She slapped his chest with both hands, and her face turned crimson.

This damn man, she was about to lose her breath, didn't he know that a kiss without gaps would suffocate her to death?

But Gong Huangjue didn't seem to hear the voice of Rong Qiao's inner cry at all, he endured the anger of the night, and all erupted on this kiss.

He pressed step by step, forcing Rong Qiao to no way back, resisting her against the thick tree, holding her face firmly with both hands, the thin lips that were as fiery as fire, arrogantly swept her delicate red lips like flowers, leaving no room for Rong Qiao to breathe, he just wanted to punish her fiercely, punish this woman who messed up his world.

Rong Qiao's breathing became more and more rapid, her sharp nails sinking deep into his chest, and she longed to strangle this savage man.

Even if you suddenly want to be in heat, please don't be so rude, okay? As far as she is concerned, as long as the other party's conditions are acceptable and a substantive relationship occurs, she doesn't care.

Anyway, as long as the heart is in her, the physical intimacy can't affect her anything.

Maybe it was her ruthless anger that was transmitted to Gong Huangjue's heart, maybe it was the senseless look on her face that stimulated Gong Huangjue, in short, he suddenly let go of Rong Qiao, almost with a push, he pushed Rong Qiao away mercilessly.

And Rong Qiao, who was defenseless, fell to the ground in embarrassment, she rubbed her aching knees, raised her eyes, and stared at Gong Huangjue whose face returned to normal with resentment.

The terrifying and cruel man in front of him looked like an indifferent iceberg and a ghost. If it weren't for the swelling and pain of his bite on her lips, she would almost have thought it was just a dream of hers.

This man was kissing her passionately one moment, and the next moment, he turned his face and ruthlessly pushed her down.

He's really fickle, a man who is more fickle than a woman.

She patted the dust off her body and stood up indignantly.

She thought that Gong Huangjue might say something nice to her. But alas, she didn't hear a word.

Instead, she heard the icy sound that made her thunderous.

"Woman, you are the first to make such a beautiful move. This king is very satisfied this time, but next time, you'd better change a fresh trick, this move will not work next time. ”

He looked at her with a sneer, a wicked glint on his thin lips.

Raising his hand, he wiped his lips, and the bloodthirsty light floated in his silent black jade eyes.

Rong Qiao's eyes widened in astonishment, this pig-headed man, when and when did she use this kind of indiscriminate move to attract him. "Clearly, it's you-"

The cold, murderous aura filled the bottom of his eyes, forcing Rong Qiao to swallow the latter back into his stomach.

"Woman, this king is now looking forward to your next move, remember, don't let this king down too much."

He curled her lips, brushing them like a feather across them, and then smiled wickedly.

Suddenly, the smile converged in an instant, and all that was left was the alienation and strangeness that was as cold as an iceberg.

He seemed to be in a good mood and flew away from the bushes, and with a raised hand, the ancient sword that sank into the dirt broke through the air with a swipe and fell into his hand, precise and shocking.

When Rong Qiao came to her senses from the perspective of appreciation, she realized that she was tricked by that damn cold-faced man, and it was so miserable.

She couldn't help but tilt her head up and sharpen herself into the air.

"Ahhh Damn it, damn it—"

She stomped her feet hard, smashing the falling leaves.

"Damn man, I don't disdain you at all, okay? I'll let you take a look, and I'll ignore you in the future, you wait, dead iceberg, broken iceberg, hum-"

Rong Qiao left angrily, and the footsteps of leaving, step by step, gravity, stepped on the dirt and shook.

Not long after her figure left, a black figure suddenly landed on the high branch, and his deep black jade pupils stared at the indignant back tightly, without blinking.

Women, if you want to mess up, let's mess up together.

Woman, you are a businessman, and in business, you should understand the principle of exchanging things for things.

You have poached the heart of this king, and in the same way, you need to have a heart to pay. In the days to come, this king will not let you go freely.

You are mine, not only your body, but also your heart, and even your soul, this king, all of them, and they will not be left to any other man.

Gong Huangjue's cold and hard lips slowly hooked, Qin Xiangyang, who was in the medical hall, threatened that if it wasn't for Rong Qiao's young general, he would not have the opportunity to let that man come to Rong Qiao's side, he would arrange that man properly.

The hand holding the sword at his side couldn't help but tighten by three points, and a pair of deep and cold black jade pupils flashed with the determination to win.

The sky was slightly hazy, and when the dawn rose from the eastern horizon, although Rong Qiao, who had been depressed for a night, was in a bad mood, she finally hadn't forgotten what she should deal with.

She quietly avoided the nursing home, walked out of Prince Zhong's mansion lightly, and ran straight to the hospital.

What was waiting for her was the news that Qin Xiangyang was missing.

The white-haired old man told Xiao Tong An'er that a mysterious man had come to look for Qin Xiangyang last night, and then when Xiao Tong got up in the morning to change Qin Xiangyang's dressing, he found that Qin Xiangyang's room was empty.

It is said that the bedding at that time was neatly stacked, and the quilt was as cold as water, obviously Qin Xiangyang had been away for some time.

Looking at the furnishings of the room and so on, there was not the slightest trace of destruction, it was obvious that the two sides had not fought each other, and Qin Xiangyang left the room voluntarily.

But judging from Qin Xiangyang's current injury, it is impossible for him to leave alone, even if he wants to leave alone, he will not be able to support him out of the sphere of influence of Prince Zhong's Mansion. Therefore, according to the analysis of various signs, someone must have taken Qin Xiangyang away, and that person must be someone Qin Xiangyang knows and is willing to follow.

And such a character, within a hundred miles of this Prince Zhong's mansion, there is only one person who meets, and that person is Gong Huangjue.

He is the only one who has the motivation to do so.

What the hell does this damn man want?

Rong Qiao returned to Prince Zhong's Mansion angrily, and flew away from the Cold Moon Residence where Gong Huang Jue lived.

"Gong Huangjue, tell me quickly, where did you hide Qin Xiangyang? Are you doing this for me? If so, you've disappointed me too much, and made me look down on you too much. ”

She crackled and was annoyed, but Gong Huangjue sat peacefully next to the Eight Immortals table, he leisurely poured a cup of cold white and drank it slowly.

"Gong Huangjue, you are deaf, let me ask you." Rong Qiao, who rushed out of his mouth, simply forgot the sentence that impulse is the devil.

Coldly, Gong Huangjue's indifferent and deep black eyes flashed, he stood up, slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and stared at Rong Qiao with an evil smile.

"Woman, it's early, is this your new trick?"

"What, what." Rong Qiao was confused when she heard this, and before she had time to react, Gong Huang Jue's white jade-like fingers had already lifted her chin.

"This move is relatively good, and this king finds it very interesting. Some* smell of explosions, woman, you have succeeded, you have succeeded in attracting this king, you say, should this king reward you for your efforts early in the morning? ”

His deep dark eyes were as bright as a pear blossom, swirling on his clear waves.

Rong Qiao couldn't help but speak in a knot. "What, what reward, what are you talking about—"

Hmm-mm-before she finished speaking, the end note was automatically silenced by Gong Huangjue's slightly cool thin lips.

This damn man, who was clearly in heat all over the place, snapped this gorgeous hat to her head, and she glared at him angrily, and smashed her fist on his chest in anger.

However, Gong Huangjue is still the same, he tastes the delicious food and keeps kissing her fragrance. He had long expected that once Qin Xiangyang disappeared, this woman would definitely find him.

So, he waited early, waiting for her arrival.

And she, without disappointing him, really came, and came like a blooming flame, so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off it. With such a her, he will never let go, never.

He trapped her firmly in her arms, savored her goodness, and licked her sensitive earlobes.

A numb feeling rushed from the soles of her feet to her heart, and Rong Qiao's face turned red all of a sudden.

Her mind couldn't clear up at this moment, she was calculated by this man.

This damn cold-faced man, I didn't expect that he had so many tricks, she gritted her teeth fiercely, bit his lip fiercely, and tried the taste of blood.

He let go of her in pain, and she stepped on him with her foot up, and ran away from his embrace as fast as she could.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the evil smile flashed under his eyes.

Woman, you can't run away.

Damn cold-faced man, bastard, bastard, even thinking about calculating her all the time.

Rong Qiao tore the bush leaves on the side of the path fiercely with both hands, and a pair of bright eyes flashed with anger.

The delicate lips kept spitting out the vicious words of swearing.

This damn Gong Huang Jue, in the past few days, has been weird, and her behavior is very different from the past, I don't know if she was stimulated by something, or if she has a problem with her head, she has frequently estrus with her.

Could it be that he was tired of looking at his sixteen beautiful ladies?

Or was it that his sixteen ladies did not meet his needs properly, so he was hungry and did not hesitate to tear and swallow in the face of a woman like her, who was a little bit of a beauty?

Thinking of this, Rong Qiao's eyebrows condensed slightly, and her hands grasping the leaves suddenly stopped.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was right.

Hmmm-

It must be like this, after all, the glorious deeds of that man who drove seven women in one night have spread almost all over the country.