Zhu Rong's plump figure, the snow-white half-exposed fragrant shoulders, the black hair like a waterfall, and the pair of mirrors changing clothes, all of which stirred the potter's heart, made him instantly feel that his blood was gradually showing signs of expansion. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The potter suddenly felt that since he obtained the talent of "heroic" and "durable", his energy has become particularly vigorous, and he can calmly hold it than Zhurong in the past.

"Calm down, you can't hold this temptation, can you still be considered a person who indulges in flowers......" The potter admonished himself in his heart, took a deep breath, and suppressed the fire in his heart a little.

The sound of his deep breath suddenly alarmed Zhu Rong, who was changing clothes, and his body shook slightly, and he suddenly turned around, only to see that the potter was already standing behind her at some point, aiming at her shoulder with a malicious evil light.

Zhu Rong glanced down at her fragrant shoulder, and immediately realized that the potter was bullying her with his eyes, and a trace of blush suddenly flashed over her coquettish face, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she pulled up her half-oblique clothes.

"You're about to come to a catastrophe, and you're still in the mood to take advantage of me, you're still the king of a country, hum ......" Zhu Rongying pouted, sarcastically unpleasantly.

Zhu Rong was obviously born in Nanban, and he didn't pay so much attention to the defense of men and women, although he was peeped at by the potter, his face was only slightly red, and he was not too embarrassed and embarrassed, and he was still calm and calm.

"Disaster is coming? Why? The potter smiled slightly and stepped forward.

"I'm not deaf, I've heard it when you're discussing outside, Xiqiang's 50,000 iron horsemen are about to be killed, isn't this going to be a catastrophe?" Zhu Rong hummed softly in his mouth, and when he saw the potter approaching, he subconsciously wanted to take a few steps back to keep his distance.

Before she could retreat, the potter reached out and grabbed her by the waist from behind.

"You...... What are you doing! Let go of me! Zhu Rong was not calm now, and thought that the potter was going to do something to her, so he blushed and said coquettishly.

"Don't get excited, calm down, I'm just helping to get dressed." The potter smiled faintly and loosened her waist, but picked up her hanging belt and helped her tie it back up.

Zhu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, no longer so flustered, but he didn't want to be helped by the potter, and when he wanted to struggle, the male breath that the potter spit out when he spoke traveled around her ears and neck, instantly scratching her whole body, and a feeling of itching hit her heart.

At that moment, she suddenly fell into a trance, only to feel that her whole body suddenly became soft, but she did not struggle, but let the potter help her tie her belt.

When the potter was helping her to arrange her clothes, he deliberately swallowed slowly, and the thick palms gently rubbed against her skin through a layer of clothes, intentionally or unintentionally.

Although she is separated by layers of clothes, every slight light grinding, that kind of ** feeling, makes Zhu Rong feel a stream of electricity, from her skin into her body, swimming all over the body, and finally into the atrium, just like a pair of invisible little hands, teasingly scratching her heart.

The kind of unstoppable, indescribable strange drunkenness is something Zhu Rong has never felt in her life, it is so magical, so graceful, gradually made her forget the hostility towards the potter, her eyes closed slightly, the jade neck leaned back slightly, and the plump figure involuntarily leaned on the potter.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Rong's breathing intensified, and the already small undergarment was even more unable to wrap the undulating and violent peak.

The potter stood behind her, and within a few moments, his eyes only glanced at the half of the snowy mountains that were about to come out, and the bottomless deep ravines and ravines were clearly visible.

Looking at the beauties with a confused expression in the mirror, the potter couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This southern barbarian horse is so emotional, it seems that there is a kind of demonic in his bones......"

Zhu Rong in the confusion showed even more charm, this expression, this posture, stirred up the potter's blood and blood suddenly, and he had an uncontrollable impulse to do it immediately.

"Calm down, that's a marriage with additional force value, up to 90, every time you add 1 point, it's as difficult as ascending to the sky, how many fierce generals have exhausted their lives, and they can't go any further, as long as you marry her, you can easily improve, such a good thing, how can you not want it because you can't hold it for a while, calm down, you must be calm......"

In the potter's mind, the rational thought warned him over and over again, and finally pulled him back from the edge of impulse.

Suddenly, the potter let go of Zhu Rong, took a few steps back, took a few deep breaths, and forcibly suppressed his thirst.

Zhu Rong, who was in a trance, suddenly lost the comfort of the potter, immediately sobered up, opened his eyes slightly, and saw his bewitching and writhing posture in the mirror, and suddenly felt so ashamed that his ears were hot, and he quickly stood up straight.

"I just helped you change your clothes, so you don't need to be so intoxicated." The potter calmed down his enthusiasm and made a joke about her.

Zhu Rong's face was red again, but he was not as embarrassed and twisted as the woman next to him, but turned around, looked at the smiling face of the potter, stood up, and snorted: "Who let you take the opportunity to touch me, I am a woman, I was touched like that by you men, of course there will be such a reaction, what is the fuss." ”

The potter was stunned, with a look of surprise in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect that Zhu Rong would be able to go to such a point, and discuss "touching" and "being touched" with him so bluntly, not at all as shy and reserved as a woman from the Han family.

"It's you, aren't you very happy to touch, and you're very happy to take advantage of me, why did you stop, there is a kind of continuation." Zhu Rong also intensified his efforts, and even provoked the potter.

The potter smiled, and thought to himself: "It's interesting, it's so interesting, other women are so ashamed that they can't do it, either they are embarrassed, or they are reluctant, but they don't dare to resist, they think that this little fierce horse is like this, and the provocative one wants me to do her, or the first one, interesting......"

Zhu Rong, who has an unrestrained and indulgent personality in front of him, aroused the potter's strong interest, and made the potter look forward to it more and more when she willingly surrendered to herself, how accomplished it was to conquer her and possess her.

However, even if you don't possess her now, you must not let her be so arrogant.

As soon as his thoughts turned, the pottery merchant sneered: "Zhu Rong, don't be arrogant, I am the son of the Great Wei, there are countless beauties in the inner palace, all of them are beauties of the country, just take out one, it is not inferior to you, you want to get my luck, it depends on my mood, whether I want to give you this opportunity." ”

The potter's words showed the arrogance of the king, and a few words suppressed Zhu Rong's arrogance and reduced her to a dispensable position.

Zhu Rong was choked speechless, his delicate face was suddenly displeased, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, his expression was complaining, and his eyes flashed with a hint of loss.

Obviously, she thought that the pottery chamber of commerce regarded her, the first beauty in the southern barbarians, as a treasure, but she didn't expect that the pottery merchants didn't take her seriously at all, which made her arrogant and arrogant, and there was a huge gap in her psychology, how could she not be depressed.

"Hmph, what's the big deal, when you are defeated by the Xiqiang Iron Cavalry, none of your concubines will be able to keep it, it's not like nothing......

Zhu Rong muttered and complained, obviously, although she was located in the Nanban, she also knew the strength of the Xiqiang Iron Cavalry, and thought that the potters had little chance of winning this battle.

The potter smiled disdainfully: "At the beginning, your Nanban war elephants didn't seem to be invincible, but they weren't destroyed by me, and they couldn't enter my eyes with only 50,000 Xiqiang iron horses." ”

"That'...... That's different, war elephants are war elephants, cavalry is cavalry! Zhu Rong quibbled.

The potter said disapprehantly: "What's the difference, it's not all that seems to be invulnerable on the surface, but in the end, I still found a way to break it, and it is difficult to escape the fate of destruction." ”

"You, you-" Zhu Rong was choked by the potter and his face turned red again, "you" for a long time before he said: "You are too crazy, you are simply the craziest man I have ever seen, crazy to the limit!" ”

"What about madness, I'm crazy because I have crazy capital, back then, your fiancé Meng Shu, thought he was helped by war elephants and was invincible in the world, isn't he even more crazy than me?"

As soon as the words changed, the potter's face raised sarcasm, "It's a pity, he, like those princes who are crazy in front of me, finally ended up with a dead name, just because they are crazy with me, but they don't know my crazy hole cards at all." ”

"You ......" Zhu Rong was choked by the potter's "arrogance" and was speechless, so he had to stomp his feet and snort like a scoundrel: "In short, I never believe that you can break the Xiqiang 50,000 iron horses." ”

"Another woman who doesn't believe me, Zhu Rong, you're not the first ......"

The potter smiled secretly in his heart, the corners of his mouth raised a treacherous color, and then said: "Very good, since you don't believe it so much, do you dare to gamble with me?" ”

A gamble?

Zhu Ronghua was stunned, raised her head and looked at the potter blankly, and said suspiciously: "What do you want to bet on?" ”

"Just bet on whether I can break the 50,000 Xiqiang Iron Cavalry!" The potter said proudly.

Zhu Rongxiu's eyebrows furrowed, she groaned slightly, and snorted coldly: "You are so crazy, I am afraid that you will not succeed, just bet, what is the bet?" ”

The potter said: "In this battle, if I lose the battle and break the Xiqiang Iron Cavalry, do you want to stay, or do you want to go back to Nanzhong, I will let you come and go and give you freedom." ”

Let you come and go, give you freedom!

These eight words are exactly what Zhu Rong has been looking forward to for a long time, and they instantly aroused Zhu Rong's impulse, Hua Rong was overjoyed, and said without thinking about it: "This is what you said, don't regret it when the time comes." ”

"What's the hurry, I am the king of a country, and I am naturally a man of his word." The potter smiled faintly, but said, "Why, you don't want to know, if I win this battle, will you lose anything?" ”

"That'...... So what do you want me to do? Zhu Rong saw that the potter's eyes were meaningful, and suddenly he became a little uneasy.

A playful smile appeared on the potter's heroic face, "If you lose, you have to do something for me, and you have to do whatever I tell you to do." ”