Of course, Ding Minjun was not completely impulsive. Ever since she lost hope of competing for the leadership, she had been looking for a big partner, even if she had to leave Emei, and Murong Fu happened to be a suitable candidate. Not to mention his handsome appearance, his martial arts skills
Extremely tall, although he has mixed reputations in the world, he is also a man who sticks to his word.
The key point is that he also secretly obtained the leader Zhou Zhiruo. If he can get close to him, he might have a chance to compete with Zhou Zhiruo. With so many benefits, he is really the best choice.
In fact, she had this idea a long time ago, but she just suffered from the lack of opportunity. Now it is rare to see him once, so she doesn't care about her dignity.
After Murong Fu was a little stunned, he vaguely understood what she was thinking. He was a little proud despite being surprised. After all, which man doesn't like women to cheat on him? He wished that all the women in the world would like him, let alone a pretty woman like Ding Minjun.
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However, he has never been fond of women who are too utilitarian, so Ding Minjun's plan is destined to fail. Of course, in the presence of beauty, if he recommends himself as a pillow, if there is no expression at all, wouldn't it chill the girl's heart?
Murong Fu thought he was a kind person and would never do such a thing, so he gently helped her up and said with a smile, "Minjun, how can you be as beautiful as a willow? I see you have a beautiful face and beautiful face."
Refined from vulgarity, she is truly a first-rate beauty."
Ding Minjun was still a little nervous at first, but after hearing these words, he immediately regained his confidence and leaned into his arms, shyly and timidly, "Since the young master doesn't dislike him, then Minjun will follow the young master from now on..."
"This..." Murong Fu showed a trace of hesitation on his face.
"Master, do you have any worries?" Ding Minjun's heart suddenly rose.
Murong Fu shook his head, "I don't have any concerns, it's just that I'm a bit of a germaphobe..."
Ding Minjun was startled for a moment, then realized what he had done, his heart dropped back to where it was before, and he said with a blush, "Don't worry, sir, Minjun's body is clean, and she is still... still a virgin."
"Really?" Murong Fu smiled inexplicably, "Then I have to check first."
"Ah!" Ding Minjun didn't expect that he would make such a request. He felt a vague feeling of humiliation in his heart, but he couldn't let it go. He could only express it tactfully, "What's there to check? Minjun still dares to deceive the young master."
"That's hard to say," Murong Fu looked at her closely, "Besides, Minjun, you have to show me your sincerity."
Ding Minjun was hesitant in his heart. On the one hand, the opportunity was right in front of him. If he missed it, he might lose it. On the other hand, if he succeeded so easily, he was afraid that he would think that she was a casual woman and he would not cherish her in the future.
"Since Min Jun is unwilling, then forget about it and just pretend that you have never seen me and I have never seen you." Murong Fu sighed in disappointment and said this.
Ding Minjun was very anxious when he heard this and blurted out, "Okay, Minjun is willing!"
After thinking for a while, he added, "But can you... let me see your true face?"
Murong Fu's expression changed, and he returned to his true appearance in an instant. He put his arm around her slim waist and stretched his other hand directly towards her collar.
Ding Minjun was startled and covered his chest, "Sir, do you want to be...here?"
Murong Fu pretended to be surprised, "Of course, where else could he be if he wasn't here?"
"How... how can this be done? Let's go back to the room." Ding Minjun's face was so red that she was almost bleeding. There was only a simple barracks around, and there was no cover or barrier. If someone looked at it, how could she survive?
?And this is outside Zhou Zhiruo's room, so she is somewhat satisfied.
"No need, the environment here is good!" Murong Fu didn't care, he pulled open her clothes and started to watch and play with her carefully.
Ding Minjun felt some regret in his heart. If he had known that this man was so impatient, he should not have taken the initiative to ask to follow him.
In fact, she is still too inexperienced. If she were a woman with a little experience, the procedure should be like this. First, she would seduce the man intentionally or unintentionally. After arousing the man's interest, she would then pretend to be aloof and cool.
Refusing to return the favor, finally giving up your chastity and tying the man's heart in one fell swoop.
There is no one like her who can't wait to recommend herself a pillow mat when she comes up. She never gives it for free. From this point of view, Ding Minjun is quite cute.
It's a pity that Murong Fu only had the intention of "just for fun". He was purely on a whim and was not very interested in her. He didn't even think about using her little mouth, so he played with it for a while to try out the feel and verify it.
After he found out that it was indeed the original product, he stopped in time.
Ding Minjun looked at him blankly, not understanding why he stopped suddenly.
Murong Fu wiped off the water stains on his hands with her clothes. Seeing her puzzled look, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "You don't want me to kill you here, do you?"
Ding Minjun lowered his head with a blushing face and adjusted his clothes without saying a word.
"Okay," Murong Fu looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost dusk. He immediately said goodbye, "That's it for today. Let's play again when we have time next time."
When Ding Minjun heard that he was leaving, he felt a little anxious for a moment and couldn't help asking, "When is the next time?"
"Why are you so impatient?" Murong Fu looked at her with a half-smile.
"No...no," Ding Minjun hesitated, "I want...to stay with the young master."
She is not really stupid. She has paid such a heavy price and her body has been basically played with. How can she let him go so easily? If he turns around and refuses to admit his guilt, where can she reason with him?
Murong Fu understood her thoughts and pondered for a moment, "Now is the troubled time. I have a lot of things to do, and I can't take care of the love between my children. You should know something about my relationship with Zhiruo, so you should stay with her first.
Help her well and you will be able to taste what you wish for in the future."
Ding Minjun felt indescribably disappointed after hearing this, but then she thought about it, did he mean to compare herself with Zhou Zhiruo? Her mood suddenly improved, and she said obediently, "Minjun is now the son of the master.
, I will listen to the young master in everything."
Murong Furuo smiled meaningfully and said, "As long as you are happy."
After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.
After he left, Ding Minjun's expression changed for a while, and finally turned into determination. He glanced contemptuously at Zhou Zhiruo's door and whispered, "I, Ding Minjun, will get back what I lost sooner or later."
"Senior Sister Ding!" Suddenly, two voices rang.
Ding Minjun was startled. When he looked back, he realized that they were two Emei disciples. He calmed down and asked, "What are you doing here?"
The two disciples were obviously stunned for a moment, "It's dinner time, we are here to invite the head senior sister out for dinner."
One of them asked garrulously, "Is Senior Sister Ding also here to invite the leader?"
Ding Minjun felt slightly unhappy and said calmly, "I came here to discuss with Junior Sister Zhou the next steps of the Emei Sect, but Junior Sister Zhou is in retreat, so we can only talk about it another day."
There was a sense of arrogance in her tone, and even her title changed from "Senior Sister Head" in the past to "Junior Sister Zhou" a long time ago.
A strange look flashed on the faces of the two Emei disciples, but they did not dare to correct her, "Then do we still need to invite the head senior sister?"
"No need, you can eat it yourself first. It won't be too late to give Junior Sister Zhou a piece after she comes out of seclusion." Ding Minjun put his hands behind his back and spoke arrogantly, thinking to himself, "This feeling is really great.
It’s been a long time.”
…
Murong Fu left Beida Camp and originally planned to go back to Lu Mansion, but he encountered the gate of Guo Mansion halfway. He couldn't help but feel an itch in his heart, so he climbed over the wall and went in.
At this time, a banquet was held in Guo Mansion, and a group of martial arts people mingled, ate and drank, while talking about the battle the night before.
"Hey, at that time, there were more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers surrounding me. I thought I was going to burp, but I suddenly had an idea and used the master's secret skill, 'Yum Chasing Soul Whip'.
With one move, he knocked down seven or eight people!"
"Hahaha, just brag, brother, Guo Daxia can only hit ten with one palm, but you can knock down seven or eight with one move. Are you more powerful than Guo Daxia?"
"How dare you, how dare you, wasn't I forced out? I bet that if Guo Daxia was also forced, it would not be a problem to knock down dozens or hundreds of them with one move."
"That makes sense, but it's a pity that I didn't catch up that night and let the Mongolian Tatars escape in vain."
"What a pity. As long as they don't retreat, we have plenty of opportunities. We can go out and kill them at any time and turn the world upside down."
…
Murong Fu bypassed the banquet hall and went straight to the backyard. After taking several detours, he finally found Huang Rong's room, but there was still one person standing in front of the door, it was Guo Jing.
"Rong'er, the banquet has begun. Are you okay?"
Huang Rong's voice came from the room, "Not yet, Brother Jing, go and entertain the guests first."
Guo Jing frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across his face, "Rong'er, what's wrong with you? It's been a day and you haven't washed yourself yet?"
Huang Rong laughed, "I haven't had a day to wash myself. I just... just don't feel like I've been washed properly. Oh, go ahead. I'm fine."
Guo Jing was still worried, "Rong'er, are you still not cleansed of the cold poison? Should we stop asking Wuming Senior for help?"
"No!" Huang Rong was startled, and then her tone softened, "I'm really fine, the cold poison has been driven away, but... I'm just a little cold, so I need to soak in more hot water. This is also the case for seniors.
Accounted for."
Guo Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it."
Hearing the faint sound of water coming from inside, his heart felt slightly warm, "Rong'er, tonight we..."
"What tonight?"
Guo Jing's face turned red and he rubbed his hands, "I mean we haven't had that for a long time..."
"You also know that we haven't had that for a long time..." Huang Rong thought with some resentment in her heart, and was silent for a moment, "Brother Jing, I haven't been very well these past two days, so I will sleep with Fu'er at night."
Whenever she thinks about that matter now, all she can think of is Murong Fu. She is really afraid that when she is having sex with Guo Jing, she will accidentally say all the obscene words that Murong Fu has forced her to say in the past two days, so she has to first
Wait for two days and then talk about it.
"Oh," Guo Jing was a little disappointed, but he was not an impatient person. Since his wife was inconvenienced, of course he would not force it, so he said, "Okay, Ronger, you have to pay attention to your health. If you are too tired, take a good rest."
Give it a rest, Xiangyang City has me, everything will be fine."