Zhang Twelve didn't dare to stay with this young woman any longer, for fear that he would really not be able to hold it for a while, and it would not be good to wipe the gun!

"Sister, are you okay?"

Zhang Twelve helped the young woman up, quickly lit a candle, and then said.

"It's okay...... I just tripped over a stool and twisted my foot, and it hurts......"

The young woman whispered, and there was still some grievance in her voice, which made it very unbearable to hear.

"I'll help you to sit on the stool."

Zhang Twelve said that he was about to help the young woman move forward, but as soon as he took a step, the young woman screamed again, and her body was all hanging on Zhang Twelve's body, and she muttered in a low voice: "It hurts!" ”

No, Zhang Twelve had no choice but to say: "Sister, then I'll carry you to the bed and see how your foot injury is?" ”

Looking at this appearance, her foot may have been twisted and needs to be dealt with, I am afraid that it will not work to sit on the stool, but it is convenient to sit on the bed, so Zhang Twelve said so.

I just don't know if she will agree, or if she will think too much about it, thinking that she has some bad intentions?

"That'...... How embarrassing? ”

By the dim candlelight, Zhang Twelve could see that the young woman's cheeks were slightly red, and her words were even more soft and charming, and Zhang Twelve's heart couldn't help but ripple again......

This woman is terrible!

Zhang Twelve didn't think much about it anymore, wrapped one hand around her chest, hooked her leg with the other, and hugged the young woman up.

In this posture, the young woman's chest was much closer to herself, and as soon as she lowered her head, her eyes were completely buried in that piece of snow white, Zhang Twelve only felt the heat in her nose, and quickly raised her head, not daring to look at it again, and she was afraid that the nosebleed would come out, but she smiled generously......

Take two quick steps and put the young woman on the bed.

"Sister, let me help you look at your feet?"

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhang Twelve didn't think about it when he said this, it was nothing more than helping others, but the little brother was inexplicably excited, what the hell is this?

"Hmmm......"

But the young woman bit her lip lightly, her eyes flickered and stared at Zhang Twelve, her voice was weak and pitiful......

Zhang Twelve couldn't help but complain after seeing it: I'm helping you rub your feet, how can you look at your appearance, as if I want to do that bad thing to you?

The young woman reclined on the bed and assumed a particularly languid posture, her head slightly stretched back, her chin raised, and at the same time her legs slowly lifted, looking a little struggling......

"Give you ...... feet"

Zhang Twelve didn't dare to look at her again, this woman was full of charm all over her body, and she really wanted to make a mistake again!

Reaching out to hold her ankle, what appeared in front of Zhang Twelve was a small cloth shoe with embroidered mandarin ducks, it was hard to imagine that a woman's feet were so small.

Because Zhang Twelve guessed that she twisted her ankle, she didn't have to take off her shoes - he wasn't a foot fetish, it was indeed a bit of a bad taste.

However, if you look at the ankle alone, you don't find that it is deformed, but when the hand touches it, the young woman will shout something like "ah", "hurt", "light", etc., and almost wake up the little brother again......

Zhang Twelve guessed that it was just a twist just now, and the pain was temporary, so he shouldn't have hurt his muscles and bones, and he was relieved, otherwise if it was spread out, a woman would come to his room in the middle of the night and limp when she left-how strong is his combat power?

"Sister, you should just twist it, now I'll rub it for you, it should be better......"

Zhang Twelve asked the young woman's opinion.

"Slave family...... Listen to Childe's ...... Everything is at the mercy of Childe......"

“…………”

The black lines on Zhang Twelve's head are all out, and the word "mercy" is really inappropriate to use in this place!

didn't say much, and began to help her knead it, when she first kneaded, the young woman said "ah" and "oh" several times, and she really thought she was filming something *****, which made Zhang Twelve very helpless.

As the movement progressed, she didn't scream so much, but became a little intoxicated addiction, and what was even more strange was that the fragrance on her body seemed to be all over her body, even if she was squatting close to her feet, Zhang Twelve's nose smelled the unique aroma, as if the whole person was in this fragrance.

The desire that was finally suppressed before rose again in an instant......

Zhang Twelve didn't dare to think about it anymore, shook his head, and quickly changed the topic: "I don't know what happened when my sister came to find her at this time?" ”

"In the afternoon, Childe helped me, and the slave family has not thanked Childe properly! It just so happened that I heard Gongzi say to Zhao Gongzi in the hall just now that you have a headache, so come and take a look, and by the way, thank you Gongzi for helping today! ”

The young woman propped up the bed with one hand, covered her undulating chest with the other, and looked at Zhang Twelve condescendingly and said.

Zhang Twelve thought to himself that it was for this little thing, so he said again: "Sister is polite, but it's just a gesture, not enough to worry about!" ”

When the young woman heard this, she covered her mouth and chuckled, and the laughter seemed to have a dementoring charm, which was provocative.

"I don't know what to call Childe?"

The young woman asked with a smile.

"Under the surname Tang Ming Twelve, I don't know what to call my sister?"

"Tang Twelve?"

The young woman repeated the name several times, and suddenly looked at Zhang Twelve and said, "Tang Gongzi's name is so unique!" ”

Zhang Twelve laughed stupidly a few times, thinking that his name is unique enough, not that the surname is unique, but that this name is strange enough, I'm afraid that anyone will not be able to forget it after hearing it once!

He smiled again and said, "The slave's name is Zhiruo." ”

Shiruo?

Zhang Twelve was a little flustered, and hurriedly asked, "Could it be that my sister's surname is Zhou?" ”

"Huh?"

The young woman suddenly showed great shock, and hurriedly asked, "How does Gongzi know that Zhiruo's surname is Zhou?" ”

“…………”

Zhang Twelve was speechless for a while, can this horse be bloody?

Zhou Zhiruo is a bad woman! Could it be that this woman is not a good person either?

But he still spoke: "Sister, I once had a friend named Zhou Zhiruo...... It's just that I didn't expect that there would be such a strange thing in this world......"

"Oh......"

The young woman agreed, and then smiled again: "Who can say for sure the things in this world?" The slave family can meet Tang Gongzi on this ship, which is a special fate in itself, what does Gongzi think? ”

When she said this, the young woman suddenly put her feet back, then leaned forward, and looked at Zhang Twelve condescendingly......

It's so big, don't shake it, it's easy to have an accident, okay?

"Huh...... Yes...... It's just that I don't know why my sister went to Jinling alone? ”

Zhang Twelve asked this sentence, but the young woman suddenly stopped talking, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and there were many resentments, which made people feel pitiful.

"Tang Gongzi, I don't know if you have ever been married?"

This topic changed too quickly, and Zhang Twelve was confused......

Could it be that his charm is really so great that he makes such a young woman-type player hungry?

Seeing Zhang Twelve shaking her head, the young woman Zhiruo sighed, and said to herself: "Hey, the slave family's hometown is far away in Jinling, if you don't know my husband, how can you come to this Dianyang?" I lived in Dianyang for a few years, and I never returned to my hometown. But who knows, my husband was killed before, and the slave family became a widow, living alone in Dianyang, helpless, and often bullied, so I packed up my things and prepared to go back to my hometown! ”

I don't know why, when he heard this, Zhang Twelve didn't feel sad because the other party had lost her husband, and of course she didn't gloat, he wasn't so inhumane, but vaguely felt that this woman had just died of her husband, and it didn't seem like a thing to be like herself, right?

Zhang Twelve didn't want to cuckold a living ghost......

Moreover, why does he feel that this matter seems to have something to do with him......

Standing up slowly from the ground, Zhang Twelve Cai said, "I don't know who killed my sister's husband?" Has the man been arrested? ”

The young woman Zhiruo raised her head, and a cold light burst out of her eyes, which was similar to the two of her before, which scared Zhang Twelve!

Perhaps thinking that her expression just now might have been too radical, the young woman Zhiruo calmed down before she said slowly: "The person who killed the slave family's husband, the slave family doesn't know who it is - besides, with the slave family itself, even if he knows, what if he knows?" I simply didn't think about it anymore, and I didn't dare to stay in the sad place of Dianyang, so I could only go back to my parents' house! ”

With such a heavy topic, Zhang Twelve really didn't know how to pick it up.

And he always felt that this Zhiruo was not like she said, and he didn't know who that person was......

Hey, whatever! Anyway, it has nothing to do with me, I don't have to worry about salty radishes!

So Zhang Twelve smiled and said: "What my sister said is right, life has to go on, and we have to look forward, right?" When my sister settles down in Jinling and finds a good husband, everything will be fine! ”

"Hehe......"

Hearing Zhang Twelve's words, the young woman Zhiruo sneered twice: "Looking for a good husband's family again?" The slave family has been married once, and the husband is still dead, they all say that the slave family is a man of Kefu, who will dare to marry the slave family in the future? Do you dare, Tang Gongzi? ”

The young woman Zhiruo stared at Zhang Twelve, her eyes couldn't tell what kind of feelings were mixed in, Zhang Twelve always felt that there was something in her words, and she didn't know how to answer it, so she could only be silent.

Strangely, however, the primordial agitation in him did not weaken because of the change in the young woman's attitude, but became stronger with the passage of time......

Seeing that Zhang Twelve was silent, the young woman Zhiruo sneered again: "Even Tang Gongzi can't avoid the remnants of the slave family, what do you say to find a good husband?" ”

“…………”

Is it okay for Lao Tzu to step on a horse and be a yellow flower?

Hey, it's not right, he doesn't seem to be anymore - anyway, he's still young, and he's not married, and the two of them are not related to each other, and they don't have any friendship, why did I tell her this?

However, it didn't seem good for her to reply like this directly, Zhang Twelve rolled his eyes, and directly changed the topic: "What kind of powder is this rubbing on my sister's body, it's so fragrant!" ”

Hearing this, the corners of the young woman's mouth rose slightly, and then she changed into the same charming appearance as before, and the speed of changing her face was amazing!

"That's a kind of incense powder from my sister's hometown, which I brought over when I got married, is it fragrant?"

"Incense!"

As he spoke, Zhang Twelve sniffed it again, and always felt that this fragrance seemed to have a huge magic power, which made people want to stop, took a sip, and wanted to continue to inhale again, and as the fragrance entered his nose, Zhang Twelve felt that the primal impulse became stronger......

"Then if you smell it again, is it more fragrant?"

Saying that, the young woman Zhiruo stood directly on the ground as if she was fine, and the person who twisted her leg just now turned on the ground like she was not.

As she turned, the thin silk skirt on her body danced with it, and as the skirt swayed, the fragrance became even stronger!

Immersed in the increasingly strong aroma, Zhang Twelve's eyes changed, and his eyeballs turned a lot redder like bloodshot......

At this time, he felt like his body was about to explode, he really wanted to tear off his clothes, and even more - to tear off the clothes of the woman opposite, he felt as if there were countless ants biting in his body, as hot as walking beside a volcano!

He just wants to release the heat from his body......

But the only reason left in his mind told him: he can't do this!

However, he didn't know how long this kind of sanity could be maintained, so he could only reach out and pinch his thigh, and with the last reason, he trembled and said, "Sister... Sister...... Time doesn't either... It's early, you... Let's go back......"

When the young woman Zhiruo heard this, she didn't leave, but smiled and said lightly: "What, dare my sister go?" Are you willing? ”

This sentence was like a fuse, which instantly ignited the heat in Zhang Twelve's body, and his red eyes looked at her, his reason was about to be destroyed, and he couldn't control his trembling hands!

Just then, there was a sharp knock at the door!

…………

Zhang Twelve didn't have much reason anymore, even if he heard the knock on the door, he was originally happy in his heart, but he couldn't move a few steps, because his attention was on the bumpy young woman Zhi Ruo in front of him......

When the young woman Zhiruo heard the knock on the door, she frowned, glanced at Zhang Twelve again, and after finding that he had no other reaction at all, she directly blew out the candles in the house.

Suddenly, the room was pitch black and silent at the same time.

The young woman Zhiruo disappeared from his sight, and Zhang Twelve's impulse decreased a little, but the surrounding aroma was still very strong, so his desire was still there, but it was still within the controllable range......

Standing outside the door at this moment is Mo Li.

In the afternoon, when he saw a young woman—Mo Li felt so himself—lying on top of Zhang Twelve, Mo Li was so irritable that he didn't want to talk to Zhang Twelve.

Although he was angry, he still paid attention to the next door's every move.

When Zhang Twelve returned to the house, she heard it, and when she saw that the candle was extinguished, she also quieted down, she breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, and also lay down on the bed.

But it didn't take long for someone to knock on his door!