The medical concubine soars to the sky: the lord lightly pets

238 Sharp contrast
Seeing Du Yunlie's bright smile, Nangong Yun couldn't help feeling angry, and while roughly re-wrapping the bandages on him, he said angrily, "I'm ashamed to laugh, you came so late, I thought you were caught by that The little goblin is entangled, but he won't come."

Seeing her jealous, Du Yunlie felt joy in his heart, and nodded while suppressing a smile: "Well, she is more clingy than you."

When Nangong Yun heard this, he was so angry that he poked Du Yunlie's wound hard. It really hurt. Du Yunlie frowned, but he held back and didn't cry out.He knew that Yun'er was not a messy person, and she was aggressive several times today, but she was actually angry, so let her vent it.

Nangong Yun's face was so dark that water dripped out, and while packing the medicine box in a random way, he said sourly: "Princess Rumeng is not only more stalking than me, she is also nobler than me, and her temperament is gentler than me. She is prettier than me, she knows everything, she is good at everything... Then why are you looking for me, go back to your palace, and fly wing to wing with that little fairy..."

Du Yunlie couldn't laugh or cry when he heard her words. He stood up and coaxed her: "Isn't it acting? I was talking nonsense. You really took it to heart?"

Nangong Yun put her hips on her hips and remained silent, while Du Yunlie shook his head and smiled wryly, this little girl always looks like a child when she gets angry.

Du Yunlie stepped forward to hold her in his arms, and coaxed her softly: "Okay baby, don't be angry. I was talking nonsense with my eyes open. A discerning person can tell which of you is better. She is a beautiful woman In front of you, a living and natural beauty, she is like a piece of mud, lying limp and lifeless, and if I praise her for being beautiful, I am mocking her..."

Hearing this, Nangong Yun couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, glared at him and said, "Then you still say that she has a gentler temperament than me. Let me tell you, women are just pretending to be gentle or not. If you are in a hurry, take a look." , how many of them are not cross-eyed?"

"Yes, yes, yes... I know, I know, no matter how gentle she is, I don't care for her. I just like a... tough wife like Madam." After Du Yunlie finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Nangong Yun's heart had just been softened by his coaxing, but he didn't expect him to change the subject and scold her for being tough, which made her furious.

"Du Yunlie, I think you just want to die, don't you want to live your life..." Nangong Yun chased and beat Du Yunlie with a pillow in his hand, and the two people with lightness skills ran up and down in the huge room.

Du Yunlie tried his best to dodge Nangong Yun's flying pillow, while teasing her with a smile: "You dare to rape me at home, and I said what happened to you as a shrewd wife, you really deserve your name, okay?"

"How dare you say, okay, say I am a shrewd wife? I will show you the domestic violence today, what is a real shrewd wife!" Nangong Yun kicked over, but Du Yunlie grabbed his ankle and pulled her To his side, pressed tightly against his chest.

Du Yunlie and Nangong Yun looked at each other, seeing the scorching love released from her eyes, suddenly felt itchy, and said softly: "No matter how good other women are, how can they be one of your top ten?"

Nangong Yun sneered at him and said, "Slick tongue..."

Du Yunlie slightly twitched the corner of his mouth: "I'm wronged, what I'm saying is obviously sweet talk, okay?"

Nangong Yun was elated by what he said in a serious manner, and smiled happily, her smile was like a flower, bright and moving.

The atmosphere was just right, the candlelight moved, and the long figures of Du Yunlie and Nangong Yun were reflected on the wall. Slowly, the two shadows got closer and closer, gradually intertwined and merged into one shadow.

Du Yunlie kissed Nangong Yun's soft pink lips.Nangong Yun closed his eyes, enjoying this hard-won sweetness, all of which was his remaining breath, slippery, sweet...

How much I want to have you like this, keep going, never separate.

Du Yunlie wrapped his arms around Nangong Yun's slender waist and moved all the way to the bed. The moment he lay on the bed, the lights in the room went out.

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In Jin Zhehan's room, clothes were scattered all over the place, leaving traces of mess in every corner.

There were three beautiful women lying on the luxurious big bed, and there were nine other women kneeling under the bed. They all lowered their heads slightly and knelt there with a blank face, turning a blind eye to what was going on on the bed, without a trace. Mood swings.

This is something they have been used to since they can remember. There is nothing to be happy about, and there is nothing to be sad about. Just like drinking water, it is a very common thing.

The twelve women under the bed are the "Twelve Beauties of the Imperial Capital" who appeared in Qi Wang's mansion in a gorgeous posture in the afternoon.

But now, after taking off their gorgeous clothes, they are left with only a shell, waiting for their master to abuse them wantonly.

Jin Zhehan got up, he didn't seem to be very satisfied, he slapped the woman's face with his hands, causing her to scream, and cursed: "Bitch, even if you can't even serve men, you want What's the use of you, get out!"

The woman covered her face, held back the tears in her eyes and climbed off the bed, knelt limply on the ground, sobbing with her head down.

Jin Zhehanchi sat on the bed panting heavily, his heart was in a panic, his boss was unhappy.

The two women at the side of the bed looked at each other, gritted their teeth and put on flattering smiles, leaning against Jin Zhehan's back delicately and bonelessly, rubbing his firm chest with a pair of lotus root arms, not daring to open their mouths to say anything.

Looking at their faces, Jin Zhehan could clearly see the fear of him in their eyes, but they still tried to put on a flattering look on their faces, which made people feel tired. One's arm was thrown to the ground, and the two of them groaned in pain. Before they could feel the pain, they tremblingly got up from the ground and knelt up straight.

Jin Zhehan looked at the row of women kneeling in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became. He put on his clothes and picked up the horsewhip on the bedside table, pointed at them and cursed: "The queen mother sent you here to help, not to cause trouble. Yes, if you are not as skilled as others, you should be more vigilant, don't lose to others, this whipping today will serve as a long memory for you, just kneel down to me."

"The Twelve Beauties of the Imperial Capital" trembled when he heard the words, and put his body in a commanding position, waiting for the whip to come.

Letting go of one's dignity, flattering and pleasing, is just to save one beating and less pain, even such a small wish is just a luxury, just a fantasy.

Destiny is something that God has the final say on.

(End of this chapter)