Meirou Shengxiang (latest) Author: Su Nuojin
Volume reading 167
But Gu Mingyue couldn't help trembling all over. It must have been torn apart by the man's rudeness just now, and he felt distressed for a while.
Gu Mingyue clenched her lips tightly, not knowing whether it was because of the pain or something else, she secretly wept.
Jia Han waited for a while, and found that the woman in his arms had no intention of answering, so he held up her delicate and delicate chin and looked down, only to see her tear-stained cheeks, although I couldn't help but feel pity. Lack of spiritual energy, there was a sluggish foolishness in those tearful eyes.
He thought that the woman was afraid that she would be frightened, and that she was so stimulated tonight that she could not face the abuser properly and respond normally in a short time, so he suppressed the doubt in his heart, grabbed it and scattered it all over the place. The little coat on the bed was put on for her, covering her snow skin.
Gu Mingyue just made a frightened cub-like whimper, watching his movements in panic, but shy away and didn't dare to make a sound.
The woman seemed to be in a state of great grievance and suffering, like a steel thorn, pierced through Jia Han's heart. His gloomy face and schadenfreude changed back and forth in an instant, and the veins on his forehead jumped and twisted abnormally.
Seemingly unable to bear it, the man covered his face, and Huo Ran tapped Gu Mingyue's chest a few times. Gu Mingyue didn't expect that Jia Han would suddenly make a move, and before he could see the other party's movements, he lay unconscious on the bed...
After taking a few deep breaths, Jia Han removed his hand from his face just now. His facial expression had returned to calm, but there was a slight sweat on his temples and brows. The man turned to look back at the unconscious woman on the bed, approached her slowly, and traced the outline of her facial features with his fingertips, his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish.
The swelling under his body remained the same. The poison brought out from the fetus could survive without being suppressed by internal force. He fixed his eyes on Gu Mingyue's calm and peaceful face, and pulled the tender white and fragrant animal that was soft and boneless. Her soft catkin pressed her upright body, wrapped her little hand with her palm, and rubbed it back and forth.
"Ha... um... um... um... ah... "
Jiahan forgotly held Gu Mingyue's hand and played with his genitals, his low and intoxicated voice echoed in the bedroom. After a long time, the man half took off the woman's silk robe and spit on the pink petals to lubricate it. He just dipped the thick penis that was ready to go into the room, and slowly twitched and sprayed out the heat. Spicy white liquor.
The Second Concubine of the Demon Lord's Concubine
The green hills in the distance are looming in the pale misty clouds. Nearby, the lake is light and shadowy, and the water surface that reflects the sky is vast and dense, with sparkling blue waves.
This is the Izumo Valley in Taisu Island, the place where the gods established religion.
Gu Mingyue stood on the deck of the painting boat, observing the surrounding environment with her eyes ethereal. When she was awake, she was already in the middle of the lake and mountains in the valley.
The wind is swaying in the ears, with the fragrance of grass and trees, wetly fluttering on the cheeks.
The gentle mountain wind blew the white gauze drapery flying on the painting boat, and the cream-colored hookah curled up around the scarlet hull. The painting boat floats on the lake and waves, flying forward like clouds and fog.
Gu Mingyue was tired from standing, so she went back to the cabin and sat on the red rosewood bamboo mat with woven gold brocade upholstered with four seasons of flowers and birds. A few pieces of honey and sour jujube cake and yam fruits with soft puff pastry were held in the palm of the hand and devoured. The scraps of food stuck to the corners of her mouth and jaw, and kept falling down the gaps between her fingers, scattered on the twelve skirts of silk embroidered with silver embroidery, hollowed-out flowers, jade-colored, and fragrant silk.
Gu Mingyue, who was still in the ancient house before fainting, woke up and was already in the cloud valley. The clothes on her body were changed inside and out. They were carefully decorated from head to toe, and all kinds of jewelry were neatly worn.
She was wearing a fragrant blouse facing the front, with a thin coat of gold embroidered chrysanthemum flowers and a straight robe, and a brocade sachet exuding fragrant fragrance was tied on the kesi belt. Her hair was still thick and braided. It's just that a green tourmaline dragonfly, a lotus flower, and a beaded head flower are attached to the hairpin on the sideburns. A long or short rice bead pearl tassel hangs down from the wings of the tourmaline dragonfly, which is as thin as a cicada. The falling corner is a drop-shaped light pink. The spar, exquisitely carved, is reflected on the snow skin that can be broken by blowing a bullet, swaying and shining. On her earlobes, she wears a small fingernail-sized gold and honey-colored amber pendant, which is connected with rice beads and agate. She wears a gold-silk jadeite ruyi necklace around her neck, and a pair of shiny mutton fat jade circles around her wrists. The bracelets, even on the ankles, were respectively buckled with extremely fine and delicate dotted beaded fine gold chains hanging small lily orchid flower buds and bells.
The clothing on the body is worth a thousand dollars. The double-decker painting boat where it is located has double anchors in front and rudder paddles in the back. The hull is carved with beams and painted buildings. The main room on the top of the mountain has auspicious animals installed on the eaves and teeth. The lower level is divided into open hall, front hall, middle hall, rear hall, and kitchen clean room. This painting boat is equivalent to a house. The interior of the boat is gorgeous and rich, and the objects are all exquisite and beautiful, which is enough to show the strong financial resources of the gods.
Where did she go wrong? She chewed the snacks in her mouth, and tried her best to recall and analyze the known plot and what actually happened last night. Although her food looks indecent, she has a charming, innocent and natural air. Not only does it not feel rough, but it feels full of liveliness and cuteness.
Jia Han had had enough observation in the attic by the lake shore. He took a breath and vacated his body. He leaped to the lake and tapped the lotus stamens between his feet to move.
Gu Mingyue saw Jiahan's kung fu in his eyes, lowered his eyes and picked up two new cakes, and continued to fill his stomach.
Liuguang is not like Qinghui, she has never learned martial arts. Unless she uses her attribute points and the system to exchange martial arts cheats, otherwise in this world where knights are flying everywhere and everyone's martial arts are unreasonable, she is a chicken with no hands. A weak woman who is in danger has no chance to escape, let alone protect herself.
It seems that exchanging martial arts with the system is a top priority.
Gu Mingyue lowered her head and thought silently, but Jia Han came to her in the blink of an eye, sat on the other side of the Arhat bed, poured a cup of hot tea for her, and blew her mouth to cool it before handing it over.
Gu Mingyue shrank to the corner of the Arhat bed little by little, not daring to look up at Jia Han, just thinking about how to perform in the most natural and appropriate way, but she was shocked by the warm tea that he suddenly handed in front of her throat. When she choked, the pastry was stuck there, causing her to cough violently, and tears welled up from the corners of her eyes.
Jia Han frowned, patted the woman's back with his hand to express her anger, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "How could you be so careless, eat slowly, I instructed the kitchen to keep preparing, every hour Fresh snacks will be served.”
The more he talked, the worse Gu Mingyue coughed. It's really strange, it's because the script is wrong or she's in the wrong world. The character in front of her is too different from the original character. She coughed and tried to contact the system, but no matter how she called, the system didn't answer.
No, it's broken again...
Gu Mingyue seemed to hear the roaring noise of a group of crows flying by her ears. She beat her chest desperately, the wetness in the corners of her eyes rolled into tears, which flowed down her cheeks that were suffocated to crimson.
If possible, I do not know if it is possible to change the system!
Seeing that her cough was getting worse and worse, and she didn't take the tea, her body was clearly avoiding the touch of his palm, and a storm gradually gathered in her eyes, and her expression changed from warm to fierce and irritable.
Volume reading 167
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