When Yang Jing woke up, the back of her neck hurt as if it was disconnected, and there was an inexplicable burning sensation on her body, which went straight to her lungs.

She muttered, and suddenly lowered her head.

I found myself naked, stuffed into a roll of filigree quilts, revealing only a small part of my neck and head.

Who is it?

Countless faces flashed in her mind, and her arms rose and fell weakly, and she didn't even have the strength to lift the quilt.

Panting slightly, she had never hated herself so much for being a weak woman.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun was taken away casually!

There is no royal law here!

She moved under the quilt for a while, and finally reached out and touched the hairpin on her head, stabbing the pad of her middle finger violently, and the ensuing tingling sensation finally made her regain some strength and feeling.

But why are your cheeks so hot?

She half-straightened up, surveying the strangeness around her.

It was a strange room, and there was a round table beside the bed, on which an oil lamp was lit.

Her gaze fell on the closet not far away.

Just as he was about to get up, heavy footsteps came, and the next moment, he even kicked them away with a "Peng".

She lay down in a hurry, her right hand holding the hairpin tightly.

A burning gaze was fixed on her.

Heavy breathing sounded in the room, and as she got closer, someone gradually leaned towards her.

Until the bed collapsed, Yang Jing immediately bounced up like a bow, and stabbed her right hand towards the black shadow on the bed.

"Slurp".

Sima Ke was poked hard in the shoulder, he was caught off guard, and his body staggered to his feet, and his face was abnormally red.

"It's you!"

Thousands of calculations, she never expected that the person who kidnapped her would be him!

Yang Jing glared angrily, her strength was gone, and the fierce blow just now had consumed all her physical strength.

She was drugged, and her lower body completely softened into a puddle of spring water.

Sima Ke sobered up a little, "Ajing." He shouted with a complicated look.

"It's not me... I'm not ......."

"Sima Ke, I really misjudged you."

Looking at the angry woman lying on the bed, Sima Ke remembered what Mrs. Liu said before leaving.

"Yang Jing, this woman has always liked to climb high and step low, now such a good opportunity, if the adults can't seize her, when she climbs into Shiro's bed in the future, she will never look at you again!"

Liu's words hit Sima Ke's heart like a drumstick.

He licked his dry lips, "Auntie, no matter what, I will definitely be good to you!" As he spoke, a tall figure stepped forward.

"Simak!" Yang Jing shouted hoarsely, "Are you trying to force me to hate you!" She thought she could drink half a cent of Sima Ke, but she didn't know that she looked at any man with pink cheeks like this, and looked at any man with silky eyes, which was a naked seduction for people!

Sima Ke's originally wavering heart completely fell, he rushed forward and hugged Yang Jinglian with the futon.

The hot breath spat on Yang Jing's side face, and even after these distances, she could always feel Sima Ke's impulses and desires.

His arms were as hard as iron, and he hugged her body tightly.

Yang Jing took a deep breath and softened her voice.

"Do you really think I don't want to cling to you?" The soft and glutinous voice was a little bitter and a little aggrieved.

Hearing this, the person who pressed on him really straightened up quickly.

Sima Ke looked at her, "Ah Jing, is it possible, is it possible that you have me in your heart?" ”

She staggered her eyes, "You are already a Si Nongqing, in charge of the food and food lifeline of the entire imperial court, and now you have made great contributions and replaced... Liuzhou Governor Position. ”

"Ajing, you know that I don't want to hear you say this, as long as you are willing, let me copy the Liu family for you, and I will not hesitate!" Sima Ke hurriedly spoke, and the light that had long been extinguished in his heart was lit again.

He grabbed her exposed shoulders, and as soon as his hands touched the delicate and slightly hot skin, the flames under his eyes suddenly grew like a spring breeze.

Yang Jing's face was ruddy, but she was secretly afraid.

Sima Ke gasped, his bulging chest rising and falling faster, "Ajing, you just follow me." ”

"You don't want to come here!"

"If you treat me like this now, it will only make me lose my love for you!"

Sima Ke reached the tip of her nose and stepped back again.

"What do you want me to give to me willingly? Ajing, you should know, I don't mean to hurt you, I just want to get you too much. Then he lowered his head again, and pressed his hot cheek against hers.

"Yes! But how important is the chastity of a woman's family! You disregard my reputation like this, why did you mention copying the Liu family's big words for me......"

Yang Jing's mouth was dry, just forcing herself to be sober and making up these nonsense to deceive him was almost over.

She had to figure out what could stop Sima before he lost his mind.

If she continues like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to control herself.

Just as Sima Ke put his mouth close and kissed her face, Yang Jing suddenly screamed, and her body trembled in pain.

Sima Ke stretched out his hand to open the futon to check, but she poked a hairpin under his chin.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll kill you!" It's a big deal! The sharp, bloody hairpin went deep menacingly.

"If you really want to die with me, then come!" Sima Ke didn't believe that she would do it to herself, and still wanted to get closer, Yang Jing stabbed hard, and Sima Ke let out an "ah".

His jaw was punctured, and a stream of blood splattered, and he hurriedly reached out to cover it, while taking the opportunity to snatch the hairpin from her hand.

Yang Jing sneered, and the hand holding the hairpin was sent forward again.

"Are you crazy!" Sima Ke's eyes were red with rage, and he grabbed her arm, but he didn't dare to move at will.

The pain in his jaw made him sigh soberly.

"Sima Ke, listen, even if I die, I will never want to lose my life to any man I don't love!" said that it was too late, it was fast, and Yang Jing's backstabbing hairpin was suddenly knocked down by a stone.

The moment she let go of her hand in pain, Sima Ke stepped forward and lifted the futon on her body.

Hearing the sound of "tearing", the exquisite bedding was shattered in a blink of an eye, and she closed her eyes in despair.

The expected nausea did not come, instead, a cold white robe fell from the sky, covering her from beginning to end.

Then, the sound of Sima Ke's frightened inhalation was heard.

"Throw him out of here." Jiang Qiubai tried his best to hold back his anger and waved his hand to extinguish the oil lamp on the table.

Jiang Lian pointed at Sima Ke's acupoint and kicked the person out, Sima Ke's body fell hard, and the bones rolled out.

The room was pitch black.

Only bits and pieces of gasps rang out.

Then, the clothes on his head were gently pulled down, covering the legs that could still be seen in the dark night.

"I'm late." Jiang Qiubai said.

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