Chapter Eighty-Six: Ximen Qingzhen Deserves to Die [Seeking to Follow]
Flame Spirit Ji is a goblin who can't pay for her life, but her changes are too great, so she can't find her position accurately. But in Zheng Ze's heart, he has never equated the word "Anfen" with her.
Right now, looking at her eyes that seemed to be full of affection, Zheng Ze felt in his heart, "You...... What do you want to do? β
With a playful smile, Flame Spirit Ji saw Zheng Ze's slightly rolling throat, "Repay you in a different way, don't you want to?" β
Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows, a different way? How? Is that the way I want it to be?
There were thousands of thoughts in his heart, but his face was silent, "Don't mess around, I'm still hurt!" β
As he spoke, he noticed that Flame Spirit Ji used her slender and agile fingers to gently slide her chest, and her upper body leaned forward, causing a turbulent arc to appear in front of him without reservation.
"A small injury won't stop us from doing things later. Moreover, I will be careful not to touch your wounds. β
Zheng Ze leaned back slightly, and she leaned forward slowly, with an aggressive look.
Seeing her more and more seductive, Zheng Ze began to think back to everything that had happened recently in his mind, and it stands to reason that she should not be like this.
At least he didn't think he was enough to make her so eager to give himself. Between him and Flame Spirit Ji, he has always been in the process of swapping the identities of hunter and prey, and whenever someone feels that they are in a position of control, they have often been handled.
For the scene at this moment, Zheng Ze felt that he was a little inadequately prepared.
"What are you doing?" Zheng Ze asked.
Flame Lingji's smile was seductive, adding a bit of irresistible charm to her already beautiful face.
Seeing Zheng Ze's appearance that was about to be unable to resist the temptation, her smile became more and more beautiful, she put her face to his ear, exhaled a burning breath, and said softly: "Of course, do what you want!" β
In the face of her teasing, Zheng Ze turned his head away, although he felt a little dizzy because of blood loss, he still sensed that things would not be so simple.
really started to move, or Flame Spirit Ji occupied the absolute initiative, because the current Zheng Ze did not have the strength above.
Her teasing has begun to be undisguised, and Zheng Ze chooses to lie down.
Stretching out the hand that was still intact, he gently wrapped around the slender and extremely elastic willow waist, so that this hot and soft delicate body was tightly attached to him.
The action is extremely domineering, and the words are also very direct, "Then come on!" β
He admits that such temptations are a little uncontrollable. So he chose to end the meaningless pulling quickly, otherwise he would be more passive later.
In the face of his sudden move, a hint of discoloration flashed on Flame Spirit Ji's good-looking face, but he didn't resist, he did it a long time ago.
Feeling that the other party couldn't bear the "torture", he threw out his hole cards directly, and Flame Lingji understood that he had finally grasped the root of the problem.
I may not understand the general trend of the world and the game of the court, but I still can't understand him? Since you can't hold the problem, it's better to just hold the person who caused the problem!
With a smile on her pretty face, not only did she not resist, but she even leaned her weight on Zheng Ze, and the scorching atmosphere became more and more intense.
"But...... You have to answer my question first! Flame Spirit Ji said with a smile.
Listening to the soft voice full of temptation, Zheng Ze felt that things were not simple.
But he said, "Just ask." β
As he spoke, his palms began to press against her waist, feeling her soft and elastic willow waist through his clothes.
Hearing this, Flame Spirit Ji's eyes flashed, and she didn't think much about it and asked directly, "You already knew that they would come to arrest me?" β
Her question made Zheng Ze regain a trace of clarity, and his hand squeezed lightly, and he said while thinking about the painful memories he had experienced in his two lives: "It's just some speculation, not sure." β
"Then why did Han Fei and that old man help you?" Flame Spirit Ji continued to ask.
None of the people who appeared tonight had a simple identity.
Recalling in his mind that after the bloody clothes chose to retire from the army, Han Fei said to himself, "It's really not easy for you to help!" Zheng Ze shook his head, "The three of them appeared for different reasons, but their positions are the same." β
Han Yu and Zhang Kaidi were both called by Han Fei, this is the favor that Zheng Ze needs him to return.
He was not surprised at all that this Korean minister was actually related to Confucianism. Although they had never crossed paths before, he guessed that the other party should have received news from Confucianism.
It's not that he Zheng Ze is important enough to let this Han Xiang rush to the rescue as soon as he hears that there is danger, it's just that the bloody clothes are waiting to send troops to appear directly in Xinzheng, which is suspected of trespassing, and as a civilian official, he naturally will not let the generals behave like this.
As for Han Yu, Zheng Ze hadn't actually considered him before, he would come here, and he specially transferred the guards, maybe to express his dissatisfaction with Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei's reckless behavior, or was he really eager to recruit talents, and he didn't hide his strength to attract talents like himself?
Zheng Ze always felt that these explanations were still a bit far-fetched, and there seemed to be some things in them that he hadn't figured out.
Like the Crow, he sensed that the other party knew something, and that was why he was in the night and repeatedly ignored him.
Flame Spirit Ji listened to him talk eloquently, but she didn't expect there to be so many ways in this.
The blue eyes looked at Zheng Ze who was explaining to himself seriously, and felt that he had infinite charm waiting to be discovered by himself.
Zheng Ze said, finding that her eyes were looking at her without blinking, and her hand, which had been moving slowly, paused, "Why don't you speak?" β
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Xinzheng, South Korea, the faΓ§ade is not bad.
The old man who guarded the door of the house came back from the thatched house and found that the light in the study was still on.
"When did the little master become so diligent in his studies? Didn't you forget to blow out the lights? The gray-haired old man frowned and muttered, and walked towards the study.
When he opened the door, he saw the little master of his house sitting in front of the desk, holding a book in his hand, as if he was reading it forgetfully.
The old man was a little surprised, his wrinkled face couldn't help but show a relieved expression, looking at the young man who seemed to be disturbed by his sudden opening, he hurriedly confessed, "I thought that the light in the study forgot to blow it, disturbing the little master, the old slave should die!" β
The young scholar stood up straight, frowning and looking at the dead old man with an impatient face, "Knowing that I'm studying, why don't you get out of here?" β
"Good, good!" The old man didn't mind the young man's tone, he was very relieved at the moment, and was just about to close the door, when he suddenly remembered something, "The little master should also pay attention to his body, the goods that the master put at home found that one was missing today, and the little master should look at it tomorrow." β
Hearing this, the young man became more and more impatient, "I know, I know, don't bother me to read the book of sages!" β
"Yes, yes, yes!" The old man smiled and hurriedly apologized, closed the door and retreated.
Walking into the court, he looked at the moon in the sky with a gratifying face, and sighed in his heart that the little master who used to be lazy now finally knew how to improve. Madam, if you can see it in the spirit of heaven, the old slave has lived up to your expectations!
And in the room behind him, behind the young man holding the book, there was a thin paper book, and the book on the outside was only a cover.
Looking at the text on it, he couldn't help but curse in his mouth, "This Ximenqing, it's really damned!" β
At the same time, he observed that there was no movement outside, and left his left hand free, reaching to his waist to untie his trouser belt, and he wanted to reward himself well tonight!