Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 323 Young Marshal He Is Not Easy To Mess With (37)

The bright moon hung high, and the deserted moonlight shrouded the whole Heifeng Mountain. The woodshed where Shen Rongzhan was imprisoned was opened, and Shi Jing walked in the front with his face covered, and went straight into the woodshed.

The cold moonlight and candlelight were intertwined, and the dim light illuminated the dark woodshed, and the musty smell and damp in the room lingered on the tip of the nose.

The man was leaning against the wall quietly, his handsome facial features were hidden in the shadow of the candlelight, his sharp and straight face was clearly defined, and every stroke and every painting was the most meticulous masterpiece of God.

So beautiful it takes your breath away.

No wonder the head of the family is thinking and tossing and turning.

"Brother Shi, why don't you tell the little ones what your specific instructions are? Why do you have to run around yourself?" The guard rubbed his hands obsequiously, with an eager look on his face.

"Go away! This is the person who was awarded to the second leader by the head of the family, and you can touch it!" Shi Jing warned in a rough voice.

This sentence also made the opposite person who closed his eyes and meditated instantly opened his eyes.

The sparkling peach eyes opened, and the creepy coercion instantly overshadowed his handsome appearance, the brows that were intertwined with hostility and murderousness were slightly raised, and the slightly hooked smile on the corners of the lips made people feel chills down the spine.

Obviously there are many people on his side, and he has the upper hand, but in terms of momentum, Shi Jing feels that he is crushed to death by this person.

Shi Jing got rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and concentrated on acting according to Xi Ning's script, "Hurry up and clean up the people, and send them to the second leader's house."

Shen Rongzhan didn't move, leaning against the wall lazily, looked calmly at the little guy who was approaching him, and lightly reminded: "Go one step further, I guarantee you will die ugly."

The young men glanced at each other and continued to approach the seemingly harmless man.

Just when one of them was about to reach out and touch Shen Rongzhan, Shen Rongzhan quickly grabbed his shoulder, buckled the person backwards, and pressed him on the bed.

A scuffle started, with Shen Rongzhan winning a complete victory.

Shi Jing looked at these unsatisfactory subordinates, thought of Xi Ning's advice, exhaled foul breath, blew on his bangs, took out a dagger from his waist, and fought Shen Rongzhan himself.

Shen Rongzhan's skill has firmly gained the upper hand, but the gunshot wound has not fully recovered, so as time goes by, he gradually becomes powerless.

Shi Jing grasped Shen Rongzhan's flaw, took out the drug prepared early in the morning, and sprinkled it on Shen Rongzhan.

The man's first reaction was to hold his breath, but he was caught off guard by the drug, so he inhaled some and slowly lost consciousness.

Shi Jing clapped his hands, summoned his subordinates, tied his hands behind his back and his feet, and then covered his eyes with a black cloth before being carried into Xi Ning's small building.

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The lights were brightly lit, the fire was burning vigorously, and sparks were flying everywhere.

At the celebration banquet held by Xi Feng for Xi Ning, a long table was filled with an assortment of hard dishes. Xi Feng lifted the bowl and drank the wine inside.

Away from seven or eight hard dishes, Xi Ning sat behind Xi Feng's royal relatives, absent-mindedly picking up the bones of the braised fish in front of him, rummaging through the fresh and tender fish meat, and a whole plate of fish was unrecognizable by her selection.

The enthusiastic persuasion around her and her seemed to be in two different worlds.

Xi Feng also wanted to drink wine for Xi Ning, but when Xi Ning was the head of the family, he hated being persuaded to drink. Even if he is not the head of the house now, but the prestige is there, no one dares to rush to seek death.

Halfway through the drink, Shi Jing leaned over to Xi Ning, who was fumbling for another fish, and whispered something in his ear.

Xi Ning's drooping brows and eyes immediately lit up, as if his soul had been injected into him instantly.

She got up without hesitation, and pressed Shi Jing on her seat, and said in a moderate voice, "I still have something to do, so let's go first, you can drink a few drinks with the boss for me."

After finishing speaking, Xi Ning walked towards the small building briskly.

The small building was decorated very festively, with red luan tents, red wedding candles, red curtains hanging down to the ground, and a man tied up with five flowers lying on the red wedding bed.

The man's skin is cold and delicate, like high-quality suet white jade, his eyebrows full of murderousness are lightly frowned, his slender eyelashes hang down, his nose bridge is tall, and his thin red lips are as beautiful as a painting. The color is fragrant, and it will bring disaster to the country and the people.

Xi Ning sat down by the bed, touched the man's brow bone with his fingers, and slowly slid down, stroking his smooth face without any blemishes, just like stroking a piece of exquisitely crafted peerless porcelain.

Why is there no response?
Xi Ning frowned, it was different from the fierce resistance she imagined.

Could it be that he saw through her little trick and acted out with her?

impossible!

In Shen Rongzhan's memory, she has always been the head of the family, so it is impossible for him to know.

Xi Ning withdrew his hand, pondered for a while, then bent down and approached the man's breath.

Breathing evenly, obviously falling asleep.

Could it be that the energy of drug addiction has not passed?

This is a little tricky.

Xi Ning sat on the edge of the bed with a wrinkled face, his chin resting on his palms, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all weak.

Is it possible that this is the case?

Xi Ning was not too happy.

After all, it was the bad taste in his bones that prevailed. Xi Ning poured a cup of tea from the teapot, let it cool, dipped it with his fingers, and sprinkled it on Shen Rongzhan's face with small movements, making sure that it would not spill on the bed.

After pouring half a cup of tea just like that, Shen Rongzhan's eyelids moved, and he finally became sober.

Xi Ning quickly took the black cloth from the side with quick eyes and hands, fastened it on him quickly, and eagerly waited for Shen Rongzhan to wake up completely.

Shen Rongzhan woke up from the darkness, opened his eyes, it was still pitch black, his wrists were tied behind his back, and even his legs were tied up. Thinking of what the man said before he fell into a coma, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The head of Heifengshan rewarded him to the second head. In other words, Xi Ning rewarded him to Xi Chengze for wanton humiliation in order to avenge him for torturing Xi Chengze after he captured him.

Xi Ning, Xi Ning, you are really good.

The corners of the man's lips curled up in a mocking arc, the air pressure around him dropped precipitously, and the air pressure in the room was suddenly suppressed so that it was hard to breathe.

Xi Ning was so frightened by the low air pressure that he almost knelt down for him.

This terrifying sense of oppression is very similar to the one that the little Lord God brought to her.

But it's just like, the grief and depression in this air pressure are full of obvious emotional fluctuations, unlike the little Lord God, who can make people surrender and fear just by standing there and doing nothing.

It's also fortunate that it's not the little master god, otherwise Xi Ning wouldn't dare to play such a game so boldly.

Xi Ning climbed onto the bed, knelt and sat next to Shen Rongzhan who was exuding terrifying coercion, thinking about where to start.

Thinking about the erotic pictures she had read, Xi Ning approached Shen Rongzhan tentatively, but before his fingers touched him, he was warned coldly by this person.

"Whoever you are, stay away from me."

His tone was as cold as if he had soaked in an Antarctic glacier.

What he said, not only did not frighten Xi Ning, but made her even more excited.

Xi Ning lay down on his side, looking at Shen Rongzhan who was blindfolded face to face, the heat from his breath splashed on the man's skin, causing him to back away.

The corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and Xi Ning moved closer, strangling the man's cold and hard jaw forcefully, and his soft lips lightly touched the bulging neck with blood vessels.

The man's peaceful breathing was disturbed for a moment, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Xi Ning played hard and wanted to tease him again.

Suddenly, the wrist was caught, and the defenseless Xi Ning was pinned down by the man, followed by the dagger from his waist being pulled away, and the sound of the rope being cut could be heard clearly.

The damp and hot breath licked Xi Ning's fragile neck artery heavily, and the dull gorgeous voice was captivating, full of bewitching: "Have you played enough?"

(End of this chapter)