Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 218 Cutting Ambition Quickly [1]

You know when you go?
Fu Mu Changqing is not an idiot, so he naturally knows that the place he is going to take him to is definitely not a good place.

It's just that he is not with me now, he is covered in bruises all over his body, and struggling rashly is just asking for trouble.

Jia Ai once told him that you need to be flexible in everything, and if you don't have the ability, you need to rely on brainpower. If she is in the hands of others now, how will she find a way to break free?

Thinking of this, he calmed down and was dragged by them all the way towards Linghualou.

Holy aunt, they brought him to see the holy aunt?
Suspiciously dragged all the way, he bumped into several maids along the way. When the maid saw him, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and then started whispering.

He was puzzled and dragged to the room of the holy lady, only then did he notice the strange phenomenon.

The doors and windows of the saintess were all locked. He was still wondering what happened to the saintess when the door was opened and a hand pushed him. He staggered and fell in.

With a bang, the door was quickly closed again. He turned around, and just as he was about to pull the door open, a hot body suddenly rushed from his back.

He turned around, and the beautiful face of the holy maiden pressed her over. He was startled, and reflexively pushed her away.

Only then did he see the appearance of the saint.

He was undressed, his eyes were cloudy and yellow, and his eyes were slack, but he seemed to be full of energy.

"I want to..." The saint girl pursed her lips delicately, moving her hands up and down her body, full of seductiveness.

This look is clearly...dissatisfied with desire!
Suddenly, he gasped, and his tall and thin body dodged, dodging another unexpected pounce from the saint.

"You're bad..." No one was hugged, the saint smiled sweetly, "I can't wait to play slowly..." As she said, her hands were still on her body After wandering, Fu Mu Changqing's face became more and more ugly.

The saint looked like this, she was drugged and lost her mind, like an insatiable beast.

In front of such a woman, no matter how tall and mighty a man is, he would be afraid.

What's more, he was covered in wounds, and his body was still bleeding.

Next, the holy aunt played "hungry sheep" and "tiger" with him. In the room, only the sound of big and small bumps could be heard, a desperate pounce, a desperate dodge. After half an hour, Fu Mu Changqing was already Exhausted.

Damn Yu Yan, if he was given one meal a day, how could he not be able to put down a woman.

Fu Mu Changqing's legs went limp, and his body fell down.

The saint smiled coquettishly, she was so happy, she sat on him and picked up his clothes without talking nonsense.

Fu Mu Changqing froze in shock. Over the years, he had mistakenly placed his feelings on Yu Yan and always kept himself clean and self-respecting. Such a terrible thing...

No!

He jumped up from the ground suddenly as if he was stimulated by something, and the body of the holy lady rolled to the ground.

Duan Jiaai's haughty face suddenly flashed in his mind... With the strength he didn't know where he came from, he suddenly grabbed the top sheet, wrapped the holy lady into a brown bag, and pulled out a piece that looked like a holy lady Belt, tie up the saint girl tightly.

The saint whimpered and stared at him sadly.

Fu Muchang glanced at her coldly, and sat on the floor exhausted.

Looking at his own hands, then at the group of saintesses, he suddenly smiled, a little desolate in his smile.

In the past, he only wanted to be a woman, just for Yu Yan, but thinking about it now is so ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)