Fishing Beauty Dressed As a Vicious Stepmother

Behind the curtain, Qiao Sha changed into a clean coat and lay on the nobleman's couch.

Cui Cui helped Madam to lie down, and she did something terrible in her heart, and she suddenly jumped into chaos, especially when she looked at Madam, who was dressed so thin, lying on a bed with a man...

It seems to be helping the wife cheat.

With this thought, she immediately blushed, and hurriedly shook her head to throw this thought out. What an affair, Madam is not such a person! Although the wife has the same bed as other men, she can prove to her that she is innocent! It's just a special situation.

"You go to sleep." The lady smiled weakly at her.

This made her feel even more sour, nodded, and stepped back to the bed under the window, but this time she didn't dare to let herself sleep too much. In case the lady is uncomfortable, or what the noble person does to the lady, she will be better. Go and take care of the lady.

Her sullen eyes widened in the night, staring at the bed curtain.

The bed curtain was pulled up by Qiao Sha instructing Cuicui. She has already shared the bed with the man, so she doesn't care about anything.

She always didn't care about these, even less now.

The bed was not small, she was lying on the outside, and he moved to the inside against the wall as far as possible not to be next to her.

Qiao Sha was resting on his pillow and smelled a faint medicinal and inexplicable fragrance. She lowered her head and sniffed, which came from the pillow.

"It's a medicine pillow." The person behind said softly to her: "There are sleeping herbs in it. Doesn't the madam like the smell?"

She shook her head, she liked everything she liked and what could make her fall asleep.

She just wants to get a good night's sleep.

It's just that the pillow was given to her, what is he pillow for?

Qiao Sha turned her head to look at him, and was hitting his eyes staring at her. He seemed to be taken aback, and his eyelashes fluttered down like a butterfly, as if a **** had been smashed.

Qiao Sha saw him lying on his side without a pillow.

"Madam, if you mind." He lowered his eyes and said softly, "I turned my back."

Mind what? Mind being stared at by him?

He moved his body hard, seeming to want to sideways.

He was attacking her, but he looked so hard and sincere.

That's it.

Even if it is a strategy, as long as it can make her more comfortable and happy now, she just wants to be less painful at this moment.

"Don't mind." Qiao Sha reached out and held his shoulders, moved closer to him, and pushed the pillow towards him, "Let’s sleep together. Since I lie on the same bed with you, I won’t mind this. ."

He raised his eyes lightly and looked at her.

The herbs in the pillow made a rustling sound, she was so close, she looked at him on the pillow.

It was strange that he didn't hate her being so close to him.

He slowly rested on the pillow, only one palm away from her. He could smell her body, feel her fine breathing, and could even see each of her eyelashes clearly.

But he was not as disgusted as before.

He hates being approached, touched, and over-intimacy by anyone, but he doesn't hate her at this moment.

As if she was a very, very familiar person.

Very familiar person?

He looked at her carefully, that face was so strange that he had never seen it before the room where he was killed.

But her taste is so, so familiar.

He can even automatically think of the smell of her blood, the smell of her skin, the smell of her soggy...

Why?

He didn't understand, he was addicted to her as if secretly sniffing her scent. In this dim night, in the narrow bed curtain, a kind of "thirsty" that had never existed before breeded, and he wanted to get close to her, carefully Smell of her, her hair, her skin, her blood...

"Why don't you speak?" She suddenly asked him with her mouth open.

He was frightened, blinked his eyes, his Adam's apple moved, "Can't Madam sleep?"

She let out a "yes" and moved closer to him. The throat that had just cried said to him with a slight dumbness: "Can you touch my back?"

His Adam's apple moved again, and with his eyes, she leaned too close, so close that he could easily see the spring under her dress, but she didn't seem to notice it, don't mind, she lay pale and tired by his hand.

"Stroke Madam's back?" He didn't know what she meant. He wanted to subdue her and let her be obedient and use it for him.

However, he did not expect to be so easy? Did she approach him easily, showing him fragility and defenselessness?

She gave another "yes", and her cold hand touched his hand, "Hug me and touch my back, it will make me feel better."

He looked at her quiet eyes, and suddenly understood what she meant. When he was very young, when he was sick and suffering, he always hoped that his mother and concubine could be by his side, hug him, and pat him on the back, as if this way he It's not uncomfortable.

Although, he never got such a response.

He raised his hand and gently landed on her back, she automatically curled into his arms like a fragile kitten, pressed against his chest, and waited for him to touch.

For some reason, she was close to that second, breaking his heart, perhaps not for her heartbreak, but for himself who had not received a response when he was a child.

He gently stroked her back, patted her back, as he wanted to get when he was a child, he was infinitely gentle at this moment, sincerely gentle.

Don't use her to make her heart moving.

He just wanted to make her feel better, not to be as pitiful as he was when he was a child.

He couldn't tell what kind of mentality he was, why he would empathize with this woman, and why he wanted to "find something" in this woman that he hadn't gotten before.

He pityed her as if pitying himself.

She closed her eyes in his arms, her palm still pressed against her stomach.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" He asked her, and he understood the feeling of empty stomach, how uncomfortable it was.

She nodded in his arms, rubbing her forehead against his shirt.

His heart is numb when he is rubbing.

He took her into his arms and lay flat beside him, with the palm of his hand resting on her stomach with her thin jacket, and gently rubbing her from top to bottom, "This might feel good. Some."

He didn't know when the palm of his hand became hot, and he followed her twisted stomach one by one, causing her to gradually relax.

It feels better.

Qiao Sha looked at him sideways.

In the dim night, her eyes were so soft, she looked at him fixedly, and then at him.

He stretched out his hand and gently covered her eyes, and said dumbly, "Don't look at me like this."

Looking at him, he gave birth to an illusion that he shouldn't have, and his heart was awkward.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep." He felt her eyelashes blink in his palm, like two little butterflies with flapping wings.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head on his shoulder.

He didn't know how long he heard her breathing more and more, and then he slowly stopped the hand rubbing her stomach, and carefully opened his palm to look at her.

She fell asleep.

He leaned his cheeks on his shoulders, but his brows were tightly frowned, not knowing if it was also painful in the dream.

He stretched out his slender finger and lightly touched her eyebrows, rubbed her frowning eyebrows, and muttered her name: "Qiao Sha?"

Why would he be so cruel to her?

Obviously he had a hundred ways to torture her, let her tell her about rebirth, and let her use it for him.

He could let those men in the nun's nunnery capture her and humiliate her.

He can also be in this place, break her hand muscles and hamstrings, and let her tortured little maid show her.

However, every time he thought of this, he would always have inexplicable nausea and angina, and would always be inexplicably upset.

He has never been a good person, but in front of her, he has been a "good person" again and again.

why?

He didn't understand, he just felt that his heart was no longer controllable. After he was reborn, in the nun's nunnery, when he saw this woman again, his heart began to find reasons for her.

For example: taking in her can use her.

For example: leaving her life, you can use her to deal with Xie Lanchi.

Another example: Treat her better, you can tell the secret of rebirth.

Up to now, he was sleeping with her and coaxing her to sleep, but he did nothing.

He has become so strange that he will show compassion and heartbreak for life.

Is he still him?

Withdrawing his fingers, he lay back on the pillow, with his fingers pressed against his heart, and he became more and more unable to understand that he killed his mother and concubine, killed his brother, killed his father, castrated Xie Lanchi who had insulted him...

He never felt soft for a moment, they were all damned.

However, this woman killed him and played with him triumphantly, but he actually thought she was pitiful.

It's weird.

He closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, but his internal organs twitched uncomfortably, his throat was astringent and itchy, he couldn't help but cough, he subconsciously turned sideways and pressed the cough into the quilt.

Time after time.

The person behind suddenly moved, did he wake her up?

A warm palm fell on his back and patted him gently.

He heard her bewildered voice, and said to him: "Will this be better?"

He stared at the gray wall blankly, like a dream.

Unexpectedly, the response that she never got will be responded by her now after growing up.

He slowly buried himself in the pillow, leaning on his side and gently replied, "Yes."

Her palms stroked his back, and he looked at the shadow of the dangling veil on the wall. Perhaps he was soft-hearted to her because he thought she was his kind-a bad and unscrupulous lunatic.

In the silent night, 101 watched the host stupidly sticking to the man's back and fell asleep again. He sighed in his heart. Several times tonight he guessed whether the host was attacking this man, or was really fragile and painful, and wanted to get a little bit. appease.

Up to now, he understands a little bit, maybe many times before, it seems to be the crying and collapse of the male lead male partner of the Raiders, which is mixed with the real tears of the host.

That time at Surya Church, Aran asked her if she would be sad. That time...

The host may just amplify and use his emotions, and don't want his vulnerability to appear so useless.

She will be in pain, she will be sad, and she will be fragile.

He remembered the personal information he had obtained from Aran about the host: she had a bad personality, tantrums like revenge, and apologized pitifully.

The tantrum was because of her pain, and Chu Chu's pitiful apology was because she wanted to be comforted.

Who can not fall in love with her?

101 is heartbroken for her, she is smart and cunning, beautiful and unfeeling, and her fragility is also touching.

At this moment, she slept peacefully, making him willing to dedicate everything he has to the host, as long as she can feel better.

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When the day broke, there was a very light walking noise outside.

The man on the bed woke up first, with his shoulders warmly resting on his soft cheeks, and he saw Qiao Sha's sleeping face from his side.

She slept very well, curled up sideways in his arms like a kitten, with her hand on his body.

He slept strangely and peacefully last night without having a nightmare.

Over the years, he has had nightmares every night, and rarely has he slept so peacefully.

What is even more bizarre is that he discovered that since his knee was dug out, his unresponsive body had returned to his normal body response in the early morning.

Is it because of her?

Her limp body, her attractive smell, she...

She frowned until she was quarreled, and hummed unconsciously in her nasal cavity.

The physical reaction is even more obvious.

He stretched his hand on the quilt and covered himself, and saw her open her eyes in a daze, and met his eyes, stupefied and stunned as if she didn't react, propped up her body, dressed in black hair, trembling. Rubbed his eyes.

"Did you sleep well?" He couldn't help hooking her fingers to the black hair scattered on the bed.

She yawned and nodded.

So cute.

He seemed to be watching a kitten that had just woke up. She hadn't dressed up her scheming, cunning, lazy and sleepy yet.

He wanted to look at it for a while, but the sound of footsteps outside had come over.

"Is the madam awake?"

It was Cui Cui's voice.

She stretched out her hand and picked up the curtain, and she no longer belonged to him.

He watched her talk to Cui Cui, and was helped out by Cui Cui, feeling a little unspeakable in his heart, as if the bed suddenly became very lonely.

"Prince?" Long Shou's voice came from outside, "If you wake up, your subordinate will change your dressing for you?"

He responded.

The curtain was lifted by the long guard, and Ping An was also outside.

"Prince, your subordinates will help you go to the toilet first?" Ping An stretched out his hand to hug him as usual.

He looked at Qiao Sha who was washing in the room, and suddenly frowned in resistance, and pushed Ping An's hand away: "Push the wheelchair here."

He didn't want to be so embarrassed in front of her, he did it himself.

I was stunned for a moment, noble, this is...

But Changshou reacted first, and immediately pushed the wheelchair, poked it safe, and asked him to help the nobleman into the wheelchair.

The precious man had his knees dug out, and he couldn't use any strength. He held it safe with one hand and the wheelchair with the other. When he moved to the wheelchair, he was already sweating on the palm of his hand.

painful.

My knee hurts as soon as I move.

Qiao Sha heard the movement, and she deliberately said to him: "I'm going to change clothes. You and them will wait in the yard for a while before coming in."

He was inexplicably relieved in the wheelchair. He didn't want her to see him struggling to go to the toilet. Fortunately, she had to change clothes.

Wait for him to leave the room.

Qiao Sha just stood behind the curtain and slowly changed into the only dress.

Cuicui dressed her neatly, combed her hair, and was about to open the door when she was pulled back again.

"Don't worry, wait until he gets better before going out." Qiao Sha adjusted her earrings, he definitely didn't want to be seen embarrassed.

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In the yard, Chang Shou and Ping An waited, but did not go in with the nobleman.

Ping An is most anxious. He is usually responsible for the daily life of the nobles. Why do the nobles want to come by themselves today?

Long Shou smiled, his eyes pierced and said lowly to Ping An, "We nobles are saved."

"Is there any help?" Ping An couldn't understand, "What do you mean? Nobles are auspicious and have celestial phenomena."

"Stupid big guy." Changshou teased him, and said even lower: "What do you know? Even though the nobles were alive in the past, their hearts are dead. They are like Yumu just for revenge. Now our noble hearts are alive."

Ping An couldn't understand even more.

But Changshou knew very well that in the past, the nobleman lived for revenge. The nobleman didn't care about the pain or whether the legs could be cured. He just wanted to get the revenge.

After the revenge, the nobleman will probably not continue to live to complete his great cause and inherit the country.

But now, he is not worried anymore.

He couldn't help but smile, what kind of ecstasy the little lady of the Xie family was, and overnight, the nobleman "revived from the dead".

The nobleman came out of the toilet, cleaned himself again, combed up the black hair that had been scattered, and held it loosely behind his shoulders.

This look is much better than the lifelessness yesterday.

Although Ping An didn't understand, his heart also brightened up. As long as the nobles cheer up, there is nothing difficult.

When Cui Cui opened the door again, he saw the noble man with his hair pulled up, and his eyes lit up. Unexpectedly, the noble man pulled up his hair to look better. It was clean and neat. The advantages of a face were all brought out, and it was really finely carved out of jade.

"Does the nobleman want to change the dressing?" Changshou asked him.

"Let’s eat breakfast first." He said, looking at Qiao Sha in the room. The room would smell like medicine when changing the dressing, which was dirty and smelly.

Let her eat first.

Cui Cui got up early in the morning and sat for breakfast. This time she cooked porridge specially, made many appetizing side dishes, and even steamed soft millet steamed buns.

But Qiao Sha didn't eat much. She seemed to be afraid that she would vomit again. She only ate half of the millet steamed buns, and then stopped eating.

Cui Cui was too anxious, and didn't dare to force her to eat.

Still the nobleman has a way, he pointed to the dish and asked his wife, "What is the taste of this?"

The lady took a bite for him and told him what it was like.

After a while, he pointed to another and asked his wife: "What about this one?"

Madam took another bite.

Although it was useless the third time.

The wife said to him: "I don't want to eat, you don't have to coax me like this."

The nobleman was not annoyed, and said softly to his wife: "You don't have to be afraid of vomiting again, I have a way to make you never vomit again."

"What can you do?" Madam didn't believe it.

"If my method doesn't work, I should do something to my wife." He said, "anything."

Cui Cui immediately said with joy: "Send us off here and go to Jinan?"

The nobleman did not hesitate, "Naturally."

Great thing.

Cui Cui looked at Qiao Sha with joy and pleading.

Qiao Sha also wanted to know what he could do, picked up the bowl of egg custard he was pointing to, and ate some slowly.

After two visits, she was almost full.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, she looked at him, waiting for him to show his way.

Others are also waiting curiously.

He told them to retreat first, including Cui Cui.

Cui Cui exited the room with a disappointed look and closed the door. She couldn't help but wonder, what can be done to stop vomiting?

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in the room.

He sat in a wheelchair and asked Qiao Sha: "Does Madam want to go back to Jinan?"

Qiao Sha looked at him and reacted, "You are lying to me, right? You have no way to stop vomiting at all."

He smiled softly, "The only way I can do is to rub it for Madam. If Madam finds it useful, I can rub it for Madam after each time."

He looked at her, frankly and gentle: "If Madam thinks it doesn't work, then I have to answer Madam one thing, what does Madam want?"

He was frank, just to coax her to eat two meals, he agreed to everything?

In order to attack her, it's a lot of work.

Qiao Sha got up, sat down in a bamboo woven chair not far away, and looked at him sideways, "Send me to Jinan, would you agree?"

He nodded, but then said: "But I know that Madam does not want to go to Jinan now, because Xie Lanchi must have sent someone there to wait for you."

Yes, it is definitely not safe to go to Jinan now.

So he thinks, what she wants, nothing can stump him?

Qiao Sha smiled and said: "You are right, I don't want to go back to Jinan now, I have other things I want."

He waited for her to say.

Qiao Sha deliberately said, "I want a noble person, I don't know if I will succeed?"

He was surprised, "Me?"

"Yes, you." Qiao Sha tilted her head and smiled at him, "I was very comfortable sharing the bed with you last night, why don't you be my lover in the future?"

He was obviously stunned for a while, as if he didn't expect her to be so casually debauched.

Qiao Sha was happy, it was not so easy to attack her. It wasn't that she would rub her stomach, just be gentle.

"If this is what the lady wants." After he was taken aback for a while, he replied: "I want to respond."

Yeah?

"Then come here." Qiao Sha waved to him, "Kiss me."

He even tightened his fingers on the wheelchair this time.

Qiao Sha found that as a victim, it was a lot of fun to play tricks on her.

He turned the wheelchair and slowly leaned towards her and stopped by the recliner. He knew very well that she was playing and teasing him, but he smelled her and wanted to follow her.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the back of her hand that was resting on the armrest of the reclining chair.

Very light, very light, like a butterfly falling on her fingertips.

He didn't look up, just moved, buried in the black hair that she draped over his shoulders, kissed her black hair and shoulders, and smelled her.

Why? This smell makes him so fascinated?

The closer he gets to her, the more fascinated.

He was in her black hair and asked her in a muffled voice, "Where does the madam want me to kiss?"

Qiao Sha felt his hot breathing, soaking her skin through her black hair and clothes.

Can he do this for the Raiders?

Qiao Sha admired him in her heart, she reached out her hand to hold up his face, the jade-like face, now stained with a trace of blush.

Is he blushing?

Is he shy? Or is he emotional?

Qiao Sha couldn't guess him. How could he not be fascinated by her so quickly and moved for her, so did he perform it?

Can perform to this point, who watched and who didn't feel palpitations?

"You." 101 couldn't help saying.

Qiao Sha rubbed his cheek with her finger, and asked him gently: "Can you kiss anywhere? Your Royal Highness."

He fixedly looked at her. She knew his identity and knew his identity very well. Before being reborn, Xie Lanchi's people called him: Prince?

She wants to talk to him now, killing him before rebirth?

She smiled, turned her head and kissed him on the cheek, and said in his ear: "This is not enough. I am not that easy to be moved. It is easy to fall into your tender country and be your pawn."

He was silent for a moment, and he suddenly realized that she thought he was just acting.

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In the Nunnery.

Xie Lanchi stood in the yard, looked at the maple leaves, and heard the report from his subordinates: "Master Factory Supervisor, the little nun should have ran away this morning, but the subordinates found this thing in the meditation house."

Subordinates presented with both hands.

Xie Lanchi glanced down. It was a golden hairpin inlaid with jade, luxurious and cumbersome. He remembered that this was the hairpin his stepmother wore on the day he was drugged.

It seems that his stepmother is with His Royal Highness.

He took the hairpin, played it carefully in his hand, and said gently and manly: "Look for the road and all the medicine shops in the mountains."

His Royal Highness always buys medicine.