Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 1) 7 Luohong is not a heartless thing

The door was not closed, but the servant's heart was about to open. Even he himself didn't know why.

When he walked into the room completely, he subconsciously closed the door with his foot. Everyone knows Sima Zhao's heart!

Suddenly, he vaguely saw a person lying on his side on the bed not far away. Even though he didn't see clearly, the servant's lower body had a strong reaction during this extreme time. He didn't know why, but the more he It was suppression, but the more he couldn't suppress it, in just a few seconds, a huge tent had been set up on his crotch.

He hastily pouted his butt back, and then turned his body to the other side, for fear that the person on the bed would see his current appearance, but the strong impulse in his heart was almost uncontrollable, and there was a rush of passion When he reached his forehead, he really wanted to throw down the wonton in his hand, rush to the bed desperately, and then complete the first real sex in his life, and bid farewell to his hands completely.

Itching, itching in the heart, uncontrollable itching, itching makes people lose their minds, he only has one thought at the moment, mating!

His hands were completely reddened by the hot wonton bowl, but he didn't know it, and he didn't even care about the pain in his hands, because his decision was made in an instant.

"Lei, Master Lei let me, send, send me a bowl of wontons, you, you can eat..." The servant tried his best to control his breath, not to let himself be too serious, and at the same time, he was holding the wontons. He approached the bed step by step, but he walked sideways, domineering like a crab, because he didn't dare to turn around, he was too nervous.

"Hmm..." Perhaps smelling the aroma of wontons, the Taoist gradually woke up from his dream, and he uttered a soft hum, perhaps because of the pain in his shoulder, or maybe because of the pain in his shoulder. Because he was so hungry, maybe he was greatly satisfied after smelling the aroma.

However, this simple sound made the servant almost unable to hold back. His whole body was tense like a stick. Although the sound just now did not sound like a girl's cry, it caused a great deal of shock to the servant. The temptation, his heartstrings, are on the verge of breaking out.

The servant was getting closer and closer to the bed, and the servant even stopped breathing. He didn't know why he was so nervous, because his mind was blank now, if he saw the naked woman on the bed, He felt that he would throw down the bowl in his hand recklessly, and then press it up to release his animal desire.

Suddenly, when he was two or three meters away from the bed, he suddenly saw a few drops of bright red blood beside the bed, which made his heart skip a beat, thinking that something serious had happened, But when he thought of hearing the hum of the person on the bed just now, he was relieved again.

Could it be that these few drops of blood are the so-called Luohong!

The servant has been living in Liehumen since he was a child, and he has no culture. The word "Luohong" is also learned from other servants. It is said that when a woman has sex with a man for the first time, blood will drip. fall red.

Thinking of this, the servant couldn't hold back any longer. Although he was a bit brain-dead, he didn't suspect that whoever fell red fell to the ground. How could there be any reason why he was playing difficult positions for the first time and was not on the bed?

But the servant is extremely messy, he can't take care of so much, his mind has been dazzled by everything that happened before and after, and his reason has also collapsed at this moment. There is only one thing he wants to do, and that is Conquer the person lying on the bed and let yourself get the greatest satisfaction.

"Uh, did you bring me food?" The Taoist smelled the scent getting stronger and stronger, and he, who was already hungry and uncomfortable, decided to get up and eat by himself. He also knew that his status was low, and no one would feed yourself.

At this moment, the servant was about to throw away the bowl in his hand, and then rushed over without hesitation, while the Taoist turned his face away, sat up and looked out.

When their eyes met, the servant was stunned, completely stunned, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, a basin of icy cold water forcibly extinguished all his desires, and the tent in his crotch was like It disappeared in an instant, flat like an endless wheat field.

The wonton bowl in his hand gradually tilted, and he didn't even notice that the soup spilled on his hands. He was stupid, completely stupid. He never thought that he had been hungry and thirsty for so long and excited so much. After a long time, it turned out to be such a result.

The shadow, the eternal shadow, has taken root in the servant's heart. Perhaps, he will be impotent all his life, because God made a huge joke for him, and let him give him the most beautiful first impulse when he had the most beautiful first impulse. He hit the head.

Many acts of unrighteousness will lead to self-death. A person who cannot control his inner world will experience the bitter fruit he deserves in reality.

"Ah!" When a large amount of hot wonton soup was sprinkled on the servant's palm, and at the same time he recovered from the shock, he let go of his hand reflexively, and the wonton bowl fell to the ground.

With a crash, the wonton bowl fell to pieces, the soup splashed all over the floor, and the wontons jumped on the ground like naughty little goldfish, and then slowly lost their vitality.

"You, you are blind, why did you throw away wontons with such a big stuffing and such a fragrance!!!" The Taoist opened the bed with one hand, and stared fiercely at the stunned servant, his heart ached to death.

When living at the foot of the mountain, the best thing the Taoist had ever eaten was fried rice with eggs, and he would be reluctant to eat it, and would not throw it away if it turned rancid or moldy. It was a waste, he really couldn't do it without feeling distressed.

"Ah, why is this happening, ahhhh!" The servant went crazy, turned around and rushed out, yelling and running away, as if venting the injustice of fate.

"Ahem, crazy thing!" The Taoist got out of bed alone with some difficulty. He is too hot now, and he is almost hungry. He wants to eat wontons on the ground.

Thunder Dragon's room was very tidy, and the floor was also spotless. Except for a few blood stains on the bedside that belonged to Taoists, it was difficult to find stains elsewhere.

Of course, even if the ground is dirty, he will still choose to eat the wontons on the ground, because the house already has a strong smell of wonton meat. As a hungry person with his chest on his back, how can he hold it back?

Walking over gently, the Taoist paid great attention to his feet, for fear of stepping on the poor wonton, he bent down slowly, picked up a thin-skinned big stuffing, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing, because , he was so hungry.

When he was full, the Taoist felt the sharp pain from his shoulder. It seemed that he was still a foodie after all, and he forgot the pain in his body while eating.

Lying on the bed, the Taoist was panting heavily. Although the meal he just had was a bit difficult, he was very satisfied. Being able to fill his stomach so that he would no longer suffer from hunger was the most important thing.

Be content and be happy. Only when you are content will you have a broad mind to deal with people, and happiness will flow to you like a magic power.