with her fingers, stepped on her high heels and pressed herself in front of Luo Yan again, and asked softly.

Luo Yan looked at Madam Mingzhu with burning eyes. After looking at it for a while, he quickly lowered his head pretending to be uneasy and said slowly: "It's because I like Madam's appearance that I don't want to blaspheme. Since I like her, I have to be careful. Care and respect, not destroy.”

"How much do you like it?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. Her eyes fell on Luo Yan, as if she found Luo Yan very interesting at the moment.

"I don't dare to talk nonsense."

Luo Yan said cautiously.

"What if I, Madam, want to know?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was aggressive, her eyes were slightly focused, her smile faded, and her fingers gently slid over Luo Yan's shoulders.

Up and down, very naughty.

Luo Yan stubbornly closed his mouth, closed his eyes tightly, and remained unmoved, just not saying anything. . . . .