What a shame,

An Qingge, as a god, was lifted away like a little chicken like this, which is really a great shame.

After being brought to the room yesterday, someone pushed An Qingge to the bathroom, and acted forcefully to wash and change clothes for An Qingge.

An Qingge was naturally unhappy to be treated so rudely, but in order to leave here, she could only endure it.

These people have remembered that she is an immortal, what plague god, of course the god of wealth knows, wait for her to go back!

After washing, she was pushed onto the bed, and instead of leaving, the maid began to tie her hands and feet.

At this time, she panicked and wanted to summon the land out.

But at this time, she realized something.

She doesn't have mana now, and the land hasn't told her how to summon him!

After the maid tied her hands and feet, Fu Yunchen came in in a wheelchair.

With the help of the maid, Fu Yunchen sat on the bed.

However, Fu Yunchen looked at An Qingge's appearance, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

The woman in front of him, the clothes on her body were a little transparent: "Mortal? Well? What do you want to perform today, emperor and concubine, are you the reincarnation of Wu Zetian? Or the princess of that dynasty. ”

What else can An Qingge do, he can only look at the man in front of him with tears in his eyes: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I didn't mean to look down on you." ”

But before An Qingge's words were finished, Fu Yunchen put his hand on her lips: "You look really beautiful, no wonder the old man chose you." ”

An Qingge looked at the man's eyes without any lust, he shouldn't be a man with a sperm brain.

Then Fu Yunchen leaned down slightly, and slowly approached An Qingge: "Did you say yes?" As he spoke, his other hand slowly roamed around An Qingge's body.

An Qingge subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he was tied up.

"Maybe it's my fault, I don't know if you were playing a role-playing game with me last night, it's my fault, it's my incomprehension, but I still think you should tell me what role-playing you want to play today, so that I can cooperate with you well." Fu Yunchen looked at An Qingge with a smile.

An Qingge's heart became happy, you must know that as a god, she is usually pure-hearted and has few desires, and she has not been too close to men.

Such proximity really made An Qingge's heart inexplicably happy.

The next moment, Fu Yunchen kissed An Qingge's lips, and An Qingge's eyes suddenly widened.

It's over, is she really innocent, is she just left here?.

But at this time, Fu Yunchen withdrew directly: "It seems that you still don't want to, I, Fu Yunchen, am not a man who forces women, since you don't want to do it now, it's okay, let's take our time, anyway, I can't die now, we can come slowly." ”

She was relieved when An Qingge heard the sound of the wheelchair leaving.

What kind of man is this?

Thinking of the land, she said that she had a relationship with this man.

What a chance she had?

I had a ghost chance with this man.

If it weren't for Si Ming, who could only write the lives of mortals, she would have suspected that Si Ming took the opportunity to fall into the well and arranged this for herself.

And what kind of character does this man have, like the character in the novels written by mortals in recent years, what the hell?