Find out your drop-off ticket......

Lift your dripping hijab

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Each felt the huge void in each other's hearts that passed through the howling cold wind tonight.

The two sat silently on the edge of the bed, each with an unspeakable heart.

Those simplest happiness, I don't know when they have been getting farther and farther away from her.

She was a little envious.

Jing Hengbo suddenly felt empty in his heart, and couldn't help but think about Huzi and Erya, thinking about the courage of these most ordinary teenagers and girls because of love.

"Okay." He replied simply, as if he had suddenly lost his interest in speaking.

"I told him to seduce the remaining subordinates." She said, "It seems that the one who rescued the leader just now was not his subordinate, but someone else. Therefore, those Heavenly Gate disciples must still be scattered around and continue to search for us, we might as well wait for our work, deceive them, and solve them. ”

In a moment, however, he closed his gaze and lowered it, so much so that she thought it was her delusion.

His gaze was so moist that he seemed to have a thousand words, and she was a little distracted.

Jing Hengbo, who was full of sorrow, couldn't help laughing, and when he turned around, he saw Mr. Mu's slightly crystalline gaze.

He was so emotional that he forgot that he could open the door and walk, and still clumsily climbed out of the window.

"I will." He seemed to swear to her, and he seemed to swear to himself, and strode out.

Her tone was deep, Huzi looked at her in a daze, and suddenly realized that this beautiful woman who had been smiling seemed to have a heavy emotion in her heart, as if her words were also a hope, hoping that others would be happy and live her part, so that it could be comforted.

"Promise me that I will live a good life with Erya in the future, and I must give her trust, respect, love, and happiness."

Jing Hengbo suddenly stopped him and patted him on the shoulder.

After the boy received the bitter fruit of losing his love, he put aside the initial flexibility and became decisive.

"Help me do something first." She muttered a few words in his ear, and Huzi nodded, turned and left.

"Okay." The boy replied without hesitation, "Where is she?" ”

"You do me a favor, I'll tell you where Erya is, give you silver, you go and find a place with Erya who doesn't know you, and live a good life."

Huzi was stunned, let go of his hand, and raised his hand to carefully identify her face.

"I'm not Erya." She said.

Jing Hengbo sighed, and suddenly didn't want to act.

There was a strange silence in the room, and Huzi didn't know that at that moment just now, he had escaped a small catastrophe, and he was still dragging Jing Hengbo in a hurry.

For a long time, it drooped down.

The fingers are curled up, and they dare not grasp the gesture.

His hand was stiff in the air, half an inch away from her clothes, but he never went further.

Behind her, Mr. Mu originally seemed to be planning to slap down the tiger, but when his hand reached halfway, he was stunned when he heard her sigh.

Erya is more blessed than her.

Her heart was full of abrupt emotions - in this life, she herself should not have heard such a pretending to be forceful, domineering and stupid, but the most heart-warming words of a woman, right?

For a while, my heart was surging, all kinds of things, and the taste in my heart was indescribable, and it took a long time before I let out a long sigh and muttered: "I don't live as well as these country people......"

Jing Hengbo wanted to slap him to bed early, but when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned.

"Erya, you come with me, follow me!" He was moved by his sacrifice and bravery, and he was so excited that his face was trembling and sweating, and he didn't even care that Mr. Mu was sitting on the edge of the bed, and dragged the scene out vigorously, "I promised you, let's elope!" Let's go! I don't dislike you for being lost, in this life, you have to be mine! ”

He was out on patrol in the middle of the night, but tonight he listened to the boys at the foot of the wall and did not leave, he waited until the half-grown children were driven away, and waited a little longer to make sure that everyone in the village was asleep, and then ran over.

This guy was dragged away, but in his heart he decided that he was cowardly, and let the woman he liked marry a fool, and now he suffers retribution, which shows that God can't stand him being so cowardly, he must be like a man, rise up, and must save Erya from the fire pit!

In the darkness, the man raised his face and pleaded, it turned out to be the tiger who had made a lot of trouble before.

"Erya! Erya! The man panted and trembled, "I've been waiting for a long time, and now there's no one outside, you come with me, come with me now!" ”

Jing Hengbo was stunned, and Mr. Mu was also stunned, both of them felt that the other party had no martial arts.

The figure had already pounced in, ignoring Mr. Mu, and hugged her leg.

She was stunned and stopped, but Mr. Mu behind her had already noticed it, and the probe pulled her into his arms.

She had barely taken two steps when there was a click on the window, and a figure entered.

The sense of familiarity and suspicion that began with the Emperor's Song had almost tormented her crazy, and she didn't want to think about anything!

"Stop, I'm going to sleep!" She sat up, climbed out of bed, and pushed him back, deciding that she would never spend any more time in a small space with him.

The atmosphere is too ambiguous, and it's not right to do anything.

He was silent, and when he really wanted to get out of bed, she was also silent, and suddenly found that the plot development was becoming more and more like a quarreling couple......

She turned over, slept at the end of the bed, and said, "You go sleep in the chair." ”

The next moment she heard him say embarrassedly, "I wanted to pull on your clothes, the clothes around your waist are torn......"

This action, this conversation, this tone, why is it so much like a little couple arguing at the bedside......

After the roar, she froze, and suddenly felt as if something was wrong?

She said angrily, "I told you to take your claws away!" ”

The paw behind her suddenly rested lightly on her waist.

She suddenly felt emotionally depressed, as if this attack was not just anger......

He took his hand away and was silent for a while, and she heard him breathing thinly, as if suppressing some emotion.

"It's your business, take your claws away!"

He was silent for a while, reached out and gently pressed her shoulder, and said, "Don't be angry......"

She rolled over in anger and faced the wall, as if she didn't even bother to say anything to him.

"Thinking too much." Jing Hengbo snorted coldly, "Choose what you love, love what you choose." Since I followed you, how could I still dislike you? How do you know she thinks you're a burden? Maybe she feels more sorry for you because of this? Maybe she just wants to be with you? Maybe she doesn't care at all? You're not her, do you know what she thinks? Why do you judge her like that? The more she spoke, the more angry she became, and slapped him on the thigh hard, "Why are you men like this, always speculating on women with your own ideas, self-righteousness, self-assertiveness, self-cleverness, self-abuse!" ”

"Naturally, I'm hers." He patted his leg in motion.

Her eyes lit up in the darkness, burning his heart.

"Who's the burden to who?" She rolled over, elbowed her pillow, and asked him.

He paused for a moment, and said softly: "That's not necessarily, maybe it's a burden." ”

"Whoever becomes your wife in the future will be blessed......" she muttered and lay down, leaving a foot between her and him.

The carefulness of this man is sometimes truly breathtaking.

In other words, he even thought of this when he attacked the man.

He threw away the bloody quilt, and she found that the blood was all on the quilt, and the bed was still clean.

"How can you sleep in this bed full of blood......" she muttered, feeling better about herself, perhaps because she was nervous and sweating just now.

"Do you want to sleep......" he had to divert from the subject.

She squinted at him, and saw that he was uncomfortable for a while, and knew in her heart that this lewd woman was moving some not very good thoughts.

But Mr. Mu is really ruthless, she has never seen a man attack here. This guy doesn't have any oddities, right?

Jing Hengbo laughed at his own move - I didn't see it clearly before, if it was really that important part, then the poor guy was really caught between the front and back.

Mr. Mu looked at her in amazement, maybe there was some misunderstanding, and the corners of his forehead were slightly red.

Jing Hengbo took a while to understand what this was, his face was shocked and strange, he thought about it, and laughed with a grunt.

He thought about it and didn't stop, so he shot out a fire breaker, lit the red candle, smashed the red candle on top of the ball, and burned it.

Her hand was knocked down with a snap, and Mr. Mu rushed to reach over, wrapped a handkerchief in his hand, wrapped the ball, and threw it far away from the corner of the house.

Jing Hengbo suddenly said, "Hey, what is this?" "Reach out to pick up the mass that had been cut off from Namur.

His heart also trembled, and he helped her to sleep, although he did not speak, but he acted with pity.

He carried her body on his arm, and he only felt as if he was holding a cloud, crimson, soft, and light, swinging in the firmament of his heart.

She was tired, her voice was lazy and hoarse, almost coquettish, and her body was soft and slightly soaked in sweat.

Mr. Mu and Jing Hengbo were silent for a while, and then Jing Hengbo suddenly fell, Mr. Mu hurriedly reached out to catch her, Jing Hengbo panted in the crook of his arm, "I'm tired to death......"

With such a delay, Namur had disappeared from the roof.

Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu both pounced, and the silk suddenly shot at them at both ends, and as soon as the two of them took it, they felt that their hands were sticky, and the silk was as sticky as spider silk.

The speed was like electricity, so much so that the blood that Namur shed ran through the beams of the roof like a rainbow of blood.

Namur's reaction was still extremely fast, and he reached out to grab it, and the silk seemed to be elastic, causing him to bounce upward.

A soft white filament, lightning-like probing down.

Suddenly, a hole opened in the roof facing the top of the bed.

Namur couldn't scream anymore, his body was already falling, and in the face of such a close attack by two people, there was no reason to escape.

"Poof." With a bang, she didn't know where to poke in, it seemed to be the middle of the body, and she turned her head in time to avoid a puddle of blood.

Behind him, Jing Heng Bogege smiled and raised his hand.

The thought flashed through him, and he was so frightened that he smashed through the roof of the bed with all his strength, just to escape as quickly as possible.

The woman is behind her!

In the severe pain, he desperately pulled up, and suddenly remembered that there was someone behind him.

Something fell with a click, blood fell on the quilt, and Namur screamed bitterly, blocked by another sock.

Mr. Mu didn't get up, he lay down, his hands flashing with black light.

Under serious injury, his strain was not slow, and it was accurate, which was the endurance and instinct that the disciples of Tianmen exercised in a harsh environment.

He knew who was in front of him, he knew that Mr. Mu couldn't walk, and Jing Hengbo had a strange shape, so he chose the nearest distance from the roof.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Namur leapt to his feet, spilled blood, and slammed into the top of the bed.

Namur raised his head to cry out in pain, but Mr. Mu grabbed a pair of socks from the head of the bed and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Snort-" With a long sound, Jing Hengbo's dagger slid on his back, slicing down, almost cutting his back in half!

This clamp is like an iron tong, Namur can't run away immediately, but he is not weak, at the critical moment, his body suddenly twisted strangely, and he twisted his upper body out of the bed, he twisted so hard that the whole person was almost deformed, so that the waist bone made a clicking sound as if it was about to break.

The cold wind hit his body, Namur was immediately alert, and he was about to get up, but Mr. Mu, who was lying down, suddenly reached out and clamped his arms.

Heart!

Jing Hengbo stabbed it with a knife!

As soon as the curtain was lifted and his strong thighs were raised, he got into bed and reached out to tear Mr. Mu's pants.

You can not do it inside, and the face outside will always be supported.

He quickly took off his pants silently, and the robe was still on.

Namur laughed smirked with satisfaction, and with a lift of his hand, his belt slipped.

Namur stood beside the bed, in the dark room, and vaguely saw the black hair of the person on the bed draped over his face, shining like satin, revealing half of his snow-white face, although he couldn't see the outline clearly, he could know that this face was quite beautiful.

The tent was opened, and a pale hand came in,

Mr. Mu didn't move, of course he was reluctant to do this "flower picking" by himself, but it seemed that he was even more reluctant to vision Hengbo "being picked." ”

A woman was needed on the bed, and Mr. Mu wanted to sit up, Jing Hengbo sat on his lap with his buttocks, didn't let him get up, and made a gesture of "you sacrifice".

He is about to enjoy the woman he has his eye on.

The man came in a victorious posture in control.

This is not intentionally cultivated, and the people of the Nine Heavenly Sect may not even be aware of it, it is entirely caused by the long-rooted strict hierarchy and differential treatment of a sect.

The people of the Nine Heavenly Gate have a very special characteristic, that is, the posture of people with different identities is obviously different, even an outsider can easily see the difference in their identity from the demeanor of the people of the Nine Heavenly Gate, the higher the status, the more noble the demeanor, the more proud the posture, and the higher the chin and nostrils.

The people in the room walked towards the bed, and judging from their body shapes and postures, Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu were sure that he was the man in the lead.

His eyes flowed quietly, and there was a little more pampering in his helplessness.

In the dark, Mr. Limu's eyes were helpless, Jing Hengbo covered his mouth and smiled, his eyes were bright and full of cunning.

The sleeves of the people in the house also arrived at this time, "touched" Mr. Mu's face, made sure that there was someone on the bed, and took it back with satisfaction.

Mr. Mu fell silently on the bed, his black hair pouring all over his pillow.

For a moment, Mr. Mu seemed to hesitate, but Jing Hengbo reacted quickly at this time and pushed him violently.

There was no one in the location he explored now, and Jing Hengbo and Mr. Mu were hiding at the end of the bed.

The vague white shadow in the room, which was considered cautious, stood in the middle of the room after rolling away the corpse, and threw out a long section of his sleeve towards the bed.

It was dark in the room, the candlelight had been extinguished, and just listening to the sound, the quilt with pillows was rolled, and it really looked a bit like a corpse.

Oh yes, there should be a corpse on the bed, and if this person wants to go to bed, he naturally has to sweep the corpse away first.

Jing Hengbo was wondering what he was doing, when he saw the man outside the tent wave his hand, and the curtain of the tent was torn open, and the quilt was rolled out and fell heavily on the corner of the wall.

She was about to get up, but Mr. Mu held her down again, smiled at her, and made a "just rest" gesture. Then he rolled up the quilt, stuffed it into a pillow, tied it with a belt, and piled it up beside the bed.

Jing Hengbo said that she hates white shadows the most!

There was a slight sound overhead, and a white shadow floated down gracefully.

Mr. Mu's meticulousness and experience in the rivers and lakes have always made her feel that this is a real person in the rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to have such sensitivity and experience if she has not been rolling in the rivers and lakes for many years.

She understands that the other party will come down after making a move, and if she can't smell blood after coming down, she will know that she didn't succeed, and she will be vigilant.

Mr. Mu gradually calmed down, suddenly reached out and took her dagger, and with a light press on the wrist vein, a stream of blood flowed out, and he didn't know what technique he used, Jing Hengbo suddenly felt that the house was full of blood, as if a few people had died in this room.

She didn't understand why she felt such emotions, but such emotions infected her, and she suddenly quieted down, thinking of many people and many things, thinking of the person in the deepest part of her heart, that thing.

Jing Hengbo felt him tremble slightly, at first she thought it was emotion, she immediately wanted to push him away, but then she felt his mood - deep love, and faint loneliness, and, shallow sadness.

He cherished this precious time, the time he embraced her, and knew clearly in his heart that it would be a subtraction of the gift, less than once, and therefore he hated such time, extravagant and short, and he hated his own understanding even more—that life was too transparent and foreseen, and that it was not rejoicing because of foreknowledge.

He hugged her, hugged a warm fragrance of nephrite, his heart was extremely greedy at this moment, he wanted to breathe the air with her violently, but he didn't dare to use too hard, for fear of detonating the desire that had already germinated, he had to breathe in pieces, experience it warmly, his fingers gently pressed her shoulder socket, the shoulder socket was a wonderful depression, his heart also seemed to be a hole, full of love, close at hand also missing, close at hand the more love.

Is this called the Gate of Heaven? Also the Nine Heavenly Gate? Next time, I will give them a plaque, and change the name to the Nine Hells!

Kill the groom on the wedding night, break the bride's leg, and then ......

Jing Hengbo vaguely guessed what this person wanted to do.

But he can't move at this time, the two swords are coming like this, which means that the roof man can't bear to make a move, and below, he will come to enjoy the fruits of his victory.

It's too cheap, she thought.

The two rolled on the bed, close to the face, his lips were soft and warm on her cheeks, looking through his black hair, the red quilt was piled high at his feet, and the person on his body was hotter than the quilt, and the breath was pressing, she suddenly thought of the words "turned red waves" for no reason......

Ruthless enough.

Jing Hengbo figured out the sword momentum this time, it seemed to be aimed at her, if the sword just now cut Mr. Mu in half, then now this sword happened to pass through her leg and nail her to the bed.

"Bang." From the top of the bed to the bed board, a flat hole appeared, and a sword pierced the bed.

Mr. Mu hugged her and rolled into the bed.

Before she could think clearly, there was another sound above her head, and her eyes lit up.

She was stunned again, feeling his scorching heat, her face turned red, and she suddenly realized that this posture was too close and ambiguous......

Jing Hengbo was held in Mr. Mu's arms face to face, feeling the coldness of the sword qi behind him, and figuring out the momentum of the sword, it turned out to be aimed at Mr. Mu.

"Bang." With a bang, the sword light flashed, and the bed board split in half.

Mr. Mu suddenly hugged Jing Hengbo and pulled up.

It's not the light of the sky, it's the light of the sword, like the snow is cold, like the snow is bright, one moment from the sky, the next moment to the marriage bed.

Sure enough, almost as soon as the footsteps outside disappeared, the moment the groom's family went back to their room to sleep, the tiles on it suddenly sounded, leaking a gloomy sky.

Those half-sized children scattered in a hurry, and Jing Hengbo secretly screamed in his heart that it was bad.

The people who listened to the foot of the wall were too excited and presumptuous, which annoyed the groom's family, and they couldn't bear it anymore and came out to drive people away.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening, and there were heavy footsteps, and an old man said loudly: "What are you doing?" It's all scattered! Scattered! ”

After a moment, he looked up, and Jing Hengbo's attention just came back, and he didn't even notice that he was stealing incense.

Her heat and softness have been absent for a long time, so take this opportunity to taste it again.

Jing Hengbo's attention shifted to the roof, and he didn't notice that Mr. Mu pressed her, hugged her shoulders with both hands, rested his face on the side of her neck, and took a deep breath.

There seemed to be a slight cracking sound on the top, and the man couldn't stand it.

He pressed her lips again, "Shhhhh

The heat of her skin was pressing, and with his lush scent, her eyes widened to resist—endlessly!

However, her smile was only halfway open when he suddenly rolled over and suppressed her again.

I really want to knead him and roll him up and make a dough.

Jing Hengbo also wanted to laugh, she felt that Mr. Mu's appearance of falling on the quilt was very cute.

"Can the bride still get up tomorrow?"

The people listening to the foot of the wall outside laughed for a while, and some people shouted excitedly: "I can't see a fool, I have a lot of strength, but I don't know how to cherish the bride." ”

He was kneeling on the bed, and before she could move her hands and feet, he slammed backwards into the bed board, creaking loudly, making people worry that the bed was going to collapse.

Jing Hengbo understood what he meant by making a lot of ambiguous movements, and he thought so, and said, "Then let's do it again." Reach out and push him.

The bed was always creaking, and I didn't know how the master carpenter beat it, Jing Hengbo only felt blushing when he heard the voice, but Mr. Mu took advantage of the sound and whispered to her: "There is a voice inside, and those who listen to the foot of the wall outside will not leave, and the one who is above Tianmen will not come down if he wants to save face, and wait a while, it will be dawn, and the people of Tianmen will not be able to use many means, and we have a better chance of winning." ”

It's fragrant.

A peanut kernel fell in his palm, and he ate it slowly.

He didn't want to see these melon seeds and peanuts being eaten by the villagers who were reluctant to waste food after they left.

Peanuts and melon seeds were stained with her fragrance, and he held them to the corner of the bed, thought about it, and crushed them with a wave of his palm, and with a flick of his sleeves, he fell a piece of powder.

The bed is not big, the tent is very dense, and there are a lot of quilts, the two people are very crowded, and the breath of the two people seems to be very crowded, both of them are oppressing each other's space, and the air is entangled with an ambiguous atmosphere, her rich sweetness and his Qingyue softness, they can't distinguish each other, and they bind her and him.

It's so intimate, it's like ...... But it's already the original ......

She was also a little nervous, although she was very tired, she had chills and fever for a while and had no strength, but the hand under her that was touching made her unable not to hang her heart, stretch her consciousness, and tighten her body, she could feel that the hands were very dexterous, and quickly swept the peanut candy copper coins and hard objects lurking in the quilt. The back is itchy, the skin and pores seem to tremble slightly, and I feel some different ups and downs. Sometimes his unintentional touch made her want to run away, but because of the hovering shadow above her head, she could only choose to avoid it slightly, she turned over, her body rippled out of undulating curves, he half-knelt behind her, clutched a handful of crushed melon seeds and peanuts, and forgot his next move in a daze.

The arm suddenly seemed to lose strength, leaving her down, he had to kneel on the bed, reached out to scoop peanuts and melon seeds in the quilt, and threw them to the corner of the bed, a lot of peanut candy was in the futon under her, he reached out to touch her again, although through the quilt, he still felt the heat and softness of her body, so convex and concave undulating, the fragrance of the skin was close at hand, and the rich and fragrant fragrance that belonged to her was filled with a slightly nervous breath at the moment.

The bone-eroding aroma......

His arm was trembling slightly—she was sweating, her body was weak, and she hung limply on his arm, as if holding a pool of spring water.

He was awakened by her eyes, and hurriedly hugged her again, Jing Hengbo only hated that he was sick and weak, otherwise a big-footed girl would have kicked him over earlier.

This person looks smart, how can he have no lower limit on all kinds of IQ when he goes to bed!

He thought about it, moved her to the bed, Jing Hengbo almost wanted to strangle him to death - is there any common sense? Will there be fewer peanuts and melon seeds in the bed? Anyway, the one outside has been flattened, and it's not so embarrassing, so move her to the bed and take off the peanuts and melon seeds again? After the human flesh shelling machine is taken off, he can pick it up and eat it casually, right?

Pity her several times to speak, but her lips were pressed by her fingers, and she was so depressed that she was about to explode.

Only then did he understand that there were a lot of melon seeds, peanuts and candy hidden in the bedding, which meant that there were many children and many children.

It's a pity that she is sick, she has no strength, and she is already dizzy with a few movements, so she has to adopt a mourning policy, flatten her mouth, and desperately point at him.

This grasp was grasping her abdomen, the tentacles were warm and soft, he was stunned again, Jing Hengbo took advantage of his stunned and pinched his arm.

He was stunned, reached out and grabbed it, only to find that it was a peanut, which had been flattened.

Jing Hengbo frowned, struggling slightly, he reached out and held it, Jing Hengbo vaguely understood his intentions, raised his knee to him, and as soon as he let go, Jing Hengbo took out something from under him and smashed it on his face.

In the dark, two pairs of eyes looked at each other, each with a flowing gaze, reflecting each other's soft eyebrows.

……

"Wait, how fun it is for the fool to be in the cave room, you listen, you don't say a word, but it crackles, hehe, the bride won't be beating the fool, right?"

"Let's go, let's go, stay any longer, the second uncle is going to scold."

Under the window, I listened to the sound of the foot of the wall and cooed even louder, and I could hear the whispered conversation.

There was a sudden slight sound on the top, he raised his hand, smashed out a pair of shoes, and with a bang, the red candle on the table was knocked down.

He didn't say a word and let her wipe it, and she saw his side face, the beautiful eyebrows slightly gathered under the red light. She never thought that the two incompatible words Qingjun and temptation could be combined with the same person.

Jing Hengbo blushed, hurriedly grabbed his hand, and wiped it the mattress.

He was a little stunned, and after taking out his fingers, he raised his hand to look at it, and he didn't know how to wipe the shiny liquid on his fingers.

Jing Hengbo hurriedly spit out his fingers, glaring at him angrily as he vomited - a lot of bacteria!

Both of them were stunned.

In her frustration, she wanted to bite off the finger, but when she thought so, her mouth opened, and he was looking up at the roof, and when he didn't pay attention, the finger slipped into her mouth.

Of course, Jing Hengbo still has his own clothes on him, but it is not very cool to be pressed to take off his clothes like this after all, and he wants to protest, but his mouth is still pressed, he seems to be addicted, and his eyes are always looking outside.

There was another low rattling laugh under the window.

He was more polite than she had imagined, and with a wave of his hand he pressed her lips, and her bridal dress suddenly left her body and flew out of the tent.

She glared at his fingers - he didn't speak to her!

Jing Hengbo was suppressed by him, and the little strength she had finally gathered was dissipated, she gasped twice, struggled twice, seemed to be very uncomfortable, and wanted to speak again, he stretched out his fingers and pressed her lips again.

Who's on top of your head?

Under the window are the villagers, and it is fun to listen to the newcomers; Outside the house is the groom's family, for fear that the groom will not be enlightened, but now he is relieved.

There seemed to be someone listening to the foot of the wall under the window, making a rattling laugh, and there seemed to be someone eavesdropping outside the door, vaguely exhaling.

Her back slammed into the mattress, and the whole bed creaked in shock.

He suddenly grabbed her and rolled over and overwhelmed her.

The wind tightened overhead.

"You ......" Jing Hengbo wanted to speak again.

It is still so soft and full of moisture, like the petals that bloom in the early spring morning......

Sensing her tenseness, he smiled and let go of his fingers, but couldn't help but stare at her red lips.

Someone!

Then she heard the wind overhead.

Jing Hengbo looked at him with dripping eyes, he didn't expect this guy to hide in the cave, he actually ran here, and she had a heart, one pretending to be a bride and the other pretending to be a groom, getting together, but what was he so nervous about?

He quickly reached out and pressed his finger to her lips.

With her head lowered, she finally saw his face clearly, she was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "Mu ......"

For a moment she laughed - is this really the groom's official, so he is worried about picking the bride's hijab?

When the hijab hit the ground, she was stunned, and then she saw that there was a half-cut weighing rod in front of her—the kind used to pick the hijab.

The slender thing broke off, still moving forward, picking up.

"Dang!" The cold light flashed, and the dagger flew.

Jing Hengbo's dagger immediately slipped out and stabbed him straight in the throat!

The person in the tent suddenly raised his hand, and a slender and long thing in his hand pointed straight at her face!

Covered in a cold sweat, her fingers trembled so weakly, and her eyes were a little blurry, she gritted her teeth and stood firmly.

She walked over to the bed and reached for the red tent.

The dagger glides against the wrist and can be stabbed out with a flick.

Then she smiled and walked over slowly-the bride has called, and the groom is going to take off his hijab, isn't it?

Jing Hengbo was stunned.

She was considering the danger and deciding whether to flee or make a move, when the man in the bed suddenly beckoned to her.

Temperament is natural, if a rural youth also has such a temperament, then the girl does not have to run away from marriage.

However, she also felt that this groom official was not like the real groom official, although she couldn't see clearly, but the man sat quietly in the red tent, from her point of view, she could vaguely see his flowing black hair, and felt that his figure was tight and long, and in the hazy red light, the man seemed to naturally exude a mysterious and seductive, leading people to seek and approach.

Jing Hengbo felt that he was not very much like those people from Tianmen, the people of Tianmen were too proud and felt too good about themselves, and it seemed unlikely that he would be able to modify and wear the vulgar red robe of this country groom.

Through the thin red hijab, she stared at the groom, whose figure was hidden behind the tent, and there was no clue, no sound, and no murderous aura.

Jing Hengbo pinched her fingers, the dagger was in the palm of her hand, cold, her palm was full of sweat, so slippery that she could barely hold it.

What is this called? After the bride accompanied the guests into the cave room, the groom waited in the room to lift the hijab?

Jing Hengbo leaned against the door and suddenly wanted to laugh.

The tent was lowered, and the corners of the crimson robe were half-hidden, and the bridegroom sat on the bed.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, after all, this is a poor village, the so-called situation is good, but the furniture is quite complete, the most conspicuous is the carved bed, hanging with a crimson cloth tent, the tent is embroidered with a vulgar festive pattern, red swollen eyes.

It was dark in the house. Only a pair of red candles were lit on the table, and under the red candles lay a few plates of snacks. A small window that doesn't let in through the dawn sky.

This battle made her look like a daughter-in-law who had been trafficked.

Someone giggled and pushed behind Jing Hengbo, she rushed forward and rushed into the room, the curtain behind her was slammed shut, and the door slammed shut. You can still faintly hear the sound of iron locks colliding, and they are simply locked.

"The bride is in the cave room."