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After that, Meng Luo was escorted to a room.

Cross-examination will certainly not be spared.

There are not many things in the room, it does not look like an interrogation room, the place is not big, in the middle of the room, there is a low table on the brightly colored carpet, and there is only an incense burner burning with some kind of incense on the low table, and there are cigarettes from the hollow place on the incense burner, which overflows in a thread, filling the whole room with the aroma, and the tense emotions of people are gradually relaxed.

Meng Luo took two deep breaths of the aroma, then slowly walked in, came to the low table and knelt down.

At this time, the door was opened again, someone walked in, Meng Luo turned her head and saw that the other party had a rose red haircolor, and before she could see the other party's appearance, she turned her head back.

As for who else in the house will have the same hair color, only Nehua is alone.

Listening to the unhurried footsteps behind him, Meng Luo's heartbeat was almost to his throat.

Eventually, his right shoulder sank, and a bewildering voice came.

"You'd better think of the answer before I ask, I don't like to wait."

Meng Luo's heart tightened, and he nodded hurriedly.

Then I saw Nehua elegantly seated opposite the low table.

She just raised her eyes and looked at it, but she didn't dare to look at it again, and immediately as he said, she thought in her heart what he would ask.

Nehua kept staring at her, deliberately giving her some time before asking, "What's your name?" ”

Meng Luo thought that a neat person like him should have asked her where the things were as soon as he came up? What is the relationship with Yi Guimi, how to know, and so on.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came up, he asked her name, is this important? Is there any use for him to know her name?

Meng Luo didn't dare to delay for too long, and after a moment of flashing, he replied very quickly, "Meng Luo, Meng of Confucius and Meng, Luo Luo is extraordinary." ”

"Meng, Luo." Nehua read it again, and his tone was very light, but he couldn't hear the emotion.

Originally, her name was called by people, and it was not the first time that her name was called, but her heart was tight for the 'Meng Luo' just now, just because she had never heard anyone call her name so beautifully, as if it could shock the soul.

With his life hanging by a thread, Meng Luo didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and immediately concentrated on listening to Nehua's following questions.

Nehua quickly spoke, "Where's your home?" ”

Meng Luo quickly replied, "Gao Hua, Nanhuai." ”

Nehua asked again, "Is there a marriage match?" ”

Asking this question, Chen Shu's face suddenly appeared in front of her, and at the same time, including the series of treatments she had suffered in the royal capital, the hand that was placed a few times shorter, gradually tightened, she raised her eyes to look at Nehua, and said clearly, "Not now." ”

Nehua took in her reaction and quietly jumped on to the next question, "What would you most like to do if you were given a chance?" ”

"Go back to Gaohua!"

"When you go back?"

"Revenge!"

"What if you can't go back?"

"I'm willing to barter things."

"Do you think you have that chance?"

"Yes! Because only I know the whereabouts of things. ”

"Why are you willing to trade with me, and give up the invitation of righteousness?"

"Because I trust my own judgment, only by handing over things to you can I return to Gaohua alive!"

Intensive questions and answers were followed by a long period of silence.

Xiangsi still overflowed from the space of the incense burner, and at this moment the room was so quiet that only Xiangsi was stirring slightly.

Meng Luo calmly looked at Nehua, never the slightest timidity.

She's telling the truth, and she's also gambling, betting on a chance, a slim chance.

She knew that if Nehua wanted to, he must have a thousand ways to get her to tell the whereabouts of things, and all she could bet on was just a guess, so she had to verify her idea.

As she expected, Nehua got up and came to her side, and the white mist gathered by the incense silk was blown away by a gust of wind.

Meng Luo felt a pain in the back of her head, she was pressed on the carpet by Nehua, her round eyes were full of roses, and there was a face of a beauty that was gradually approaching.

Meng Luo turned her head sideways in fear, and heard Nehua whispering a slightly cool breath in her ear, and said, "I can do a lot of things to you that you don't expect, no one can hide secrets in front of me, and no one can bargain with me!" ”

With a hula, Meng Luo's placket was torn open, and his chest was cold.

Nehua quickly stopped Meng Luo's resistance, and slid one hand into the hem of her robe, holding her side softly.

Meng Luo snorted, desperately held back, and retracted.

She didn't look at Neva, but she felt that Neva's slightly cool fingertips were skillfully haunting her sensitivity, and every time she kneaded it, it was difficult for her to control herself.

The pain on his cheeks was already burning, and his body was hotbed little by little, and with the sweet fragrance in the air, his spirit collapsed several times.

"It's very bearable, it's so sensitive, why don't I make you more comfortable?"

The lower jaw was straightened, and two silky lip flaps were covered.

Meng Luo gritted her teeth desperately, but was relieved by the stimulation in her chest, and when she was about to scream, Nehua's tongue slipped into her mouth, blocking her shout deeply, turning into a mum.

Meng Luo wanted to use her tongue to resist Nehua's attack, but he took the opportunity to wrap her tongue, and gradually she was driven by Nehua's climactic kiss technique, she no longer resisted, because the air had been taken more by Nehua, and Meng Luo couldn't think normally at the moment.

Nehua's eyes were open the whole time, his eyes were extremely clear, and when the kiss was almost there, he slowly let go of the kiss, but he didn't stop, but slowly went down from Meng Luo's ear, kept ironing down, slid over her collarbone and chest, and then opened his mouth without hesitation to hold the sensitivity that Meng Luo had already erected.

Meng Luo hummed uncontrollably, she had never felt like floating on the clouds, and then she felt her belt untied, and she suddenly came to her senses.

"Don't!" But her speed was clearly not as fast as Neva's.

Just as Nehua pulled her pants down and complimented, "There aren't many good-looking women here, you're one." At that time, Meng Luo felt that she was about to be ashamed of the cracks.

What exactly is she doing? How could she do such a thing with a man who had nothing to do with her? The etiquette she had learned since she was a child did not allow her to go so far, even if her body was already very uncomfortable, even if there was a disparity in strength, she begged bitterly, "No, please." ”

"Please? Yes, then you have to show some sincerity. Nehua didn't stop, even if he was talking, he didn't stop, after withdrawing Meng Luo's pants, his hand immediately slipped to her most sensitive area, it can be seen that he knows a woman's body very well, and he knows where a woman reacts the most with casual caressing.

Meng Luohe had been treated like this, and she had never been touched there, just with a slight slide of Nehua, she was already about to cry, but she still held back the tears in her eyes and didn't let them flow out.

"I'll give you one last chance, and if you don't say it again, I don't know what will happen?"

Nonsense! He had obviously done all these things to her, and he kept saying that he didn't know, and Meng Luo naturally understood that he was making an ultimatum.

She gritted her teeth, trying her best to keep herself awake, but her voice trembled uncontrollably, "Shi ...... ......"

Nehua's expression froze, he seemed to understand the meaning of those two words, but he still asked coldly, "What did you say?" ”

Sensing that Nehua's hand stopped, Meng Luo finally saw the dawn, and with a brief moment of lucidity, she looked at Nehua and said again, "I said time, the longer that thing stays with me, the more bad it will be for you!" If you dare to touch me again, I promise that I won't hand it over even if I die! ”