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The man sneered, "Isn't it too late now?"
Qiaochu almost wanted to bring up the old topic again, asking him why he came here. In fact, that was not her concern. It was good for him to be here. Should she submit the exchange now or go back to talk about it? Anyway, he would not touch her now.
As she was thinking, the wound began to itch again. She knew she shouldn't do that, but the itch was unbearable. She didn't know what the man had applied to her wound, so she couldn't help but reach out...
Before his hand touched the clothes, he heard a "slap" sound and his palm was hit, with a burning pain.
She stared at him fiercely, "You hit me... What kind of medicine did you use on me? It's itchy and painful!"
Compared to the viciousness, Mou Ba was no less evil, and immediately said coldly: "It's a medicine that makes you itch but heals quickly! Scratch it, it's better to scratch the wound and leave a big scar, ugly."
Qiaochu was choked by him and couldn't make a sound immediately, but she was so itchy that it was painful. Mou Ba was staring at her, and she couldn't hit him. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and wanted to scratch herself secretly, but her hands were quickly grabbed by someone.
She had no choice but to turn back and try to struggle, but she couldn't get free and it pulled on her wound, causing her to gasp in pain and she dared not move again.
The curve of Mou Ba's lips shone evilly, "You deserve it."
She was so itchy that she cursed him in her heart, but she begged him on the surface: "Itchy, just for a while."
A look of gloating appeared in the eyes of a certain Ba, who suddenly reached out and pressed her acupoints.
She was unable to move at all and almost burst into a curse, but Mou Ba put her hands down and lifted the quilt from her body.
"What are you doing?" She looked at him puzzled.
He said slowly: "It's not good to seal the acupuncture points for a long time, and the body's qi and blood will not flow smoothly."
"Eighth Master, you know it's not right, why don't you untie it quickly?" She said with a smile, wishing she could kill him in her heart.
A certain eight's eyes sparkled, and his long fingers suddenly picked up her belt -
Qiaochu was stunned, and was shocked. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't touch me..."
Mou Ba smiled and stretched out his hand to poke her again. This time she couldn't even make a sound and could only watch him pick up her belt. When his breath sprayed on her face, she felt humiliated and clenched her teeth... He glared at her evilly, suddenly picked up her hands and tied them tightly with the belt.
She was startled, but he smiled vaguely, "Why are you so scared?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted her body twice in succession, then suddenly turned over, got out of bed, and walked out of the tent, leaving her stunned for a long while before she realized that the acupoints had been untied. When she subconsciously tried to untie the damn belt, he appeared mysteriously under her nose again.
The light was dim, but one could still see a porcelain bowl in his hand. A faint bitter aroma filled the air.
She was slightly startled again, he had come back and sat down, putting the bowl on the table... He ignored her, and just hugged her in his arms with one hand, and picked up the porcelain bowl with the other hand and put it to her lips.
She pursed her lips and drank the medicine from his hand.
The medicine was extremely bitter. Fortunately, she was not a spoiled person. However, with the actions of Mou Ba, the little touch she had finally felt in her heart suddenly turned cold.
It seemed that this was the first time that Na Ba had done such a thing. She could feel how stiff his hands were. He had almost poured the medicine into her mouth. She choked and wanted him to take it easy, but his mouth was full of medicine and his hands were tied. She suddenly had an idea and kicked him hard.
Mou Ba was definitely a tit-for-tat kind of person. He raised one foot and pressed her legs and feet down hard. Fortunately, his hand moved slightly with his body, and the thorn bowl finally left her lips a little.
She seized the opportunity and quickly swallowed the medicine, gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Do you understand? Are you trying to force me to death in such a hurry?"
Being criticized, Mou Ba pursed his lips, clenched his hands, and wanted to hit her on the head. In the end, he withdrew his hands, put the bowl on the table, and sneered: "If you are so capable, drink it yourself."
Qiaochu glanced at her wrists expressionlessly, raised her hands in front of him, and said unhappily, "Can I drink this?"
A certain Baba said, "You still have to let me serve you!"
Qiaochu took a deep breath and asked, "So, Grandpa, are you going to feed her or not?"
Mou Ba raised the corner of his lips and picked up the bowl.
This time his service had a qualitative leap. He managed to let her drink the medicine steadily. At the end, she maliciously "accidentally" dropped a few drops of medicine on his clothes.
She clearly gritted her teeth and looked at the marks on her robe with disgust. He put down the bowl, stretched out his hand to pick up the belt in her hand, and immediately got up to take off his outer robe. She was feeling a little happy in her heart, but suddenly she saw the corner of his lips raised. She was slightly startled and had a bad feeling in her heart.
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Chapter 159 The Jealous King Rui (6) - Sudden Desire
Just as she was becoming alert, an object came flying out of nowhere and landed on her head, covering her head and face. A bitter medicinal smell enveloped her face, eyes, mouth and nose.
She gritted her teeth and reached out to pick up someone's dirty outer robe. Mou Ba had already sat back leisurely. He bent down to take off his boots, put his feet on the couch, and picked up the scroll that had just been placed on the table to read. He reached out his other hand to tuck in the quilt, but touched nothing. He seemed to be slightly startled and looked over. She had already wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and he couldn't even hug the corner of the quilt.
He pursed his lips and clenched his big hands - she didn't need to read his expression to know that he wanted to beat her.
Fortunately, she was still a patient. He stared at her fiercely and continued to look at the things in his hands. He didn't seem to be afraid of the cold. He was only wearing a single layer of clothes, and his body didn't tremble at all.
She had a bad idea again, so she slightly opened the quilt, sighed, and said, "Master, the weather is really cold..."
Mou Ba raised his head from the scroll, raised his eyes, and sneered: "Do you know you are wrong?"
He didn't move either, just staring at her, as if waiting for her to do something.
So she was very happy in her heart, and suddenly realized that the pain and itchiness just now seemed to have disappeared, leaving only some pain. Pain was much better than itching - that's how pain and itchiness are, just endure it for a while and it will pass.
The chill I felt from being roughly fed medicine just now turned into a little gratitude.
However, although he was grateful, he did not stop his hands. He carefully folded someone's outer robe. Enduring the pain, he reached out his hand and put it under his feet. He stepped on it with his feet and said with a smile: "What animal's fur is on the collar? Let me guess, is it a mink, a rabbit or a fox? It's really warm. It's not so cold now."
Her sharp eyes fell on the outer robe that was trampled by the feet. Mou Ba's eyes suddenly darkened, and her hand that was stretched out again froze. She looked at him with a smile, and saw that Mou Ba's sturdy body moved slightly, not knowing whether it was because of cold or anger. Finally, Mou Ba rolled up the scroll in his hand and held it tightly.
As she was startled, a gust of wind brushed past her face and the scroll hit her on the head. She was startled and screamed "Ah", and hurriedly covered her head and face with the quilt.
After a long while, she didn't feel any pain. She looked out from under the quilt in confusion, and saw the scroll hanging above her head. The man was looking at her with an ambiguous smile.
She was stunned, and he hit her in the face again with the scroll in his hand. She screamed and quickly hid under the quilt.
All she heard was the man's cold laugh, and she was already in his arms, along with the quilt.
Her body bumped into his, touching the wound, and it hurt immediately. She didn't dare to move anymore, but Mou Ba didn't seem to let her go. He stretched out his hand to tickle her, and his fingers went all the way to her waist and armpits. A low and evil voice blew into her ears with hot air, "Ugly monster, do you dare?"
The wound was no longer itchy, but it was replaced by another kind of itch... She was most afraid of this. In the past, she and Qin Ge occasionally quarreled, and it was hard to say who was right or wrong, but both of them refused to pay attention to each other. She couldn't stand his coldness and sometimes wanted to admit her fault first, but she was a stubborn person. Several times she even went to the guest room to sleep. She was afraid that the two of them would sleep together, so she softened her heart first.
One day, two days... three days at most, the calm Qin Ge couldn't help but take action first. Every time when she was sleeping soundly, he would wake her up, carry her back to his room, tickle her, ask her if she knew she was wrong and if she dared to do it again, until she said breathlessly that she was wrong and would never dare to do it again.
So, every time in the end, it was her fault. Qin Ge was satisfied and plundered her crazily. Although she didn't know why he had never done that to her at that time, his touch and exploration on her body was enough to make her tremble and fear.
Her thoughts were slightly hazy, but the meanness of a certain Baba quickly brought her back to reality... She screamed and tried to avoid his flexible and powerful fingers. She could only hear his cold snorts. He pressed the scroll tightly against her back with his big hand, pressing her towards him. His other hand repeatedly scratched the sensitive parts of her body, and he said calmly, "Admit your mistake to me, or I'll kill you."
She refused, and their bodies pressed together. He held her tightly, his fingers moving back and forth. She was careful to avoid his wounds, and dodged him like a fish. After a while, she was out of breath and his breathing became slightly hoarse. Her eyes unconsciously fell on the ground, where there was a scroll that he had dropped at some point... She was suddenly startled by the clear heat from her crotch... The man's hot and hard penis was pressing against her.
She didn't dare to play with fire again, not daring to move, and she didn't know when his hands stopped, holding on to her loose hair. She was flustered and raised her eyes a little panicky, but then she was glued into his eyes. His eyes were deep and dark, with a faint flame burning. In the light of the drunken lamp, she saw herself in his eyes with her long hair draped over one shoulder, and she was in a daze.
He had no idea when his rough fingertips had touched her lips, and he began to scratch them along the curve of her lips, sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes dragging them to the corners of her lips, while pressing them lightly or heavily.
Her whole body was trembling slightly. When his fingers erotically pushed into her mouth and gently stirred her tongue, and his other hand grasped her softness, flicking and twisting the tip, the strong and fiery stimulation made her shiver and wake up suddenly. She was half lying on him, but at this moment, as if stabbed by something, she sat up on his stomach.
She knew very well that he was different from her. In his heart, love and desire were two different things. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have desire now...
Seeing his brows wrinkle slightly, she quickly touched the wound on her shoulder and cried out softly.
He seemed to be slightly shocked, his brows slightly frowned, then he carried her to the pillow, let her lie flat, slightly pulled open her clothes, and checked the wound.
She had done it on purpose, but she hadn't expected that the wound had actually cracked slightly after the struggle.
This man was not good at feeding medicine or taking care of others, but he was very skilled in bandaging wounds. He quickly re-applied medicine to her and bandaged her wound.
After doing all this, he covered her with a blanket, his face looked a little ugly, and he said in a slightly solemn voice, "Go to sleep."
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Chapter 160 The Jealous King Rui (7) - The Rights and Duties of a Husband
This is the best... She breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. Soon she felt sleepy and her consciousness gradually faded away.
But I woke up again soon... from the cold.
It seemed like I woke up at a bad time. My lips felt itchy and tingling. It seemed like there was something on them like my hand... with a faint orange medicinal scent.
He's still awake? Her heart trembled, and she didn't know if it was because she was injured, her resistance was weak, or the temperature in this damn enclosure suddenly dropped.
It would have been fine if she had just fallen into deep sleep and had no consciousness, but now... She was originally facing the wall, and after thinking for a while, she pretended to turn over casually, and then pretended to put her arm over her eyes casually... The hand on her lips seemed to stiffen slightly, and was quickly removed...
She was happy, but she seemed not to be fast enough and did not open her eyes immediately to wake up, and his movements were too fast and somehow his hand was on her face again.
She cursed in her heart, it must be because her desire was not released, so...
So she covered her eyes with her arm and opened them slightly.