Chapter 111 The King Is Wounded
Ximen Hao turned over, jumped under the bed, and dodged the secret attack of Su Ranhua, and his deep eyes were instantly gloomy.
"Last time I was in Wutong Residence, this king sensed that you had the intention to resist, but Yiyi suddenly appeared and stopped everything." Ximen Hao stared at the flash and sat up, tightly clasped his middle coat to cover a piece of spring Su Dye painting, and said, "Tonight can be regarded as the first night you move back to the Plum Blossom Garden, this king doesn't want to let the senseless resistance spoil the interest, originally added a little soft tendon to the candle, it seems that it is less, and this king has to personally work hard to clean you up." β
After listening to Ximen Hao's words, Su Ranhua looked at the burning candle, no wonder there was a strange fragrance in the house, it turned out to be a burning medicine, no wonder he felt that his strength was not enough!
It's justβ
Su Ranhua turned to Ximen Hao again, he actually thought of using soft tendons to disperse, the real reason is probably that he was afraid that his body would not be able to do it, so he prepared in advance.
Su Ranhua was even more curious about Ximen Hao's poisoning, when he saw him vomiting black blood in the cave, and the horror when he said the name of the poison proved that the poison was not light at that time, but how could he look completely fine now? Even if his blood really has the effect of poisoning, it shouldn't be so neat in a short period of time. It's weird.
"Woman, don't forget who you really are before the king!" Ximen Hao said coldly, jumped to the bed, pulled Su Ranhua up with one hand, threw it back, and grabbed one of her legs with the other hand, stabbed it, and tore her middle pants.
Su Ran's painting, which was thrown back, almost hit the wall, and was roughly pulled back by Ximen Hao's legs, and his hands were pressed under his body with both hands, and he couldn't pull it out, and his lower body had been stuffed hard and violently impacted.
Soft tendons can make an ordinary woman weak, and it is enough to make Su Ranhua an ordinary woman, unable to hide from the strong Ximen Hao.
When Su Ran's upper body was pressed by Ximen Hao's single palm, and her lower body was collided with domineering, she realized that the "senseless resistance" was not Ximen Hao's interest, but herself. There is no prelude, being dragged on one leg and rampage wantonly, which is a plunder of the body remnant. If she was forced to do so, she would rather let herself find a touch of pleasure, at least physical satisfaction.
Gradually, the wonderful feeling in the clouds and fog swept over again, and Su Ranhua's throat involuntarily emitted a shallow, prodigal gasping sound, which came out through the slightly open lips.
A string of special notes with sometimes shallow and sometimes deep twitching, it is very harmonious.
After everything was over, due to the effect of the soft tendons, Su Ranhua felt that his whole body was soft, and he couldn't lift any strength, so he lay on the bed with his back to the sky, showing his entire body in front of Ximen Hao at a glance.
Fortunately, before going to bed, Su Ran had already put the gold needle and the dagger properly, if it was discovered by Ximen Hao, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.
When the situation is still unclear and the future is bleak, it is better to hide his true situation for the time being, otherwise with the impression left on Ximen Hao at the beginning, he must think that this is all a trick carefully trained by Su Luocheng.
Ximen Hao picked up the dark colored robe that was thrown aside and put it on his body.
His gaze swept across the flying dark color, and a bright light suddenly flashed in Su Ran's mind. The Ximen Hao she saw was always dressed in dark clothes, but the poisoned Ximen Hao turned out to be an elegant crescent white, and his appearance after being in a coma looked a little clear, not like his usual domineering.
Su Ranhua turned over and sat up softly, looking at Ximen Hao, in fact, he was the most difficult one to figure out. There's too much depth in him.
Ximen Hao saw the trace of exploration hidden in Su Ran's eyes, just like he was also exploring her, there were too many things that he couldn't see through. Especially when she saw Su Ranhua fearlessly facing the big wolf dog in Ye Tingxuan, she was calm and vigilant, as if she dared to meet it at any time, showing extraordinary courage everywhere, never losing to a man, if it was him, this is the only thing she can do.
Also aware of Ximen Hao's scrutiny of himself, Su Ranhua lazily pulled up the quilt, wrapped it around his body, and chuckled indifferently, "Actually, the prince is not so disgusted with me as he said. β
"This king just thinks that your body is a useful tool, for youβ" Ximen Hao said, leaning down, raising his hand to hook Su Ran's jaw, her figure reflected in his ink-dyed eyes, "It's just an unbearable chess piece sent by Su Luocheng, what else can you expect?" β
"I don't expect anything, when I can be liberated after I help the prince get rid of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I just look forward to that day." Su Ranhua met Ximen Hao's gaze and said slowly, "It's just that when the prince needs my body in the future, don't use any soft tendons to scatter such indiscriminate means, with real actions, even if I will resist unexpectedly, wouldn't that be more interesting?" I thought that the prince was also a person who dared to accept challenges, could it be that the prince had no other troubles tonight, and when he was thinking about my body, he was afraid that he would not be able to cope with a sudden accident? β
"What do you think the king will do?" Ximen Hao's scorching eyes stared at Su Ranhua and asked.
"I'm not a roundworm in the prince's stomach, how can I know?" Su Ranhua smiled lightly, facing Ximen Hao's scorching gaze, but her heart sank a little, she wasn't sure how much Ximen Hao could see through herself who was wrapped in her head at that time, could it be that she was scattered with soft tendons tonight, and there was a layer of deep meaning that she had recognized her?
Ximen Hao frowned slightly, although he didn't understand what the "roundworm" Su Ran painting was talking about, but he could guess what she meant, let go of Su Ran and stood up straight, "This king is injured, when you are not sure whether you will use the trick of seducing obedience or wanting to welcome and refuse, it is foolproof to use soft tendons to disperse your strength, so as not to touch the injury of this king." β
"The prince is injured?" After Su Ran's painting was surprised, there was an urge to use Ximen Hao as a sandbag.
Obviously, he climbed into his bed quietly in the middle of the night, but what he said seemed to be that he wanted to provoke him, if it was to cater to it, it was a temptation, if it was to resist, it was a reverse temptation to welcome and refuse, in short, what to do was her problem, it was her deliberate trick.
How can she have this leisure in Su Dye painting?
"Get up early tomorrow and enter the palace with this king." Ximen Hao said, and did not answer Su Ranhua's question.
"Into the palace?" As soon as these two words were mentioned, Su Ran's head was big, and there were a bunch of people living in it who made him upset.
"This king doesn't want to wait for his father to summon you, so he decided to send you to his father in person." Ximen Hao said, turned around and walked towards the door.
After he opened the door and walked out, the candle in the house was extinguished again.