Hearing a sound of approaching footsteps outside, the black shadow, who was originally lying lazily on Song Jingruo's bed and squinting his eyes to recuperate, got up and flew straight to the beam. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment when his body fell to the beam, he suddenly felt that his waist seemed to be twisted.

"Hey! I knew I wouldn't be fighting three hundred rounds tonight. The corner of the black shadow's mouth pursed a playful smile, and he laughed at himself: "My old waist, I have to make up for it when I go back." ”

was pondering a plan to replenish the kidney, and the door of Song Jingruo's boudoir was pushed open with a squeak.

"You can rest well tonight, sleep peacefully, and maybe your grandmother will change her mind tomorrow morning." Erlang comforted Song Jingruo, his voice was extremely gentle.

If Song Jingruo is wrong, she is also his sister-in-law who grew up watching from a young age.

Song Jingruo's whole person is like a black tree that has been struck by lightning, its branches and leaves have fallen off, and there is no trace of life.

Li didn't pay attention to Erlang's words, Mu Mu glanced at Erlang, turned around and entered the house.

"You ......" Erlang chased after him worriedly, but the moment he raised his foot, Song Jingruo slammed the door shut.

Erlang landed his nose against the door, his nasal cavity ached, and the words he had just said swirled around his mouth and swallowed it raw.

Looking at the door frame in a daze, Erlang's throat slid down, and a round teardrop rolled down from his red eyes, which snapped down on the back of his cold hand hanging in the air, crystal clear.

With a long, mournful sigh, he turned away heavily.

He really didn't know what to say.

Song Jingruo leaned her back against the door frame, listened to the footsteps outside the door and gradually left, and suddenly the whole person was like a warrior who had taken off his armor, covered in injuries, dragging his tired and weak body, and moved towards the bed with difficulty, as if his soul had been sucked away by a goblin.

This will be the last night she has lived in the boudoir where she has lived for more than ten years, and when the morning dawns, this place will no longer belong to her.

The thought of living in that desolate countryside Zhuangzi and spending the rest of her life with those rough and unbearable rural savages, Song Jingruo was as uncomfortable as if every inch of her body had been pierced by a steel needle, and she was extremely tormented, and even her breathing was painful.

Why is Chunqing's slut safe, but she has to suffer such a catastrophe.

How can God be so unfair.

Song Jingruo's intimid and painful heart was impacted by tsunami-like jealousy, her whole face was gloomy and hideous, and under the moonlight, her pale face without a trace of blood looked more and more crazy.

The black shadow of the cat on the beam of the house looked at Song Jingruo's face like this, and the whole person was not good.

Sky!

Concubine Ru looks like a fairy, with a good demeanor, why does her second sister look like a gourd.

No wonder they didn't get married at the age of seventeen.

The thought that he was going to have a little physical relationship with such a woman, when he was going to be dashing and handsome, his heart was even heavier.

"Hey! For the sake of the great cause, this king can only sacrifice the hue. With a low sigh, he deftly turned over and fell to the ground.

In the quiet and sad room, a man's voice suddenly came, Song Jingruo was so frightened that she was covered in a cold sweat, and she was about to scream with "ah".

However, before the voice could reach her throat, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind her, covering her trembling mouth tightly.

Everything happened so suddenly, Song Jingruo was paralyzed with fright.

She couldn't even scream, and the whole person fell limply on the body of the person behind her.

Hey, what's wrong with this, why do you have to throw yourself into your arms when you see this king, you can't be a little reserved, and you can't be so anxious if you can't get married!

The black shadow lifted Song Jingruo, threw her on the bed, turned over himself, pressed Song Jingruo under him, and whispered in her ear, "Don't scream!" ”

Being suppressed by a strange man like this, Song Jingruo felt like she had been pierced by lightning, and she was ashamed and angry, and shivered several times in a row.

She had never had such intimate contact with a man, and his lips were always rubbing against her face.

Why is there a pair of big hands covered with the chest! I have to pinch and knead it, just like kneading a twisted flower.

With his eyes wide open, he stared at the man lying on top of him with horror, Song Jingruo wanted to push him away, but when he was struggling, he saw his face clearly, and suddenly his hand froze, and the whole person was like a stake.

"Second prince?" Unbelievably asked, shocked, even panic and shame forgotten.

"Well, isn't that a surprise?" The second prince took out a hand, lightly picked Song Jingruo's pointed chin, and said in a frivolous tone, "I heard that you will be sent to Zhuangzi in the countryside tomorrow?" And the other hand squeezed her chest.

A tingling sensation hit her heart, and Song Jingruo couldn't help but cry out to the baby.

Accustomed to listening to the delicate beauty panting, and listening to Song Jingruo's voice of Ying Ning, the second prince felt that he was even pinching a cow and it sounded better than this.

It's so torturous.

The tormented second prince decided to fight quickly, otherwise, he was really worried that he would not be able to stand up heroically in front of such a melon.

After making up his mind, the second prince didn't give Song Jingruo the slightest chance to react, and said, "Do you want to go to the remote and desolate countryside where jackals are often infested?" Oh yes, I heard that every house there is full of rats, it's like going to the door. ”

Jackal? Mouse?

Song Jingruo's body shrank suddenly, her face was pale with fright, she was covered in a cold sweat, she shook her head desperately, with tears in her eyes, "I don't want to go, I don't go, I don't go." ”

The second prince glanced at her with disdain, "As long as you are the woman of this king, who would dare to send you to that kind of place without the king's promise." ”

Saying that, the second prince did not ask for Song Jingruo's consent, and straightened up directly and drove straight in.

Before she could react to what was going on, the pain of being torn suddenly hit her whole body, Song Jingruo wanted to cry out heartbreakingly, but the second prince had already prepared to cover her mouth with the soft pillow next to her, and at most let her let out a low whine.

This night, the second prince has been fighting with the beautiful lady in his house for three hundred rounds, and at this time, Song Jingruo is just forcing his spirit to deal with it, and after only three or five twitches, he sprayed a warm liquid directly into Song Jingruo's body.

The whole process was quick and simple and rude, until the second prince turned over, sat at the round table and poured himself a cup of hot tea, and drank it leisurely, that Song Jingruo completely realized what the pain just now meant.

"Tomorrow you can sit in the carriage and leave, you don't have to do anything, this king promises, in less than three days you will be able to return here in peace." After drinking a cup of tea, the second prince didn't look at Song Jingruo, dropped a cold sentence without a trace of temperature, and turned to leave.

"Today's matter, you don't have to mention half a sentence to anyone, otherwise you ......" and at the door, the second prince paused and said coolly: "This king does not guarantee that you will come back alive." ”

There was a sticky and cold bone under his body, and the strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, which made Song Jingruo's stomach tumble violently.

Song Jingruo lay motionless on the bed, looking at the chrysanthemum-blue curtain in front of her head with dull and desperate eyes, a line of tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, but a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth. (To be continued.) )