572 Regret, Uncle Jiuhuang is not easy to mess with
Feng Qingchen's whole body was tense, and her body was much more sensitive than usual. When Uncle Nine Emperor's fingertips touched the sensitive wound, Feng Qingchen's whole body trembled, and she couldn't help but open her mouth...
Su Su's numb feeling started from her back and swept through her whole body, like an electric shock. Her body trembled slightly. Feng Qingchen just closed her mouth, swallowed the moans that reached her mouth, and complained: "Uncle Nine Emperors,
Don't mess around, I'm a casualty, a casualty!"
It wasn't that she was pretending to be squeamish, it was actually her body that couldn't withstand Jiuhuangshu's teasing. As long as Jiuhuangshu touched her lightly, her body couldn't help but weaken.
The heart is moved automatically!
"What are you thinking in your mind? I am not a beast like this." At this moment, Uncle Nine Emperor's face was also filled with gloom. In Feng Qingchen's eyes, he seemed to be "hungry"
, otherwise how could she repeatedly think that she has such thoughts?
Uncle Nine Emperors was unhappy and raised his hand to slap Feng Qingchen on the back. When he started, he thought that Feng Qingchen had an injury on his back, so he slapped the buttocks instead.
"Pah..." Uncle Nine Emperors became angry, and naturally he was merciless and slapped Feng Qingchen hard on the butt bone.
Pain is good!
Feng Qingchen was originally holding up his body to prevent his thigh from touching Aotai. Uncle Nine Emperors slapped Feng Qingchen down on the bed, and the injury on the inner thigh collided with Aotai.
"Ah...it hurts." Feng Qingchen was unprepared and almost bit her own tongue when it hurt.
What's going on?
Uncle Nine Emperors was startled when he heard that Feng Qingchen was not pretending. He thought that he had done something harsh. He stretched out his arms and held Feng Qingchen in his arms. He turned around and sat on the low platform, holding Feng Qingchen in his arms.
He turned over and held her in his arms, carefully avoiding the injuries behind him.
"You are so squeamish on this trip out of the city. How dare you embarrass me when I hit you?" Uncle Nine Emperors did not say a word of distress, but the movements of his hands revealed his true emotions.
Cut, boring.
Feng Qingchen had recovered from the pain and was thinking of something else, but her face immediately turned pale at this thought.
Her injury!
Ah! It was too late, Jiuhuangshu had already taken action and lifted up her clothes to take a look. However, she was wearing less clothes, which opened the door to convenience for Jiuhuangshu. Even if Feng Qingchen wanted to stop her, he did not have the ability.
don't want!
Feng Qingchen didn't dare to imagine how dark her face would be when Uncle Nine Emperors saw the injuries on her body. She covered her face with her hands, pretending that she couldn't see anything.
"Feng Qingchen, tell me what is going on?"
Sure enough, when Uncle Jiuhuang saw Feng Qingchen's bloody legs, not only did his face become gloomy, but his tone was also colder than ever before. The strength of holding Feng Qingchen increased, until Feng Qingchen was in pain, and Uncle Jiuhuang
Only then did he react and quickly let go of his hand.
"Feng Qingchen, tell me what's going on." Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't answer, Uncle Nine Emperors asked again, this time more severely, clearly telling Feng Qingchen not to fool him.
Feng Qingchen was about to cry but had no tears. She quietly opened her hand and saw the black-faced face of Uncle Nine Emperors through the fingers. She couldn't help but shudder. She rolled her eyes and immediately pretended to be weak:
"My injury hurts so much, Uncle Nine Emperors..." The last word "uncle" was not only pronounced in the third tone, but also dragged out for a long time, which was clearly meant to be coquettish.
If Uncle Nine Emperors usually turned a blind eye and saw Feng Qingchen showing weakness, he would have let her fool her, but that was not possible today.
"Feng Qingchen, please speak up. Let alone Nine Emperors Uncle, it is useless to call you Ten Emperors Uncle today. Tell me, what's the matter with your injury?"
Uncle Nine Emperors really wanted to beat Feng Qingchen to make her misbehave, but he couldn't find a place to start after looking for a long time. The beating hurt Feng Qingchen, and he felt heartbroken.
In his impression, the snow-white and slender legs were now filled with blood and yellow pus. Although they were not as ferocious as the injuries on the back, the injuries on the legs looked more serious, as if they had been injured by boiling oil.
His heart ached when he saw it.
"Woo..." Feng Qingchen pretended to be pitiful, and pulled the collar of Uncle Nine Emperors with his slender fingers, and said pitifully: "It's more important to deal with the injury, Uncle Nine Emperors, please help me first.
Can you put some medicine on the wound? Uncle Nine Emperors, I’m really in pain, I didn’t lie to you.”
"Didn't you lie to me? After waiting for so many days, you can still miss such a moment and a half. Besides, with your strength, it is not a problem to strangle me to death. Is it really as painful as you said?" How could Uncle Nine Emperors not feel sorry for Feng?
Qingchen, but this woman Feng Qingchen, if she didn’t teach her a lesson for three days, she would really go to bed and undo the tiles.
Pulling his coat hem, he treats it as flattering; tugging his sleeves, he treats it as fun; but what does it mean to tighten his collar now? Murdering his own husband?
Uh... Feng Qingchen was choked by Uncle Nine Emperors. She was obviously trying to please Uncle Nine Emperors, but why did she end up strangling him? Feng Qingchen quickly let go of her hand, and sure enough, Uncle Nine Emperors' collar was full of tatters.
, it looked like she had accidentally used too much force just now.
"This is an accident, what an accident." Feng Qingchen stepped forward and hooked his left hand around Jiuhuangshu's neck to prevent him from falling off, while his right hand smoothed the folds on Jiuhuangshu's clothes flatteringly.
Uncle Nine Emperors had a mysophobia. How could he bear the condition of his clothes being torn like this? Feng Qingchen thought that he was trying to please the wrong person, so he worked harder and harder until his whole body was almost pressed against Uncle Nine Emperors's body.
Uncle Jiuhuang pushed Feng Qingchen away at this time, and it didn't matter if he didn't push away. The beloved woman threw herself into his arms, her exquisite and graceful body pressed tightly against his body, she breathed into his ear, her little heart was gentle.
, if he is not affectionate, he is not a man, but is this the time when he is affectionate?
Uncle Jiuhuang decided that when Feng Qingchen recovered, he would give Feng Qingchen a lesson. It goes without saying how a man teaches a woman a lesson.
To keep Feng Qingchen from bed for three days, he wrote the character nine upside down.
Small theater (free):
After the clouds and rain, he gently pushed Jiujiu away and went to take a bath alone. When he came out with mist all over his body, he was as fresh as orchid. Jiujiu couldn't hold it back and stepped forward to push Jiujiu down and do it again.
Qingqing hurriedly got out of the way and rolled her eyes at Jiujiu angrily: "Don't come again, I have something very important to do."
Jiujiu glared at Feng Qingchen unhappily and said, "What is more important than me? After seeing Wang Jinling and Xiaobai, who do you care about again? Where do you rank me? I
The king is worse than a dead horse? Huh?"
Qing Qing's arrogance immediately dissipated, and he quickly stepped forward to pinch Jiujiu's back: "How can I? You will always be the first in my heart, and no one can replace you."
Jiujiu felt relieved, but pretended not to believe it, with an arrogant look on her face: "Since I am the first in your heart, just put aside any important matters of yours."
He lowered his head slightly and rested his chin on Jiujiu's shoulder: "One stick of incense, just give me the time it takes for one stick of incense, okay? I promise it will be quick. Soon, I will finish it when you come out of the shower."
Jiujiu was puzzled: "Why is something so important and can be done so quickly?"
"Can you not tell me?"
"No, you can't do it unless you say it." Jiujiu was very domineering and hugged Qing Qing's waist to prevent him from running away.
With a slightly aggrieved look on his face, he lowered his voice and pointed at his fingers: "Okay, I said it's not okay yet, that, that, I think... I think..."
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out. Jiujiu became depressed: "Does this king know how to eat people? If you don't tell me, then stop talking. I don't want to hear what you say anymore."
"Report to Uncle Nine Emperors, I want to comment." Qing Qing said quickly in a hurry.
"What? Read the comments? Read the comments again? You are not allowed to go. Doesn't it matter that I haven't commented yet? How many times have you said this? Just now when I had a good relationship with you, you were also absent-minded. Did you just think about this?
Have you gone? Feng Qingchen, please listen to me. I said no, no. Do you understand or not?" Jiujiu continued to fuss.
The little daughter-in-law continued softly: "Uncle Nine Emperors, don't be like this. Just let others go take a look and see what they say about us. Okay..."
"No..." The honey trap hasn't been used yet, so he doesn't want to let go so quickly, thank you!
He gently continued twisting and twisting until he took off his clothes and was thrown onto the bed by Jiujiu...
Jiujiu was satisfied and used the honey trap. Everything was easy to talk about, but she had to wait until he was full...
Qingqing: ...Have you seen that Qingqing has been working hard to read your messages, even resorting to honey traps? Why don't you leave a message?