Chapter 85: Falling into the Wolf's Lair and Meeting the Tiger's Mouth
"Eat." The intoxicated man suddenly cried out when his tongue hurt.
That's right, Shangguan Feng'er bit him hard. In the darkness, she glared at him angrily and said angrily, "Who are you? If you don't tell me, I'll scream." Even though she said she was here to save her, she said angrily.
If you don't take yourself away, but instead treat yourself lightly, I'm afraid this man is not here to save you, but to pick flowers.
The flower-picking thief pecked Shangguan Feng'er's eyebrow and chuckled, "In the eyes of the world, there is no difference between roses and roses, but I just like roses because of their thorns."
Flower? Shangguan Feng'er couldn't help but lament in her heart: She is indeed a flower picker, and a super perverted flower picker who likes to stab. It seems that now she has fallen into a wolf's den and encountered a tiger's mouth. What should she do?
"Puff, puff, puff!" Something seemed to make a sound on the roof.
The flower-picking thief pecked Shangguan Feng'er's red lips again, "You are destined to be mine." Then he held her waist.
The frivolous flower-picking thief, Shangguan Feng'er thought to herself, and then she felt her body leaving the bed.
The man jumped up and flew up to the roof. Then, Shangguan Feng'er felt like he was flying in the air, and a "whirring" sound came from his ears.
It's Qing Gong. It turns out that there really is Qing Gong and acupuncture techniques in this world. Although Shangguan Feng'er is very curious about it, she is more worried about what will happen to her next, "Where are you taking me?"
"Of course it's a good place." The man's charming voice sounded from his ears. Although it was extremely pleasant, to Shangguan Feng'er's ears, it sounded extremely vulgar, lewd, and shameless.
(Shangguan Feng'er: Okay, I admit, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I feel very unhappy seeing this flower-picking thief.)
Shangguan Feng'er once again lamented his tragic fate: first he encountered bandits, then he was robbed by masked men, and now he was kidnapped by flower pickers.
In the darkness, the flower-picking thief seemed to be able to see through Shangguan Feng'er's heart, but he just chuckled.
Shangguan Feng'er ignored it, "I don't know what happened to Yuan'er and the others. If my father doesn't return to the palace, my mother and concubine will be worried. Besides, I don't know how my father's injury is..." In a word, she
At this time, I was thinking about how to escape from the clutches of this flower-picking thief and return to the palace.
Soon, when they arrived at an inn, the flower-picking thief put Shangguan Feng'er down. The lights in the inn were still on.
Shangguan Feng'er looked at the man behind him in puzzlement. With the help of the light, he finally saw the face of this frivolous flower-picking thief: red phoenix eyes, delicate nose, lips like Zhu Danban's mouth, slightly tilted chin,
The whole person seems to be exquisitely crafted.
And he was wearing a coquettish red dress, which made the already enchanting person even more charming. Although he looked feminine, he exuded a domineering aura that people could not ignore.
Shangguan Feng'er frowned again. This flower-picking thief gave her the feeling of familiarity.
Could it be that she had seen him before? Shangguan Feng'er pondered, yes, she had seen this flower-picking thief: the man who picked up the veil for herself on the way to the carriage on the opening day of the Red Mansion.
The man's sexy lips curled up slightly, "Are you not scared now?"
"Be afraid, what's the use of being afraid." Shangguan Feng'er thought this question was extremely funny.
Chastity is more important than life for women in this era, and losing virginity is more terrifying than death. It is hard to imagine that a flower-picking thief would ask a woman who is about to be picked: Are you afraid?
It's like a killer who kills without batting an eye asks a person who hasn't lived enough and is about to be killed: I want to kill you, do you agree?
The flower-picking thief looked at Shangguan Feng'er in silence: This woman is poison, an addictive poison that makes people want to take it again. It seems that he should stay away from her for the time being.
The flower-picking thief suddenly looked serious and said, "Go in."
Shangguan Feng'er glanced at him: What do you mean, if he entered this inn, he would definitely scream for help, and he would definitely be arrested. Isn't he afraid? Or is this inn darker than the Longmen Inn in that movie?
Black shop.
But no one is so stupid. She thought that this inn must be a shady store, so she made up her mind: she would never enter that store, she would never enter, she would never enter.
Seeing Shangguan Feng'er standing motionless, the flower-picking thief raised the corners of his mouth again, reached out and flicked her forehead lightly as punishment.
Shangguan Feng'er looked at him slightly angrily: Growing up, the people who were close to me would only tap her forehead at most. I didn't expect that this flower-picking thief would make such an intimate gesture to me today. It's such a shame. It's absolutely shameful.
shame.
Thinking of this, Shangguan Feng'er couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
Seeing that she was still motionless, the flower-picking thief took her hand and started to walk back to the inn.
Shangguan Feng'er forcefully slapped off the big and generous hand of the flower-picking thief, "Men and women are not allowed to be intimate."
The flower-picking thief smiled evilly, picked her up without saying a word, and strode into the inn, ignoring Shangguan Feng'er's beating.
The second before entering the inn, the flower-picking thief still had no intention of letting her go. Shangguan Feng'er's body went limp and he stopped beating her: It's over, it's over, this time she's dead. She died before she left the army.