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"I don't know how to lift!!" The man shouted heavily, wrapped his palms around the woman's thin waist, sank heavily, and slammed into the heart of the flower from the bottom up.

"Ah~~!" Ye Yanran screamed in pain.

The long ravages ...

In the middle of the night, the man pulled out, and his palm fell on the woman's body.

Ye Yanran lay on the futon of the bed with all her strength, gasping for breath and unable to make a sound.

Huang Fuchen stood up, his face and waist were covered with bloody nail marks that had been scratched by the woman, and he reached out and pulled the clothes on the side and put them on neatly.

Glancing back at the woman on the bed, who was tossing weakly, "Lack of training!" Trouble! Show me again! Don't have the strength now? Toast without eating and eating penalty wine! ”

Huang Fuchen dropped these words and left calmly, and the footsteps were far away.

A room fell in a dead silence.

Ye Yanran was lying on the futon, with beads of sweat on her back, and the cold air at night blew cold.

Tears fell silently, and a pair of small hands tightly wrung the bedding.

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At noon the next day, Ye Yanran had lunch and sat by the window, her eyes falling out of the window faintly.

Rose on the side is packing up the clothes inside, from Qizhou to Zhaoyang, the clothes have to be sorted into the wardrobe.

"Miss, where are you going to put this thing?" Rose held a cloth bag and walked up to Ye Yanran.

Ye Yanran's expression was distracted, her eyes were confused, she turned her head, and her eyes fell on the bag in Rose's hand.

Raise your hand and take it slowly.

The bag was opened, and a gun landed in the palm of his hand.

"Miss, this is a gun! It was given to you last time by the young marshal, right? Rose asked curiously.

Ye Yanran stared at the gun in her palm in a daze, confused.

The little hand flipped up and down, and his eyes fell on the gun faintly, in vain, and his eyes were a little brighter.

"Click", the sound of the safety falling.

"Miss, what are you going to do?" Rose was startled.

Ye Yanran hooked her lips and sneered, "Didn't do anything, Rose, you go, let me do this." ”

"Oh~~!" Rose nodded bewilderedly and continued to clean up.

While packing up, Rose glanced back at Ye Yanran from time to time, hey! The relationship between the young lady and the young marshal is so stiff again. I just thought of them, and I thought of Brother Mu, the key, Rose searched for many places in private, but she couldn't find it, and she was very worried.

Next to the window, the gun in Ye Yanran's palm clicked, the safety was locked, and it landed between her legs, looking at the sky outside the window with faint eyes.

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In the dead of night.

Ye Yanran wore a white underwear and trousers, and lay on the bed, with a cold face and clear eyes.

"Bang~~!" The sound of a man kicking open the door with his long feet.

Huang Fuchen entered the room with a smell of alcohol and closed the door with his feet.

Huang Fuchen walked to the bed, his eyes fell on the bed darkly, and he glanced at the woman lying straight, and his cold face softened a little.

"Honest? Don't cry anymore? Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, began to widen his clothes, and unbuttoned his clothes.

Until the man's clothes were stripped bare, and the copper-colored skin was tinged with color.

The man's wide feet climbed up the bed, and there was a creak of the wooden bed, and a pair of legs covered with leg hair were embedded between the woman's legs, and the roots of the legs were opened towards the top of the head.

Huang Fuchen's eyes were deep, and he glanced at the motionless woman, letting himself fiddle with it, and a smug smile curled up at the corner of his lips.

"That's right! Fighting with Ben Shuai is thankless! ”

Huang Fuchen's palm began to untie the woman's clothes, unwrapped the eye-catching embroidered belly pocket, threw it on the ground on the side, and tore off the bed tent with his hand.

The aqua-red embroidered bed tent fell, cut off from the outside.

Ye Yanran's clear phoenix eyes stared coldly at the man above her head, with a smug smile.

The man's rough palm rubbed the woman's delicate skin, rubbing it little by little.

"A woman's first sex may be quite special and interesting! This second time can also be to want to catch the old and indulge, this and again and again... ”

Huang Fuchen lowered his head and stared at the woman's eyes, "Ben Shuai will get tired of it, do you understand?" ”

Ye Yanran's eyes were still so momentary, staring at the man with a death-defying look, silent.

Huang Fuchen stood upright, rubbed the base of the woman's leg with his palm, and began to untie the belt of his trousers and take off the woman's trousers.

Until we are honest.

The man's eyes were scorching, and Huang Fuchen's body covered the woman's delicate body, rubbing it up and down, as if he was going to die, he was very satisfied, and his breath was much heavier.

The man's lips lay on the woman's neck, sniffing the sweet breath little by little, and his voice was hoarse, "It's so fragrant. . . Bathing again? Why is it so fragrant? ”

Ye Yanran remained motionless, letting the man fiddle, her eyes open, staring at the man's very intoxicated expression.

The waist sinks.

Ye Yanran frowned slightly.

Huang Fuchen lay on the woman's neck, licking and kissing on the collarbone, as strong as a bull.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen murmured in a low voice, with doting and restraint.

Ye Yanran's legs were stretched apart by the man's palm more and more, and they were pressed alive.

The hateful phoenix eyes swept through a ruthless one, and the little hand moved...

"Bang~~!" A sound...

The air condensed in an instant...

Huang Fuchen raised his head suddenly, his cold face, which was originally red, turned black in an instant, his dark brown pupils gradually expanded, and his thin lips trembled.

Staring at the woman below, a sadness, a heartache, filled the eyes.

"Yan'er... You... Huang Fuchen propped up his body slightly.

The palm of his hand pressed down on his waist, and there was a burst of viscous and moist liquid, with a smell of blood.

Huang Fuchen lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the woman's small hand, which was still emitting green smoke from the muzzle.

"Ahh Hiss! Huang Fuchen snorted in pain, his whole body slipped off the woman's body, leaned against the wall of the bed, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, and his eyes stared at Ye Yanran in pain.

Ye Yanran's face did not change, she slowly put her separated legs together, felt numb for a while, sat up slowly, held the gun, and crawled towards the man leaning against the wall of the bed, her eyes were full of madness, flashing with her eyes staring at the man's pitch black as ink.

"Huang Fuchen, thank you for giving me this gun, so that I can avenge Ah Zhuo...

"You..." Huang Fuchen gasped, speechless, his whole face turned pale, he was shot by a bullet at such a close distance, his whole body was shocked, his palm pressed his waist tightly, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

Ye Yanran stared at the man's blue and black face and burst into tears, "You torture me every day and night, have you ever thought about my feelings?" Even if Ah Zhuo is dead, you won't restrain yourself! You're a brute! He died so badly, he is your brother! You Huangfu Chen's human face and beast heart!! ”

"You're ... Shoot me? Huang Fuchen's voice trembled, and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, how ruthless this was.

"You let Azhuo be burned alive, what is it compared to your shot, what do you say?" The gun in Ye Yanran's hand fell into the chamber.

"It's a pity, it's just a bullet, it's gone... Ye Yanran laughed heavily.

"Go and call someone. Just go! Huang Fuchen spoke almost weakly, this shot was really close and accurate, and the whole lip flap was pale.

Ye Yanran got on the ground with both feet, stretched out her hand and pulled her clothes, put them on one by one slowly, looked at the man leaning against the wall of the bed in a daze, hooked her lips and sneered.

"Huang Fuchen, you also have today! I am for the fish and the flesh, and the man is for the sword! What does it taste like, right? ”

Ye Yanran let out a shallow voice and tied the belt around her waist.

"Young marshal, eighth aunt, what is the sound inside, the slave and maid sound like gunshots!" At this time, a maid who was keeping vigil outside heard the sound.

Ye Yanran glanced outside, and said in a shallow voice, "Go and call a doctor, or the emperor's family is afraid that there will be another funeral." ”

"Ye Yanran! You woman ... It's so ruthless! Huang Fuchen leaned against the wall of the bed, gritted his teeth, and his face was blue.

"Poof~~!" With a sound, Huang Fuchen endured the pain, almost staggered down the bed, endured the pain, and pushed the door open.

The maid heard the sound and entered, looking at Huang Fuchen's painful appearance, his shirtless chest covered in blood, and then looked at Ye Yanran, who was holding a gun in her hand, and her expression was stunned.

"This... This... The maid shuddered.

"Don't call a doctor yet!!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily.

The maid ran out of the house.

The next moment, Huang Fuchen fell to the ground with a 'poof', his body stained with blood.

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In the early morning of the next day, the people in the Shuai Mansion were panicked.

Huang Fuchen was wounded by a gunshot wound, and quickly passed it to the Shuai's Mansion, and then to the Overseer's Mansion.

In the wing, a bed was set up, and a doctor wearing a nurse was taking out bullets for Huang Fuchen.

The old Overseer, the Overseer's wife supported the old lady, and hurried towards the Shuai's mansion.