146 The Gospel of the Coachman

Sleepiness eroded Mu Xi's consciousness, and he couldn't really hear it outside, and with the sound of even breathing, Mu Xi lay in the carriage and fell asleep.

In a moment, there was finally movement outside the carriage.

"Princess, Princess, do you hear that? Princess, princess"

The call of the coachman was heard outside the carriage.

The coachman didn't hear Yun Muxi's response, so he continued to call several times in a row, but there was still no movement in the carriage.

At this time, the coachman suddenly strangled the rope, and the donkey ~~ sounded, and the horse stopped violently.

The coachman took out a small fold from his bosom and drew it.

By the faint light of the fire, he lifted the fabric and entered the carriage.

I really fell asleep, the sparks that were about to be extinguished, the coachman's expression became hideous under the shadow, and I secretly praised in my heart, this medicine is not bad, and I fell asleep unconscious after only a while.

In the carriage, Mu Xi collapsed softly on the soft couch of the carriage, because of the rush of the road, his face was a little pale, but it was slightly morbid beauty, the neckline had not completely wrapped the smooth and delicate neck, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the full red lips looked particularly charming.

The coachman, who had been looking at it for a long time, was already itching, swallowed several handfuls of saliva, and his face twitched involuntarily from emotion, remembering that he hadn't touched a woman for a long time.

Before leaving, the lady who came out of the Yanwang Mansion told her to find a quiet place in the dead of night, and unconsciously clicked this woman off, this woman is going to die anyway, let him enjoy it before he dies, he has never used a woman from the royal family, and he is going to open meat today.

The coachman put the fire fold on the ground, and couldn't wait to take off his coat, a pair of rough and deformed big hands touched Mu Xi's delicate and tender face, what a beautiful person, worthy of being a woman in the palace, the princess's concubine, even the man's dress, so attractive.

At this time, the coachman's hands trembled more and more, and the picture of drunk and dreaming of death came to mind, and he was hungry and thirsty, so he directly stretched out his hand to Mu Xi's waist, and unfastened the belt around his waist roughly, and his movements became more and more urgent.

Because the belt of Mu Xi's shirt was tied to one side, the belt was tightly pressed by Mu Xi lying on his side, and the eager coachman pulled hard, and the clothes and Yun Muxi's whole body fell down from the soft couch.

The sound of plopping sounds, Mu Xi's brows frowned slightly, and this fall made her feel a little.

At this moment, the coachman couldn't wait, tearing Yun Muxi's clothes, intending to solve it directly on the ground, but before the clothes were completely torn off, his hand had already reached into it along the broken mouth of his coat.

Mu Xi was like an electric shock, a spirit, her eyelids barely opened a small slit, and she could still see the obscene old face of the man in front of her in a blur, and her brain was shocked, this is, is she going to be forced to rhythm!

His grandmother's, the old lady is not a vegetarian, Mu Xi kicked over, wanting to use ten layers of strength, but the soft body bones, only one layer of strength, fortunately the distance is very close and does not need too much force, it is easy to mention the key point of the coachman, only to see the coachman holding the lower body and screaming.

After being relieved, the coachman said viciously: "Little lady, I have been drugged, my strength is not small, I will see how long you can support it."

What, she's drugged!

Mu Xi's face showed surprise, no wonder the foot just now was weak and weak, and now he is still sleepy!

It's just that when she was drugged, why didn't she be alert at all.

"Don't think about it, just blame you for offending people who shouldn't be offended, today is your death, before you die, Lao Tzu rewards you with fluttering immortals"

The coachman rubbed his hands together, his eyes glowed green, and pounced again.