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077: water play

Nangong Lie's cold voice struck towards Zhenliang like a blade of ice, too serious to resist and too domineering to refuse, "Go back with me!"

Zhenliang tried hard to break free of his arm, but couldn't.

Just like a person who has been hungry for several days sees a large plate of delicious food and is about to start eating, but his hands and feet are suddenly restrained. The feeling of hunger and intolerance will only become more intense in the anxiety of not being able to see it.

"Let go! Let go!" The stream of water he longed for was just half a step away. Zhenliang no longer cared about the so-called etiquette, let alone remembering his noble status, and shouted out the words in anger and urgency.

The gurgling clear stream, to her at this moment, was like a person on the verge of death seeing a glimpse of life, and she naturally hated anyone who interfered with it.

Nangong Lie neither let go nor talked nonsense. He just pulled her with a gloomy handsome face and strode towards the location of the carriage.

Zhenliang tried her best to refuse to move forward, but no matter what posture she put on, she was eventually dragged by Nangong Lie to a place she didn't want to go.

Involuntarily, Zhenliang thought of the dream she had had yesterday. In the dream, Nangong Lie led her into the palace with a red silk ribbon, but in reality, Nangong Lie personally led her into the palace with his hands.

Although this scene is different, the meaning is similar. I really hope that the dream can come true in another way.

Whether it is the Third Master or other narrow-minded people, can they suddenly appear and save her from Nangong Lie's hands?

That is of course absolutely impossible.

Seeing that the stream was getting further and further away from him, Zhenliang was very anxious. Without thinking much, he angrily rushed towards Nangong Lie's arm and bit it down hard.

In fact, Zhenliang didn't have the habit of biting people's flesh when she was angry. This time she was really tortured by the itching and went crazy, almost losing her only sense. Anyone who didn't let her realize her wish, she would fight against him hysterically. , the force of the lower mouth is really fierce and cruel, leaving no room for mercy.

Nangong Lie obviously did not expect that the woman beside him would suddenly transform into a vicious dog. For a moment, his body stiffened and tightened in pain, but he did not compromise. Instead of relaxing, his grip on her tightened.

Fortunately, the clothes Nangong Lie was wearing were not thin, so the cold did not bite his flesh severely.

It wasn't until his teeth felt a little sore and he raised his eyes that he accidentally met Nangong Lie's eyes that seemed to be filled with murderous intent. Then Zhenliang slowly let go.

This biting venting not only did not relieve the itching on her body, but made her eyes sore and uncomfortable. The cold eyes shining from the emotionless phoenix eyes she faced, she realized that there was something there It seems to be mixed with endless disgust.

For a moment, Zhenliang's eyes were filled with mixed feelings, and she shed a lot of tears.

Thinking that she has lived in modern times for more than 20 years, she has never bitten anyone in her memory. Nangong Lie was obviously the first one.

Zhenliang didn't know if this was the first time in Nangong Lie's life that he had been bitten, so after realizing that she had bitten him hard, he felt a little fear in his heart. After all, Nangong Lie was not an ordinary man, but an unstoppable man. The king of a country who offends easily can make her head fall to the ground with just one word.

Therefore, Zhenliang couldn't tell at all why she was crying. It seemed that there were various reasons, and there seemed to be none. She just felt sad for no reason.

Nangong Lie considers himself a ruthless person, and he is even more ruthless towards women. However, when he looked at Zhenliang's two crystal tears pouring down, and slowly moistened the big red scarf, he felt a strong heart.

He actually softened uncontrollably.

His heart softened, and his hand loosened involuntarily.

Zhenliang knew that she was no match for Nangong Lie in terms of physical strength. Even if his arm had been loosened, she could not guarantee whether he would catch her again in the next moment.

She believed that the main reason why Nangong Lie was so indiscriminate and ruthless to her was that he didn't know what was happening to her.

So, after she gently retracted her arms, she immediately pushed up her sleeves, sobbing and weakly explaining, "Your Majesty, look."

When Nangong Lie relaxed her big hand, Zhenliang's tears stopped overflowing instantly, so at this moment, she was pretending to cry relying on the tears that had not yet finished falling from her eyes.

She didn't know if the guard had time to tell Nangong Lie that she was bitten by a poisonous insect. However, she believed that even if Nangong Lie didn't know the situation, he would know it now when he saw the striking red spots on her arms.

Probably, if he was curious, he might even ask her.

She wanted him to know that she was not running away without knowing what she could do, nor was she acting willfully, but that she really had extenuating circumstances, and her numerous red rashes were in urgent need of cold water to soothe her.

Two snow-tender lotus arms were naked and white in front of Nangong Lie's eyes. They were covered with densely packed bright red rashes. The shocking sight was extremely shocking.

Just like the smooth and clear white jade crystal tofu being invaded and eaten by red ants, it is both a pity and hateful.

What Nangong Lie found most hateful was that the owner of the lotus arm ignored the restraint and shyness that a girl's family should have, and carelessly exposed her private parts to others, without the dignity or self-consciousness of a daughter's family.

Nangong Lie looked at Zhenliang's arm with an expressionless face, as if he was indifferent to her pain and itching, and he was indifferent. However, his tall body was stretched straight unconsciously, and the lotus-rooted arm in front of him was instantly blurred in his bright sight.

, there seemed to be large areas of blood whizzing past.

Zhenliang had already expected Nangong Lie's indifference, but she also believed that he would understand her situation better than before and would not stop her from approaching the stream.

So, Zhenliang ran towards the stream with confidence, and successfully jumped into the stream regardless of risk.

If she hadn't taken Ju Chenguang's "Itchy Day and Night", and now she was standing by an unfamiliar stream, she would have hesitated, thinking about whether the stream was very deep, and whether she would be hurt if she jumped in.

Danger and the like.

But at this moment, the effects of the medicine had tortured her to the point where she could no longer care about her life, and just wanted to enjoy the cold pleasure.

The moment Zhenliang suddenly jumped into the stream, Nangong Lie stepped to catch up like a reflex and stretched out his long arm to try to prevent her from entering the water. However, after realizing that the stream was not deep, he quickly retracted his arm.

Standing by the stream with a straight face, her cool lips pursed into a straight line.

Sure enough, the cold stream water could relieve the itching all over her body. It was so cool and comfortable that she took a long breath of hot breath. Then, she simply soaked her still naked arms into the stream one by one.

It was the time of late autumn and early winter, and the stream was obviously bone-chilling, but Zhenliang, who was tortured by the bone-gnawing itching, had long lost the judgment of cold and heat. Not only did he find the stream lovely and comfortable, but he even unknowingly moved his whole body.

Submerged in water.

When Zhenliang stood up again, the stream water had completely soaked into the wedding dress. The originally festive red dress no longer had the original delicate charm, and it all clung to her body in a disgraceful way, as if it had lost its original aura and spirit. vitality.

However, the really cool and beautiful figure stands out in the bright sunlight. It has a seductive charm that wants to be concealed but is still shy. It should be convex and curved. Every arc or curve has charm that makes men's blood rush.

Indeed, if one could forget or ignore her ugly face under the red scarf, there would be few men in the world who would be able to see this without wavering in lust.

When Nangong Lie's deep eyes uncontrollably stuck on Zhenliang's body, not far away, suddenly there were three or four men shouting, "Your Majesty - Your Majesty -"

Nangong Lie followed the sound, and his subordinates who had gathered together appeared behind the grass. These subordinates were all loyal to him, and they were worried that he would be in danger when he came alone to find Concubine Liang. There was a look on his face. Rushing in with worry and anxiety.

In this wilderness, except for Zhenliang, all the others are strong-blooded men. The few subordinates who follow Nangong Lie have one thing in common. Because of their loyalty to their duties, they often have no chance to interact with women.

Nangong Lie quickly withdrew his eyes and once again fell on Zhenliang, who was in disheveled clothes. The more he looked at her, the more he felt that this woman was disgusting and an eyesore.

This is a restless woman, even with an extremely ugly face, she never forgets to use her excellent figure to seduce men. Look at her naked body at this moment, she is like a reincarnation of a vixen.

As the footsteps of those subordinates got closer and closer, Nangong Lie's heart sank again and again, and his handsome face turned dark. If this woman's voluptuous figure was exposed to his subordinates who were like wolves and tigers, After that, if it took root and sprouted in their hearts, where would he put his face as an emperor?

Yuchi Zhenliang is his woman, and he doesn't want his woman to become the object of other men's fantasies, even if those men are his trusted subordinates and have made great contributions to him.

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