Man from the Wild South

Chapter 6

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Lover... She originally had, waiting for her on Yuling Peak, but it's just that a good dream comes from the most easy to wake up, and the dream is broken into pieces, and it is difficult to come back again. What she asks for is a single-minded person, wholeheartedly towards her, wholeheartedly towards her, and there is no one but her. I thought I found it, I thought...

She bit her lip hard and wiped the shadow from her mind, not allowing herself to think about it.

Every breath was like a knife scraping through her heart and lungs. She broke that love and shouldn't have remembered it. If something hurts her heart again, it is also the hardship she deserves and the sin she deserves.

"Of course not." Who would wait for her? It wasn't her that that person wanted, and she didn't want him anymore. The answer was firm, she put both hands on his shoulders and arms and let him lie down.

"I'll find someone to help you." Her voice was hard, even a little fierce. "You'd better stop messing around."

"Okay..." But... Well, you can't find anyone. Feng Jin slightly hooked her lips, and suddenly felt that her fierce eyes were the brightest star he had ever seen.

Shangguan Jing has never been so puzzled.

Zhuwu is located in a remote location, because it is located at the source of water, and there are vegetable gardens and medicine gardens. His habitual servants should also live somewhere in Zhuwu.

There should be a place for them to live here, ready to be dispatched by the master, otherwise, where will her daily meals come from? Qing tea and water will not be sent to her room by herself, and it is even less likely that she will travel around every day to inquire. When she returns to Zhuwuqi, there will be a large bathtub full of hot water for her to bathe in. .

But, there is no!

She searched the entire bamboo dock, inside and out, but she didn't see anyone else!

A few times, she had glimpsed people in the daytime. Although she could not see them very clearly from a distance, she knew that those people were working, some were following the owner's house, busy in the fields, and some were serving tea and water. Walking through the small corridor, some squatted beside the arrows to draw water and clean the water source... Where are those servants hiding

With his mind full of doubts, no solution, no solution, this night, she can only take care of the patient.

Fire in the kitchen and boil water, then take out a bathtub that is stored behind a large screen in his room, pour hot water into the basin, and add appropriate cold water to adjust the water temperature.

These tasks are actually easy for her to do. On the Yuling Peak in the West Sea, she often serves the real Master Yuling like this, but tonight the object of her service is a man, and she left before she could prepare the hot water. .

"Young Master Feng, Young Master Feng!" The people behind her didn't respond. In a hurry, she rushed out and called "Feng Jin!"

"Um... I-I'm here..."

She let out a breath, and relaxed her clenched fingers slightly, but the blush that appeared on her skin slowly faded.

A quarter of an hour ago, she helped him, who was unsteady in his steps, to step into the bathtub. At that time, his shirt had already been taken off, leaving only a pair of underwear on his body. Close your eyes. He exposed most of his skin, just as she imagined, red streaks, streaks, and patches of red crawled all over his skin, like blood droplets oozing out of pores, smudged like splashes of ink, and sprinkled on his skin. leave traces.

"Scared you, didn't you..."

If he hadn't endured the pain until his eyebrows became mountains, she would have thought that he was deliberately making trouble with her.

"I'll wait behind the bead curtain, you're done taking a bath, then call me again."

She is very calm, and admires her own calmness, but the rush from the bottom of her heart is so uncontrollable that it still engulfs her whole being.

She retreated behind the curtain of round wooden beads.

Sitting cross-legged, with her eyes closed, her posture is like entering the realm of meditation, but her ears can hear it carefully, carefully capturing the movement behind the curtain.

She heard the sound of water. The sound of water was very good, indicating that he was awake, and the sound of water bathing came intermittently.

About a quarter of an hour later, she listened without any distractions in her mind, but suddenly, the voice stopped, and she was startled by the silence, and her eyes suddenly opened.

She called out to him again.

"...I-I'm here..." The man finally replied.

Shangguan Jing couldn't help but suspect that he was only willing to respond when he heard the word "Feng Jin"

You call my name, I... I'm very happy... It's been a long time since no one called me like that...

Her heart was numb, like being struck by lightning, she felt a sense of sympathy, and she had pure pity for him.

"Feng Jin."

"… Um?"

Outside the bead curtain, she lowered her neck slightly, the corners of her mouth involuntarily light. From now on, just call him that.

"Feng Jin?" Why did the sound of water stop again? "Feng Jin!?" The people inside didn't respond!

She turned her head quickly, and from the gap between the bead curtains, she saw that the head leaning on the edge of the bathtub was slowly tilting to one side, and slowly sliding down to the bottom!

What about the men's and women's defenses? She got up and rushed in, and the whole curtain of beads was thrown with a thud.

Seeing that his eyebrows were closed, half of his face was immersed in the water, and his long hair was spread out on the water like a black fan, she hurriedly reached out to support his armpits, preventing the water from covering his nose and mouth.

"Feng Jin, wake up!" She opened her palms and pressed the pipa bones on his back with her fingertips, pinching them with force.

"Hmm..." He grunted, his eyelashes fluttered, and he opened his eyes in a daze. He smiled when he saw her. "Ugh... I seem to be asleep..."

"Go back to sleep on the couch. You, don't wash."

"OK… "

His long eyelashes were soaked with moisturizing water, his phoenix eyes were curved, and the smile lines on his lips were blurred and weak... Shangguan Jing's heartbeat was rapid, so for no reason, his whole body was swept by a sudden heat, and it was hot from head to toe.

what is she doing? What's wrong?!

She murmured inwardly, and hurriedly straightened her thoughts. She cleared her throat and asked, "Can you get up by yourself?"

"Should be fine..." Having said that, he was already holding the edge of the bathtub and stood up staggeringly, as if he had lost his head for a while, completely forgetting that she was a girl, so he went naked without any scruples.

Shangguan Jing tried his best to keep his face unchanged, his eyes were fixed on his face, and he even lent his hands to help him step out of the bathtub. Drops of water dripped into small puddles at his feet.

She turned around and fetched the large cotton cloth she had just found in the cabinet. She was spreading out to surround him, but before she had time to turn around, her hot body suddenly pressed against her back.

"Feng Jin!" She moved so quickly that she could not cover her ears, spread the cloth, twisted her body, wrapped her body, and while covering his body, she also hugged his person firmly.

"I-I'm holding you down..." He said lowly, with a hint of guilt, but he didn't want to stand up by himself.

Shangguan Jing finally knew that a man could also be called "soft and boneless", and this was the one she was holding in her arms.

He was slender and lean, and his waist was thin and flat. If she exerted a little more energy, she might really be able to break it by the waist. If you want him to stand, he can't stand well, and he falls softly on top of her. What can you do without her support

When she brought him back to the couch, her face was flushed and her breath was slightly chaotic.

He, he was good, he actually fainted and fell asleep with his lips slightly parted.

So far, let it go? Is this... a kind of "emergency rescue"

But really want to help him put on trousers, and really... It's really outrageous.

Taking a deep breath, she patted her cheeks a little harder to drive some weird thoughts out of her mind that shouldn't be there and seemed to be absent.

She pulled the thin quilt to cover him, and groped under the quilt, trying to pull away the half-wet cotton cloth to refresh him, but the process was not smooth. After a while, he had to touch his body a few times, push and move, and it took some effort to take out the whole cotton cloth.

Sweat was dripping from her forehead. Sitting on the edge of the couch, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the practice was not so strenuous.

In the early summer of Nanban, the night wind is refreshing after nightfall. Although the last inch of thread is worn, a thin quilt is enough to not be afraid of catching a cold.

So, for now... that's it. She blushed, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and continued to wipe his wet hair with the half-wet cotton cloth to absorb the water droplets.

He seemed to be sleeping very deeply, his long eyelashes fell, forming a faint shadow under his eyes, and his long breath was no longer as unsteady as before. The bleeding from the seven orifices has stopped. I don't know if it's because of the loss of some blood. At this time, the traces on the face are slightly lighter, and the color of the lips is also light, and the facial features are completely relaxed.

The bleeding stops, and the pain stops, right

It hurts every month, but... it doesn't matter... I can bear it...

I have to do this every month, I'm used to it, I'll be fine when I lie down and sleep...

She stared at the man's calm face, but her heart was not very calm. He looked like this, saying that the disease was not a disease, and others said it was an evil curse, and he believed it to be true; but no matter what, he let her remember it deeply in the future. No matter how far she went or where she was, every full moon night, she would definitely think of him.

"On the night of the full moon, the seven orifices bleed, is there really no cure?" She murmured, as if sighing, and then spread the strands of his hair on the couch to dry before getting up to clean up the room.

The man who was sleeping peacefully on the couch raised her pale lips strangely when she picked up the dirty and smelly clothes with her back to him.

The pain in the flesh stopped, and after sleeping for half an hour, Feng Mian slowly opened her eyes.

Everything is back to normal.

normal time. He always sleeps lightly, and he doesn't need much sleep. Two hours a day is a lot. Many times he only needs to close his eyes and rest for a moment, and he will feel refreshed.

At this moment, the girl who was half-truthed by him held her forehead with one hand, sat at the table dozing off, and untied her sword from behind and put it on the table.

She didn't go back to her own room to rest, was she afraid that he would have another accident in the middle of the night

poor...

poor girl...

Forgive him. he did not do it on purpose. real.

He is absolutely malicious. It's fun to play like that.

When you wake up, you will feel at ease, and your whole person will be alive from the inside to the outside, from head to toe.

He lifted the quilt, noticed that he was naked, raised his eyebrows slightly, and remembered how hard she tried to cover his naked body, and how hard she tried to grope under the thin quilt to remove the cotton cloth. The cheeks add flair to her only delicate face. He likes to look at it, and it looks pleasing to the eye.

The whole body was obviously covered with strange and ugly red lines, but she was close to her, not feeling nauseated, and even blushed for him to see.

Pressing the clamor of pressing his left chest too fast, he approached her naked, moving like a floating cloud, quiet and eerie, and did not wake up the woman with high martial arts skills at all.

She fell asleep by herself, the open window greeted the bright moonlight, the silver light kissed half of her face, jumped on the tip of her nose, danced on her beautiful cheeks, and made up on the two soft lips that were slightly open... He leaned down. He lowered his head, absorbing her sweet breath, his thin lips were only a millimeter away from the soft lips of the girl's house, he didn't really imprint it, for fear that he would wake her up if he got out of hand, so he kept a little distance away to hide his own breath.

It's a pity, it's a pity, he is a villain in the first place, and he said that he didn't want to cast a spell on her, but he couldn't help it at the moment. Then softened, let him hold his arms full.

He picked her up by the waist, walked back to the couch and sat down, letting her sit on his lap.

Looking at her up close, the blood on Xiu's face had been washed away, but she didn't change her clothes. It was to protect him, so she hurriedly washed her face, neck and hands, and had no intention of taking a good bath.

If you only think about others, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later.

Her chivalrous character really teaches people to love and annoy her.

Umm... wait! Shouldn't she regard him as part of "Jianghu morality"? That's true... that's true... he, he...

Before he could figure out the conclusion, his eyes were red. The smell of viciousness arises, holds her head and kisses her, holds her lips like a bully, attacks the city and plunders the land very pervertedly, bullies her softness in the spell, tasted and tasted, tasted and tasted, every bit of it Unwilling to let go, resentful, annoyed, and with vague affection, emotions that even he himself does not understand, he has been bullying people...

crazy. he.

he. Crazy.

His body changed naturally, lust poured into his whole body, hot and hard.

He hugged her tightly. Rubbing, rubbing, her weight and body temperature were where she needed comfort, he moaned, clasped her tightly, twisted, rubbed, didn't let go, couldn't let go, only she... only she... that's him It's only her...

In a daze, he had nothing to rely on, and the one he was holding in his arms became the only center of gravity.

His spirit flew everywhere, as if he had turned the world of gods, the world of men and the world of the underworld, and in the end he was dazed and sad, and he came back to lean on the people in his arms.

When she violated her and ate her tofu when she was unconscious, he didn't feel ashamed at all, but he felt deeply lonely.