Jiang Yirou looked at him in surprise, opened her mouth but couldn't speak. She was indeed deliberately pretending to be stupid in the ice cave that day, but he didn't expect this to be seen by him......

After a moment of silence, she sincerely admired: "It is really - no treachery and no business." ”

Ji Liansong generously accepted this far-reaching 'compliment', and said lightly: "Pass the award." ”

He paused, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Tomorrow night, the Demon Sect will summon Miss Jiang to serve you, this is a rare opportunity for us to get close to his dormitory." ”

Jiang Yirou turned her head to stare at him: Could this guy want to sacrifice the innocence of her yellow flower girl to escape?

With one side of her face, the two of them sniffed at each other and got very close to each other. Looking at the pair of watery and black Danfeng eyes in front of him, Ji Lian Song raised his eyes and said, "You turn around first, my words are not finished yet." ”

Jiang Yirou turned her head angrily, and Ji Lian Song's deep and hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "The poison you want to find is hidden under the belly pocket of the laughing daughter, and you will use it to solve the devil tomorrow night." ”

Jiang Yirou was stunned, she didn't care about anything else, reached out and touched the placket of Xiao Qianjin's clothes, groped behind the belly pocket of the big red embroidered mandarin duck on her chest, and really found a soft little poison bag, she exclaimed at the moment: "You know this? "It seems that this surnamed Ji is not a male pet who laughs at his daughter in vain, and he even knows what is hidden under her belly pocket, which is really not simple!

Ji Lian Song saw that her gaze was unclear, and she clearly thought of something crooked, so she couldn't help but clench her fists and cough lightly: "It's just a clever trick to learn a thing or two." As soon as he spoke, his brow furrowed slightly—it didn't matter why he bothered to explain.

Jiang Yirou didn't notice it, and only looked at the poison bag in his hand: "Master Ji, do you know what kind of poison this is?" ”

"Didn't the young man with the surname Ci sue the girl?"

"Ci Shuang only told me that the Laughing Protector has the most powerful poison of the Demon Sect hidden in his body, and it is perfect to use it to deal with the Demon Leader."

"This is called weak willow, poison as its name suggests, after poisoning, the limbs are sore, weak and weak, like a sick girl who supports the wind and weak willow, but when the poison occurs, it is extremely tragic to die in the intestines."

Jiang Yirou's hand shook: What a ruthless poisonous ......

She hid the poison and couldn't help but glance at the silver ring on his wrist: "Do you have a way to untie this ring?" "According to the character of the laughing daughter, maybe she will throw the key into the water and lock Ji Lian Song for the rest of her life.

Ji Lian Song closed his eyes and said lightly: "Girl, don't worry about Ji, I will wait for you by the pool outside the main hall tomorrow night." It meant that he didn't need her to worry about it, but he deeply doubted that she could deal with the Demon Sect Master.

Jiang Yirou pursed her lips: "Then I'll go first." ”

When she turned around, Ji Liansong slowly opened her eyes and watched her jump out of the window and disappear in front of her.

Between the half-hidden windows, the crisp smell of plum fragrance gradually drifted away. A playful smile appeared on the young man's cold face, like a light bloom of the orchid, and a bright and bright sky.

The next day, Jiang Yirou was called by Xiaodong to wash up early in the morning, and then was surrounded by a group of grandmothers over forty years old to bathe. Their hair, neck, chest, hips, and even one toe were washed clean, and every inch of her skin was coated with a thin layer of balm.

When a few grandmothers smiled at her with their mouths open, Jiang Yirou really had a sense that she was a fat pig that had been washed and ready to be sent to the grill.

Also, what did they put on her?

Several grandmothers pulled her to the big bronze mirror, and laughed wildly: "Tut-tut, this dress is really good-looking, and Miss Jiang is better than Huajiao, isn't it?" ”

"Huh." Jiang Yirou tugged at the corners of her mouth and shuddered fiercely.

Pale pink light gauze skirt, wide sleeves, it does look elegant, charming and gorgeous, but it is too thin, although it is summer, it is still a little cold at night, and the thought of swimming in the water, her whole heart is cold.

While the sect leader was still in the front hall to handle business, Jiang Yirou was taken to his dormitory to wait. As the head of the Demon Cult, the room he slept in was much more normal than the red room where the laughing daughter was soothing. The four walls are innocent, with few furnishings, only a table and a large bed.

Jiang Yirou waited for a while, feeling a little cold on her body, so she secretly climbed onto the big bed and rolled herself up with the quilt. She sat on the edge of the collapse, wrapped in the precious quilt embroidered with gold thread of the sect leader, and one hand was stretched out and lazily picked up the wick, looking bored.

The sect leader was originally stupid by his own subordinates in the front hall, and he was very unhappy. He stepped into the hall with a calm face, and saw Jiang Yirou shrinking in the quilt waiting for himself, the gloom between his eyebrows faded a little, and he called gently: "Yirou." ”

Jiang Yirou's neck stiffened, and she felt that fine goosebumps jumped out of her skin. She retracted her hand and smiled charmingly, "Sect Master, you're back." ”

Her whole body shrunk in the quilt, revealing only a palm-sized face, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her muscles were like spring water, and the heart of the middle-aged sect leader with rough skin and thick flesh jumped.

Sure enough, as the laughing daughter said, it is really, there is a different taste......

"Sect Master, Yirou felt a little cold, so she put on your quilt, don't you mind?" Jiang Yirou was afraid that his cleanliness would attack, so she lifted her with one palm.

The sect leader shook his head with a smile, then sat down on the couch, opened his arms and hugged her suddenly: "If it's cold, this seat will warm you up." "Tsk, there is a faint plum fragrance surging between the noses, which smells much better than the smell of fat powder!

Jiang Yirou struggled to break away from him, and forced a smile: "Don't you want to drink some wine?" ”

When he saw her break away, he was a little displeased, and put a hand on her shoulder: "Okay." ”

Jiang Yirou resisted the urge to brush that hand away, turned around and leaned over to the collapsed table, poured a small glass of wine and handed it to his lips: "Sect Master, please use-"

He pushed away the wine glass as if unintentionally: "You take a sip, I take a sip." ”

I know that the devil is suspicious, but one person is really disgusting...... Jiang Yirou didn't dare to hesitate at all, and took a small sip in response, her red lips suddenly became wet, and she saw that the sect leader swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

When she handed the wine glass over again, the sect leader naturally drank it all without the slightest hesitation.

"Another drink?" Jiang Yirou licked her lips.

"Okay......"

When Jiang Yirou handed over the wine glass for the second time, at first glance, she saw the look of the demon who was eager to dismantle his bones and swallow him alive, and his hand shook and accidentally spilled a little: "...... Master, please use-"

When he drank the second cup, the sect leader didn't hesitate much, and besides, he was bent on swallowing her alive immediately, and drank it clean without saying a word.

"Yirou, come here." Sect Leader Chong Jiang also hooked his fingers softly, leaning on the couch in a variety of postures.