Ruoyu felt as if her body had been run over by thousands of cars, and she didn't have half the strength up and down her body, and there was a heart-rending pain between her legs, and her throat seemed to be choked by an invisible hand, and it was hot and unbearably painful.

In a blur, Ruoyu coughed unconsciously, and waited until a mouthful of coagulated blood clots spit out, and her only inch body trembled violently before she opened her eyes with great effort.

Hazy eyes, Ruoyu felt that the scenery in her eyes seemed to be a dream.

The jade carving of the incense column in the wing room where I stayed, the bamboo Geya decoration, and the elegant wooden chairs are all carved with complex patterns, and the tone is light and elegant, but there is a sense of luxury but low-key, but the faint sandalwood fragrance in the house is mixed with a bit of decadent taste.

Looking at the pattern that can only be found in this priceless picture, Ruoyu's drunkenness slowly faded, and when she was completely drunk, she suddenly opened her eyes wide, she was obviously drinking cocktails in a dream bar just now and unfortunately choked on a sip, why did she suddenly come here?

Thinking about it, it seems that I have really watched too many costume dramas recently, and I have dreamed of an antique wing room, but the orchids on the round table three steps away are still gently swaying with the breeze, which is also a bit too true.

It can't be a coincidence that you just crossed over with a cup, right?

Thinking of this, Ruoyu tried to pinch her arm to sober herself up, but her arm didn't move for half a minute, and there was already a painful feeling of slashing the tip of her heart with a knife at the joint, and she turned her head with great effort, Ruoyu could vaguely see the corner of the scarlet cloth on her back and her bare arm, and the still hot red marks snaked down her thin waist to the forbidden place that she rarely touched.

Ruoyu only felt as if someone had poured a bucket of hot water on her head, first hot and then painful, first burning and then dry, struggling to stand up in the face of boundless despair.

His waist was weak and weak, and the base of his thighs was tormenting his already fragile consciousness like whipping, and he kept curling up his detached toes against the ground trying to stand up like this.

When the strength of her feet was exhausted, Ruoyu fell to the ground as if she had been bent by the last straw.

When she fell to the ground, Ruoyu took a deep breath, and reluctantly comforted herself that if she really bumped into this ancient by mistake, then this broken body must have been borrowed, no gold belt, no jumping dry well, although it was ridiculous that she wanted to cross, but she was not a little girl without a little insight, if she yelled, she would lose her manners.

At this time, the half-open hollow carved door was slowly pushed open from the outside inside.

The person who entered the house turned out to be a man dressed in a period costume.

I saw that he was wearing a silk green shirt, his eyebrows were like distant mountains, his mouth was like a vermilion, and he had the beauty of dyeing style just by moving lightly, and he looked through the hazy tears, and he felt that this person in front of him had a sense of soul-taking like a mortal immortal.

Such an outfit...... Thinking that she was so shameless and unashamed to fall to the ground as if she was bowing down, Ruoyu bit her lower lip and lowered her head, trying to hide herself on her knees.

It's just that the man's demeanor is as usual, and he untied his outer clothes, and in the next second, the green shirt had fallen under the hood, and even the gardenia-like smell on the man's body could be smelled on it.

Before Qingwen could react, she felt that her body was light, and she was picked up by him in the air.

Where did Ruoyu think that this seemingly incomprehensible man would hold himself like this without saying a word, knowing that his arms couldn't move, but he still subconsciously tried to break free from this person's arms.

Yin Fengze felt the twist in his arms, and there was still no trace of waves on his handsome face, but he said lightly in a voice like rain hitting autumn leaves: "Don't move." ”

The simple two words were very imposing, Ruoyu had no choice but to honestly give up the struggle, and let him put himself on the soft collapse paved with a hundred flower pictures.

As soon as her back touched the cool bedcloth, Ruoyu felt that her back hurt again, and Yin Fengze actually pushed herself to the right slightly, making her body half sideways.

Such an ambiguous posture and spring tent made Ruoyu uneasy again for a while, especially when Yin Fengze covered his palm on his thin clothes, and his skin seemed to be able to sense the coolness coming from his palm.

But the coolness had not yet been transmitted, Ruoyu felt his hand grip on his arm, and suddenly without too much force, he heard a clatter, and when the pain of the short heart faded, he actually felt it in his right arm, and soon his left arm was skillfully picked up by Yin Fengze.

Although it is still a little numb, it can already move slightly.

And turning his head to see Yin Fengze looking at him like an outsider, Ruoyu smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Yin Fengze looked at the person in front of him, although his face was still faintly scratched, but this smile also had the beauty of a captivating city, and he really deserved to be the first beauty in Fengguo.

Yin Fengze couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, but before the smile was completely opened, he heard a cold sentence from the door: "Please Brother Yin have a drink, Brother Yin said that there is still something to do, but I didn't expect it to be a beauty." ”

After saying this, he quietly pushed away Yin Fengze, who was still leaning on the edge of the collapse, grabbed Ruoyu's jaw with his slender fingertips, looked at Ruoyu with a smile on his face and whispered: "You are really fateful, it seems that this king is too gentle." ”