Chapter 198: Mosquito Punishment

Ning Yan wanted to say something to defend herself, but Ruo Chen had already slapped her hard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ning Yan first flinched a little, only blindly dodging, and seeing Zichen and the three of them standing by, he became bold and began to resist.

Ning Yan is several years older than Ruo Tan, and if he resists Ruo Tan a little, he will be at a disadvantage.

The next scene can be described as "defeated like a mountain" to describe Ruochen's decline, if it weren't for Zichen and others, Ning Yan would have torn Ruochen by hand a long time ago.

She looked at Ruo Chen, who was pushed to the ground by her palm, and said disdainfully: "I can't do it!"

Amber called out in distress, "Miss!" stepped forward to help her up, stared at Ning Yan with hatred, rolled up her sleeves and said, "Slave maid will clean up that slut for you!"

Ning Yan was scared in her heart, although Amber was also a few years younger than her, but after all, she grew up doing heavy farm work since she was a child, and she had two strengths in her hands, isn't beating her like beating a lost dog?

Zichen stopped Amber and said, "Your young lady wants to be addicted, how can she ask you to replace her?"

Amber said secretly, of course she understood, but Miss couldn't beat Ning Yan, a dead slut.

But seeing that Zichen had no warning, he grabbed Ning Yan's hair without saying a word and dragged him into the woods on the side of the road.

If the three of them see that their eyes are straight, this, what rhythm?

Amber scolded unhappily in her heart: "If you said that the two of you would not interfere, you secretly dragged the smoke slut to the woods to repair it.

Chief Wei stood by the carriage, and Ruochen and Amber curiously followed behind Zichen to see what was going on.

Ning Yan was pulled into braids, and naturally she was so painful that she was ecstatic, and she howled miserably all the way: "Zichen! You actually beat a girl!"

Zichen said lightly: "Everyone shouts and beats a scheming like you." ”

Entering the woods, Zichen threw the condensation smoke to the ground.

Ning Yan got up and wanted to run for her life, but Zichen flicked her silver whip and rolled her back.

Ning Yan was so frightened that his facial features shifted, and he kowtowed to Zichen like garlic and begged: "Cousin, spare me!"

Zichen said coldly: "Who is your cousin?" After that, he picked up a rattan, tied the condensing smoke to a tree, and said to Ruochen: "My sister can do whatever she wants." ”

Ning Yan was so frightened that his facial expression was unbearable, and he begged: "Chen'er, good Chen'er, let my sister go, I will never frame you again!"

Ruo Chen sneered: "Even if the dog changes the ****, you can't change your vicious nature!"

Amber found two thick wooden sticks, stuffed one into Ruochen, rubbed her fists, and said eagerly: "Miss, do it!"

Ruo Tan threw the wooden stick on the ground and said with a wicked smile: "It's good to play something new." ”

Amber excitedly said, "How do you play?"

Ruo Chen said: "First take off the coat of Ning Yan, and then smear all the rouge gouache that Granny Zhu gave you on her." ”

Amber wondered, "What's the use of that?"

Ruo Chen winked at her slyly and said, "If you are told to do it, you can do it." ”

Amber listened, and went to pick up Ningyan's clothes suspiciously.

Zichen hurriedly turned his back and went, Ruo Tan was amused, and said, "You are waiting for us outside." ”

Zichen hummed, walked out of the woods, and sat in the carriage with Chief Wei.

Manager Wei asked, "What is Miss doing?"

Zichen curled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "What else can she do, but she just wants to think about the whole person." ”

Manager Wei laughed and said, "Miss Yan is guilty!"

In the woods, Amber smeared rouge gouache on Ning Yan's body, and secretly said unwillingly, at most, this would make Ning Yan's slut ugly, but Ning Yan was shameless and bottomless, and he could even do things in Yehe, how could he not afford to lose this ugliness?

The more Amber thought about it, the more angry she became, and when she smeared a handful of rouge gouache, she slammed the smoke fiercely, and the smoke screamed miserably.

Ruochen sat on a tree branch, dangling his legs and looking up at the moon.

When Rouge smeared most of the condensation smoke, a miracle finally happened, the mosquitoes lurking in the woods as big as a wasp buzzed from all directions, circling around the condensation, and some simply landed on her bare skin, greedily sucking blood, itching and pain, but the condensation smoke was tied to the tree on all fours, scratching and scratching, and could only wail and scream uncomfortably.

Amber looked up in surprise and exclaimed, "Miss!"

Ruochen jumped off the tree and said to Amber: "The mosquitoes in autumn are the most poisonous, and they have the same attribute as this slut, so I thought of such a way to fight poison with poison." So saying, he walked out of the woods.

Amber followed behind and activated the 100,000 why, asking, "Why did the mosquitoes fly over after the rouge gouache?"

Ruo said: "These rouge gouaches are added with nectar and sugar, so that they can smell fragrant and feel delicate when rubbed on the face."

And mosquitoes love sweet scents - haven't you ever seen a watermelon rind that mosquitoes bite and haven't eaten clean in the summer?

Therefore, those autumn mosquitoes will swarm when they smell the fragrance of fat powder, and I will ask you to take off the coat of smoke, which is convenient for mosquitoes to have a meal. ”

Amber clapped her hands and smiled, "Miss's method is wonderful!"

Ning Yan saw that the two of them were about to get out of the woods, and they were about to explode, writhing and struggling in vain, and shouted miserably: "Chen'er, please let me go!"

Ruo Tan didn't reply sarcastically: "Unless I was kicked in the head by a donkey, how could I let you go, a femme fatale?"

The master and servant went out of the woods, and rode away in a carriage.

After the meal, a gorgeous carriage drove from the direction of the Yudai River, followed by a group of remnants of the defeated army.

On the carriage sat the evil young Wang Yi, he changed into a new set of clothes he carried with him, he had long lost his previous embarrassed appearance, his back was against the wall of the car, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

A personal evil slave beside him cautiously asked, "Prince, we just let that Fang Ruochen go?"

Wang Yi kicked the evil slave, glared at him, and said with a full of anger: "Otherwise, what else? Could it be that if I tried to molest Fang Ruo, she repaired it, and asked my parents to stand up for me?

The evil slave patted the horse's leg on the horse's leg, cowered in the corner of the carriage and rubbed the pain of the kick, not daring to make a sound.

The master and servant were silent when they heard a woman's cry for help nearby.

Wang Yi suddenly had an obscene smile on her face: "Whose girl is this, it is called like this in the middle of the night, my son will go and take a look, and appease and appease others." ”

The slave driving outside the car heard it, drove the car to the edge of the woods, stopped the carriage, Wang Yi jumped out of the car, and couldn't wait to drill into the woods, and several evil slaves hurriedly followed.

When they arrived at the woods, everyone saw Ning Yan in a big red belly pocket tied to a tree, shouting and twisting his body.

The moonlight in the woods was hazy, just enough to hide Ning Yan's swollen face that had been beaten by Ruo Tan yesterday, and her skin was as white as frost and snow in the night.

Wang Yi is a perverted dog, if he spoils his good deeds tonight, he has nowhere to vent, and now he sees the half-naked smoke, which naturally provokes his ****.

Ning Yan was begging to survive and death, when he suddenly saw someone coming, he was so excited that he got carried away, and shouted in a voice that was unbearable to hear: "Childe save me!"

Wang Yi walked up to her, smiled lewdly and put her hand into her belly pocket and kneaded: "It's not difficult for this son to save you, what do you want to thank this son?" (To be continued.) )