"Huh? So you're not kidding, are you? Brother Dafeng, you really want to go...... Be careful, don't ...... "Elken actually ...... It was only at this time that I realized that Chagaman was not telling a story! He suddenly became incoherent and began to worry about Jing Changfeng.

"It's all right, brother! I'm in great health, you see! Jing Changfeng picked up a wine glass and pinched it gently, and the bronze wine glass shattered in his hand!

This situation, not only Chaheman and Erken were stunned, but even Jing Changfeng himself was stunned. He thought it would be good to squeeze the glass with his own strength, but he didn't know that he was extraordinary.

"Brother, you are so powerful! But even if you do, you have to be careful! It's not early, let's go, otherwise, Ayiguli should be angry. With that, he took Jing Changfeng's hand and walked out of the house, got on his horse, and headed towards Ayiguli's "Lutai".

The moonlight is like water. Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the leaves, leaving a blurry halo on the ground. If he hadn't gone to the meeting tonight, Jing Changfeng would still be on the grassland, with Erken, leisurely looking at the stars and listening to the chirping of grass insects.

On the way, Chaheman sighed incessantly, and this sigh could not be muffled even by the sound of the horse's hooves. Jing Changfeng was also uneasy, and as soon as he thought of Tong Lingji and Masami's faces, he was shattered by Chagaman's sigh.

Although the road was not far, the two of them walked for more than half an hour before they arrived.

"Hui'er-" The horse under Jing Changfeng's crotch neighed and stopped in front of Ayiguli's "Lutai".

The window of "Shikadai" reflects a pink light. Then the wooden door opened, and Ayiguli, dressed like a peacock—the people of this grassland tribe should have never seen a peacock—came out of the door.

"Brother! There you are! Come on! …… Why, Chagaman, you're here too, so come up together! Come on! The enthusiasm of the tone makes people feel numb.

"Venerable Ayiguli, I will not go up to Chagaman, I hope you can cherish my brother! Jing Changfeng, you go, remember my words. Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up. Alas! Chaheman finished admonishing Jing Changfeng, and shook his head and sighed.

"Remember, big brother. Rest assured! Jing Changfeng watched Chaheman ride away, and then turned around.

Ayiguli stood on top of her "deer platform", holding on to the railing, still looking in the direction Chagaman had left.

"That's it. Sure enough, this Ayiguli still has feelings for my eldest brother Chagaman. Jing Changfeng thought to himself, "Since he has feelings, why do you have to force him to take out the heirloom of the tiger skin in his family?" Can't you just open the net? ”

While thinking, I slowly climbed up the ladder.

"Brother, you're finally here, let the family wait!" Ayiguli hurriedly stepped forward, took Jing Changfeng's hand, and pasted her soft body on the hard flesh of Jing Changfeng's body.

"Don't ......" Jing Changfeng spat out a word and didn't say any more. When he lived in the capital, he heard his friends talk about it, the famous Phoenix Tower in the capital, Lixiangyuan or something, there are many, many girls in it, but whenever he sees a man coming, he will use this way to pull people in, and he will lose his soul overnight, which makes people exhausted.

"If it weren't for my father's strict management back then, I might have sold it." Jing Changfeng thought, "I didn't expect that there would be such a place in this foreign land thousands of miles away. ”

"Come on! Brother, do you think I'm ugly? Looking unhappy? Ayiguli sneered, looking at him with a pair of flickering eyes.

"Where...... Venerable Ayiguli, you are so beautiful! Jing Changfeng's words are not sycophants.

"Brother, tonight, let's talk, don't call me 'honorable', okay? Just call me 'Guli'! Ayiguli gently patted Jing Changfeng's shoulder.

A gust of fragrant wind wafted past his ears, and Jing Changfeng's head suddenly became bigger.

"No...... Venerable Ayiguli, I ...... How dare I call it that, don't dare, don't dare. "Kyocho is dressed with garlic.

"Hmm~ Don't! Well, shall I give you a dance? Ayiguli asked with a smile as her eyes rolled her eyes.

"Good...... All right! ”

Jing Changfeng thought to himself: "No, you can still dance?" Well, then I'll appreciate it. Anyway, since you are here, the preparations for dedication are ready, are you afraid that you won't be able to dance? ”

Ayiguli took Jing Changfeng's hand, sat down on the brocade mattress, and then left the big chua

G, began to slowly untie his own clothes.

Jing Changfeng's heart began to pound. He knew that the time had finally come, and from now on, he had begun to enter the real battle!

Jing Changfeng deliberately raised his gaze and began to pretend to be careless at the decorations in the terrace.

This is a roe deer skin, its coat color has lost its luster, it must have been a long time; This deerskin, with its yellow-white coat of distinct color, should have been not long ago; This one is a leopard skin, with clear lines and good leather......

"You don't even look at me! Hum! Ayiguli suddenly stomped her foot, startling Jing Changfeng.

"Huh? What's wrong? "Jing Changfeng borrowed garlic.

"I ask you, am I ugly?" Ayiguli asked with a glare.

"Where, it's beautiful, it's beautiful." Jing Changfeng said perfunctorily. He didn't dare to look at Ayiguli now, because she wasn't wearing anything at all.

"Then why don't you look at me! Look at me! Look here! You! Ayiguli gestured again and again, but Jing Changfeng's gaze always hit the animal skin behind Ayiguli.

Ayiguli had no choice but to step forward, pull his ears with both hands, and put his face in front of her: "I want you to look here!" Don't turn your head! ”

Jing Changfeng's face turned red. He only felt that there were thousands of ants crawling in the veins of his body.

"Haha, you're shy!" Ayiguli said, and began to put on a skirt as thin as a cicada's wings.

At this time, her dance officially began.

Looking at the figure of Ayiguli shaking in front of him, Jing Changfeng thought to himself: "This is not good, she hasn't started to get into the main topic yet, I'm so unbearable, when she finishes dancing, won't my Jing Changfeng explode?" No, no, no...... We have to find a way to do it...... Usaman! ”

And it worked! As soon as he thought of Usaman, he thought of Milisa; When he thought of Milisa, he remembered the tragic situation of Milisa lying in his arms before she died, bleeding from her seven orifices......

Jing Changfeng's body was covered with beast blood, and it gradually cooled a little. He didn't feel boiling, but felt that the woman in front of him, this Ayiguli, began to become ugly little by little.