After a long time, until Xiaoxiao stopped crying, he walked over and took a look at her clothes that were too torn to cover her body. He slowly took off the robe and covered her body with slow movements.
"Let's go."
The voice was soft and low, as if coming from the distant sky.
"Who are you?" She looked at him with confused eyes.
"...Zifei."
Zifei...
It turned out that the person who saved her was named Zifei.
Xiaoxiao grabbed the clothes on her body, took a deep breath, supported the wall, and stood up. Suddenly, her feet gave way and she fell in his direction.
He stepped back lightly, and Xiaoxiao fell directly to the ground.
Hearing her cries of pain, he remained expressionless and had no idea what it meant to be compassionate.
Xiaoxiao put her hands on the ground and her breathing became a little heavy. It was as if there was a hot flame in her body, burning from the bottom of her heart. In an instant, her whole body was on fire.
She shook her head and tried hard to stay awake, but it was in vain. Her consciousness was eroded little by little, and her eyes turned into a field of white flowers. The fire was getting stronger and stronger, and it was also accompanied by a certain emptiness...
She stood up weakly, her cheeks as red as if she was drunk, and her eyes looking at him were covered with a seductive crimson color.
With just one glance, Duan Zifei noticed something strange about her. He stepped forward and pinched her wrist, put it to her ear, and listened attentively.
Slowly, he put down her hand. Xiaoxiao leaned on him, looking at him with obsessed eyes and greed, and her little hands kept wandering around his chest.
"I..." She didn't know what she wanted. She only knew that there was a desire that was like a poisonous snake, occupying all her nerves.
He lowered his head, even though the beauty was in his arms, his expression was still extremely light, and his eyes like dry springs looked at her quietly.
"The poison you have been poisoned has no cure."
Xiaoxiao couldn't hear what he was saying at all, let alone whether it was poisonous or not. Now, she just wanted to stick to this man, and she twisted her body subconsciously.
The friction between the fabric made her squeak dissatisfied, and then she took off her robe without caring and stood naked in front of him. Her eyes were as charming as silk, seductive, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with two flowers.
Hongyun's little mouth was slightly open, and the pear dimples around her mouth seemed to appear.
Duan Zifei waved his hand, and Xiaoxiao was pushed aside by him. She staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground again. It felt like her body was being eaten by thousands of ants, but she didn't know what to do, and the torture made her almost collapse.
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"Ugh..." Xiaoxiao cried uncomfortably, and crawled to the corner with her whole body trembling, her hot skin pressed tightly against the cold wall. The more helpless she became, the sadder she cried, "I... feel so uncomfortable...
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He glanced at her and walked over slowly, his eyes still not causing any disturbance. After standing for a moment, he suddenly wrapped her in his shabby robe, picked her up by the waist, and quickly performed Qing Kung Fu.
Yufeng Pavilion.
The largest tavern in the city.
All handsome men were walking among the guests with light steps, twisting their slender and enchanting bodies, with charming smiles on their faces.
Duan Zifei walked in with Xiaoxiao in his arms, and Gui Nu immediately came forward to greet him, "This young master, you..."
A piece of silver was thrown to him.
"I want the poorest waiter here."
The turtle slave weighed the money in his hand, "Uh, yes, yes." He shook his head doubtfully and went back to arrange for the waiter to pick up the guests. There really are people with all kinds of tastes. He has been here for several years, and everyone is competing for it.
A red card? He has never seen such a direct order of business, which is the worst way to pick up a customer.