Chapter 152 Only he can make her cry so seductively
Ming Lanruo only felt a chill on her back. Looking at his handsome face, she was not afraid. She smiled and said, "Oh, what do you want to do?"
What can he do?
The poison in his body is now gone, but it's not gone yet.
What can an armchair eunuch do?
And since he almost cried when he hugged her last time, but couldn't do anything and was unwilling to do anything, and after she saw it all, she just felt that he could just pretend!
In terms of experience, she is not as rich as a female detective who has been reborn with memories of past lives.
Ming Lanruo touched his slender and fair neck lovingly, wow, it's really...
Looking at the pitiful little female cat in front of her, with her tail raised to tease him, Cang Qiaofeng's eyes flashed with a suppressed demonic light.
Provocative...
He slowly untied the ties on her sky-blue skirt, and the finely embroidered skirt and coat half unraveled.
But he didn't touch her concubine's bra and inner clothes. As if he didn't know where to start for a moment, he casually pressed his hand on her soft belly.
Ming Lanruo couldn't help but chuckle, a little narrow-minded, why did this person have to pretend to be so familiar, just to prove that he was not a young child?
But the next moment, his slender hands suddenly disappeared into her skirt, and her smile froze on her face, and she hummed lowly: "You..."
Cang Qiao narrowed her eyes and held her shoulder with her other hand to prevent her from struggling to get up.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear: "In the early years, I served His Majesty and the concubines in the palace every day. They were very happy and never avoided our house. After seeing them for a long time, I know how to serve them."
Mistress, maybe..."
He chuckled: "Our family understands women better than you do."
As he spoke, he twitched his fingertips, pulled out the hair from her hair, held it in his palm, and looked at her hair scattered on the white paper, like a winding ink, like an ink painting he had written.
Ming Lanruo froze, her fingertips clasped on his shoulders, but she was immobilized by his movement, unable to hold herself together.
He held Bu Yao's hand and scratched her dress bit by bit, like cutting through her last fragile line of defense, and even the gorgeous Bu Yao disappeared into her messy skirt.
"Don't... don't use that..." The woman's suppressed broken cries came from the room, but someone blocked her lips with someone who didn't know what, making it fragmented but alluring.
The sky was gradually dimming, and when he picked her up, she was covered in sweat. Her face was flushed, her temples were soaked with tears, her messy hair was stuck to her face, and her upper body clothes were wrinkled.
Out of shape.
The tip of her nose and the corners of her eyes were red from crying, but he deliberately held her in front of the mirror so that she could see for herself how badly she was ruined.
She instantly raised her hands to cover her face, biting her lips in shame and hatred: "No... don't look at me!"
She is really going crazy!
No matter how she begged him, even crying, he refused to let her go, for two full hours!
"Why, does Concubine Ming not like our service? Yes, even though she has seen a lot before, this is the first time she has done it herself. But the current His Majesty has said that our family can learn everything quickly."
Cang Qiao raised his eyebrows. The corners of his eyes were also stained with a strange blush. His breathing was still disordered, but he felt more of a strange sense of satisfaction.
He gently pinched her chin and forced her to look directly into the mirror, her eyes full of unsatisfied dark fireworks: "Our little lady, watch this, this is the right food. No one can touch you except us.
There’s no way I can make you cry so beautifully on the bed.”
No one can!
If Minglan was imprisoned in his arms, she would feel her own fragility and shame. She had never experienced this terrible feeling of being tied up in the palm of another person and controlling all the senses in her previous life.
She was ashamed and aggrieved, and she punched his chest hard: "Are you crazy, or do you want to drive me crazy?"
He looked at the girl in his arms who was trembling slightly and had not recovered. He couldn't help but tightly hugged her into his arms and buried his face in her hair: "You are mine... you are mine... I
of...my..."
He knows how twisted his mentality is, and he also knows that his methods are excessive.
But he couldn't help it... When he thought of her marrying someone else, he felt like he was going crazy.
Ming Lanruo felt that the governor of the East Factory who was holding her was shaking more than she was, and her whole body was filled with a helpless and depressed aura. She was stunned for a moment, and her heart ached.
She didn't want to speak, she just paused, then put her arms around his neck and said muffledly: "Well, I'm yours."
Alas, she was obviously the one being bullied, so she still had to comfort him?!
What kind of world is this?!
After a while, she said dullly: "I don't feel well and I want to take a shower."
Cang Qiao then got up from her, gently picked her up and walked to the bathroom: "We will serve you!"
When Ming Lanruo heard the word 'serve', her whole body tensed up: "No need!"
As she said that, she jumped directly to the ground, almost staggering and falling as her legs gave out.
Cang Qiao stretched out his hand to pull her, but Ming Lanruo pushed him away as if he had seen a ghost, bit her lip and stood on the table: "I will do it myself."
Seeing her reluctantly walking towards the bathroom, Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows gently: "Concubine Ming is so careless. If my body and bones recover in the future, what should you do?"
Ming Lanruo supported the wall and glared back at him fiercely: "Then you will be a eunuch for the rest of your life! After all, you already have a son! Why should you be a man?"
Cang Qiao: "..."
Watching her turn around and enter the bathroom.
He chuckled softly: "That can't be done."
As he spoke, he looked at the hairpin on the table, which was covered with transparent water stains. He tapped the hairpin lightly with his fingertips, held it in his palm, and turned around to put it away carefully.
What should I use next time?
…
In a blink of an eye, it’s early May
The weather was a little better, but the cold rain still continued, and the two wedding events at Prince Qin's Mansion were very lively.
In the first scene, Zhou Changle, the eldest daughter of Zhou Wuhou's married daughter, was conferred the title of Princess Qin and was officially sent to the Prince of Qin's Palace on a sedan chair with eight carriages. Shili Hongzhuang even specially passed by Concubine Ming's Palace.
The loud and joyful sound of gongs and drums made everyone in Ming Fei's house look a little bad.
"Although the eldest lady will not enter Prince Qin's Mansion then, what will happen if Prince Qin often comes to our Concubine Ming's Mansion?" Zhou Ru could not help but ask Chen Ning in a low voice while holding her sword.
King Qin is a powerful character, if he discovers something is wrong...
Before Chen Ning could answer, she heard the hoarse voice of Grandma Wang behind them: "I believe our eldest lady, since we have chosen to serve her as our leader, we shouldn't doubt her."
Chen Ning and others looked at the long wedding procession outside the door with serious expressions.
They became angry when they thought that their eldest daughter would be forced to marry the son of old Emperor Ming in three days. The royal family really refused to let go of the Xiao family. Sooner or later, their red-blooded orphans would wipe out Emperor Ming's entire family!
time flies
Three days later, Concubine Ming's mansion was bustling with lanterns and colorful decorations. Ming Lanruo was sitting in front of the mirror in a bright red wedding dress.
