"Jiu..." Jiuer opened his eyes wide and subconsciously tightened his grip on Zhan Qingcheng's clothes.
The aura of Uncle Nine Emperors completely enveloped her, and there was a warm temperature in the coldness, just like the vast sea completely submerged her.
But she could breathe freely in the sea water, and even swim comfortably.
The hands that grabbed his clothes were resisting subconsciously at first, but in the end, they actively pulled him closer to her.
Feng Jiuer closed her eyes, and her body became even softer, as if she had no bones.
She can't escape, she can't escape the tyranny of the Nine Emperors Uncle, she can't escape the Nine Emperors Uncle's tenderness - well, for anyone, a little pampering is not gentle, but for the Nine Emperors Uncle who has always been tough.
Say, this is really a unique little softness.
The Nine Emperors Uncle is even more beautiful than a woman, but he has a strong body and looks like a wolf on the battlefield.
And this wolf has given him the greatest tenderness in his entire life... He will leave tomorrow. At this moment, he suddenly wants to dedicate everything he has to the Nine Emperors Uncle.
After a few months apart, maybe even longer, she would definitely miss him desperately.
In the past six months, even though she seemed to have lived a casual life on the surface, in the dead of night, when she was alone, her thoughts would be like a poisonous insect, making all the cells in her body twitch with pain.
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She would miss Jiuhuangshu so much... Jiu'er's hand, unknowingly, penetrated step by step along the lapel of Jiuhuangshu's clothes.
The strong chest exudes the warmth that can scald someone, but this Nine Emperors Uncle has boundless charm.
She really likes this chest, really likes the feeling of touching his muscle texture, really likes... "Girl, wake up."
The man's voice was a bit hoarse, with an obvious air of depression.
But compared to the muteness just now, it was a little more clear and calm.
Feng Jiuer murmured, staring at his clearly blushing face: "Uncle Nine Emperors..." The cat-like voice expressed a trace of dissatisfaction, as if protesting his sudden stop.
Is this...a voice of dissatisfaction?
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Zhan Qingcheng would definitely satisfy her completely, no matter what she asked for.
But now... "I heard that Lan Yue from the No. 1 Village in the World is here to find you."
"uncle?"
Feng Jiuer blinked again, and now she finally regained a little bit of sanity.
The atmosphere in the room was not right! She turned around suddenly and saw when did Xue Gu and Qiao Mu appear in the room?
"Where's uncle?"
Didn't you say that uncle is coming to see her?
Qiao Mu coughed lightly, his face turned red, but he didn't dare to look up.
After all, she accidentally saw the Ninth Prince's dangerous gaze just now and immediately forced her back, without even taking a closer look! What a pity, she should have taken a serious look. After all, Ninth Prince looked like this at the moment.
He looks so monstrous that you may never see him again in your lifetime.
What a pity! What a pity! I obviously want to see him going crazy, but he just doesn’t dare to look at him! The disheveled Ninth Prince is so charming that he’s worth his life, so why don’t he dare to look at him again?
Ahhhh! I want to see it so much! Although Xue Gu is a little hot-tempered, she is still quite calm after all.
"Mr. Lanyue is waiting in the side hall. Master, do you want to see him?"
"certainly!"
It was rare for her uncle to come to see her, so how could he not see her?
Besides, she was leaving tonight, and even if her uncle didn't come to see her, she had to go see her and her grandfather.
When she thought about it, Feng Jiuer became a little anxious again.
Her uncle's injuries are almost healed, so after she leaves the imperial city, will her uncle prepare to assassinate Emperor Qiwen again?
But such an assassination really has no meaning. The person behind it has not been found out, and it is useless to assassinate Emperor Qiwen! But my uncle already hates Emperor Qiwen to the bone. If she just walks away, my uncle will do it with his back legs.
Assassination, what to do?
If the matter is revealed, both uncle and grandfather will be in danger. How can she feel at ease if she leaves like this?
"Then young master, shouldn't we make some preparations first?"
Qiao Mu had carefully retreated out of the door, and only Xue Gu could calmly remind this girl.
Feng Jiuer nodded, "I understand, I'll be ready to go there right now."
Xue Gu nodded and finally turned around and left.
In a blink of an eye, only Jiu'er and Zhan Qingcheng were left in the room.
But why did Qiao Mu and Xue Gu's expressions look more and more strange just now, as if she had done something extraordinary?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I want to see..." As soon as she turned around, Feng Jiuer discovered something. The next second, she was completely shocked! The disheveled appearance of Uncle Nine Emperors almost made her go crazy! But,
Now is not the time for nymphomaniacs, the question is... why is Uncle Nine Emperors disheveled?
He has opened his chest widely, and his chest is faintly visible, but this is not the key. The most important thing is, what are her hands doing?
Why did she put her hand into the lapel of Uncle Nine Emperors' clothes, even press it on his chest, and her fingers even touched... "Ah..." The terrifying scream frightened the mute slave who came over with warm water.
He was stunned for a moment, and immediately quickened his pace to see what happened to Jiu'er.
Before he could get close to the door, Qiao Mu stopped him.
"Jiu'er is fine, it's just...just...maybe he found out that he did something extraordinary."
The mute slave opened his eyes wide, not knowing why.
Qiao Mu had lost the ability to formulate words, and all he could think about was the image of the Ninth Prince having his clothes taken off and being violated.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my legs were so weak that I couldn't even stand.
She also really wanted to take off the Ninth Prince's clothes, press him on the bed, and do all the obscene things she could... God! This was not what she really thought deep down in her heart. She definitely did not have such dirty thoughts!
Prince Jiu is so holy that he will never allow others to violate him like this! He can't even think about it! Is it really okay for Jiu'er to bully others like this?
She really wants to bully her, ah ah ah, I really want to think about it so much! I really want to open the lapels of Lord Ninth Prince, touch his chest nicely, I really want to... God! She needs a basin of cold water, she is about to control it.
I couldn't help myself! With a whoosh, the tree disappeared.
The mute slave was completely dumbfounded. He had no idea what happened in Qiaomu and what Jiuer was doing inside.
"I'll bring this water to you."
Xue Gu took the basin from his hand and said, "Go and prepare some snacks and send them to the side hall. Jiu'er is going to the side hall to entertain Mr. Lanyue."
The mute slave still looked beyond her, staring at the closed door.
Xue Gu urged: "Go."
The mute slave then retracted his gaze, nodded, turned around...but still couldn't help but look back at the door.
