03. You can't make jokes

A hint of surprise flashed in Sikong Ye's eyes. He had already investigated Wen Chuchu's situation just now, and he didn't have any internal strength on his body. And such a woman who doesn't know martial arts can quietly get a weapon to hurt people under his checks and balances.

That's a lot of fun!

"I didn't expect that the king of the west of the dignified town would do something to rob the people's daughters!" Sikong Ye stopped moving, he looked at Wen Chuchu under him, and smiled evilly. The only person who can raise a woman in Zhenxi Wangfu is Luo Chen, the king of Zhenxi. And he didn't find out when Wen Chuchu got the sharp weapon in his hand, which shows that Wen Chuchu's movements are extremely small.

This means that this deadly thing is placed on the bed, where the woman is within reach.

Taken together, the conclusion is that this woman is guarding against something. And it couldn't be more obvious that this woman's defense is like today's.

Wen Chuchu, who was seen through, lowered his eyes slightly and did not answer.

"My name is Sikong Night, the night of the night." Sikong Ye whispered to Wen Chuchu.

In the dark, the two looked at each other.

Wen Chuchu understood that since the two were going to act, they naturally couldn't even know each other's names. She opened her mouth slightly and said, "I, hmm......"

Before the words could be spoken, the burning breath that had been hitting his face suddenly approached, and the breath and taste of another person appeared in his mouth.

Holy!

Wen Chuchu, who was forcibly kissed, suddenly exploded in his brain, and his right hand holding the sharp weapon stabbed angrily at a certain part without hesitation.

However, Sikong Ye, who had long expected Wen Chuchu to react like this, instantly grabbed Wen Chuchu's right hand, and was forced to stop before the action began.

Not only that, Sikong Ye also grabbed Wen Chuchu's other hand.

Suddenly, Wen Chuchu's whole body couldn't move. She glared at Sikong Ye fiercely, her teeth moved, and she was about to bite the thing that invaded her mouth.

Sikong Ye once again seemed to have known that this would be the case, and withdrew between Wen Chuchu's lips and teeth at the last moment. Instead, attack the two soft lips.

Nima, this must be a veteran of flowers!

A herd of grass and mud horses galloped past in Wen Chuchu's mind, and she swore that in the future, when she encountered this kind of thing, she would definitely do it first and destroy that thing before talking!

It was only a moment before Sikong Ye relented. He touched the tip of Wen Chuchu's nose with the tip of his nose, and said with a smile: "This is more real!" The face is not red, and there are no traces on the mouth, how can it be done? ”

The faint smell of blood flowed into Wen Chuchu's mouth with Sikong Ye's words, and she realized that her lips had been bitten.

But according to his words, he will not have that kind of intention against me. Wen Chuchu thought, and she no longer had any scruples, she raised her head and bit Sikong Ye's lip fiercely.

Sikong Ye was obviously stunned.

It wasn't until the tip of his tongue felt a slight fishy sweetness that Wen Chuchu let go.

"It's flat."

Hearing Wen Chuchu's voice, Sikong Ye came back to his senses. He looked down at Wen Chuchu, and deepened Wen Chuchu's thoughts. With this woman, the future will not be so boring!

Just, next. Sikong Ye was stupid because of Wen Chuchu's short five words.

She said, "My name is Wen Chuchu! ”

Who is Wen Chuchu, let alone dare to break into the Sikong Ye of the West Wangfu at night, even if the entire capital can find a talking child and ask him, he can give an accurate answer. Two months ago, the ten-mile red makeup and the thousand-table banquet are still talked about by everyone.

"Just kidding!" Sikong Ye said to Wen Chuchu expressionlessly.

"I'm not kidding!" Wen Chuchu looked at Sikong Ye and smiled evilly.

Sikong Ye was silent. If Wen Chuchu was just a woman brought back by Luo Chen on a whim, today's matter would have passed with a smile as he was. But she's Wen Chuchu! Princess Zhenxi is Wen Chuchu! Is it a man who can bear this kind of thing when his daughter-in-law is?

The answer is yes: it can't be endured!

In the courtyard, the light of the torches shines into the house, and the thin paper shines into the house. Although the light was not enough, Wen Chuchu could still feel the stiffness on Sikong Ye's face. She laughed happily.

From the situation where the soldiers surrounded here from the outside but no one dared to approach, Sikong Ye completely determined Wen Chuchu's identity.

He muttered to himself, "You have to be a ghost and be a wind. Wandering ghosts! ”

When Wen Chuchu heard this, he immediately shouted in his heart. But she had no ability to resist at all, so she could only let Sikong Ye wreak havoc on her body. The only thing that gave her a little comfort was that Sikong Ye never touched her waist down again.

The body is a more primitive thing than the spirit, and gradually the two of them began to be a little confused.

At this time, Luo Chen finally came.

"The subordinates chased people here and disappeared." A small leader of the soldiers reported respectfully to Luo Chen.

The eyes of the two people in the room who heard this sentence were clear at the same time.

Luo Chen nodded, and he raised his feet and walked towards Wen Chuchu's door. If the intruder is in the house, he will definitely use Wen Chuchu as a hostage. But Luo Chen is extremely confident in her martial arts, at most she only let her suffer a little injury in the hand, which is nothing in Luo Chen's heart.

Hearing Luo Chen's gradual footsteps, Sikong Ye looked at Wen Chuchu under him, and then looked out of the door, the relationship between these two people seemed to be a little different from the rumors!

In the dark room, the two people, who couldn't even see each other's eyes clearly, started to act tacitly without making any communication.

"Went to bed so early?" Luo Chen asked in a low voice as he pushed open the door.

There was no response, and that was not what Luo Chen expected. If that person is here, Wen Chuchu will be held hostage by him and will not answer, if he is not there, Wen Chuchu in a normal state will indeed not respond to himself.

He closed the door casually, and in the darkness, he walked up to the oil lamp, took out the fire fold, and lit the oil lamp. Throughout the process, Luo Chen has been on guard against a sneak attack. However, no.

The lights illuminated the whole room.

Luo Chen looked around, and it didn't seem to be much different from usual.

"Chu Chu!" Luo Chen shouted to Wen Chuchu, who was lying on his side on the bed and carrying him behind his back, wrapping himself tightly in the quilt.

Wen Chuchu reacted at this time, but she didn't move, just replied in a cold voice: "What's the matter with the prince?" ”

From Wen Chuchu's cold voice, Luo Chen heard the panic that seemed to be trying his best to hide, and he calmly approached Wen Chuchu step by step.

Because of the footsteps, Wen Chuchu seemed to be even more flustered, and she moved slightly towards the place in the bed against the wall.

"Lord Wang, Chu Chu has already rested."

Hearing Wen Chuchu's words, Luo Chen's face became even more gloomy.

He reached out and grabbed Wen Chuchu's wrist in the middle of the quilt, and pulled her up suddenly.

Suddenly, the quilt tightly wrapped around Wen Chuchu fell off slightly, and Wen Chuchu could only stretch out his other hand without a trace to protect the quilt tightly on his chest. Even so, Luo Chen clearly saw the dense ambiguity on Wen Chuchu's snow-white skin, between the collarbones. Red Seal.

"Raise your head!" Luo Chen vigorously tightened the big palm that locked Wen Chuchu's wrist, and ordered Wen Chuchu, who was buried in his head and didn't dare to look directly at him.