Do you want to take off Jiu Qing's clothes... and take a look?
Feng Jiuer's heart was agitated. She never thought in her dreams that she would do such a thing secretly.
Especially, there is still a bloody storm outside, and everyone is struggling to resist the ambushing bandits.
There was also Jiu Qing, who was holding a long sword and was also knocking down hidden weapons one by one.
At such an urgent moment, what she wanted to do was to take off other people's clothes and see if there were any traces of disguise on their bodies?
This idea is simply too shameful!
However, once this idea sprouted in my heart, it quickly grew vigorously and finally grew into a huge tree that can reach the sky.
Her hands unconsciously fell on the man's clothes, and her fingers moved slightly, trying to pull his clothes apart, but she didn't dare.
If he is not the Nine Emperors Uncle, then wouldn't he become the lustful... female of a casual and frivolous man?
My heart was agitated, and I quickly took back my fingers that had just opened the skirt of his clothes just a little bit.
So shameful! What should I do?
However, I feel more and more that he is really similar to Uncle Nine Emperors...
The shy fingers returned to Jiu Qing's lapel. There was no fighting outside, and those who were ambush were all throwing hidden weapons.
They seemed to just want to test their strength and had no real intention to come out.
Today's battle should be impossible, so if I don't look at Jiu Qing's body now, I probably won't have the chance later.
She took a deep breath and exhaled hard!
Finally, he grabbed Jiu Qing's skirt with his fingers and carefully pulled it out!
Chests!
Oh my god! What a developed chest!
However, it's not like the Nine Emperors Uncle's body.
Uncle Jiuhuang's body was covered with wounds of various sizes, and there were countless old and new wounds.
Compared to a martial arts master, Jiu Qing's chest seems to have too few wounds, basically none.
The injury I saw last time is still on the lower head. Just looking at the chest, I can't tell anything wrong.
If it is a very beautifully made skin bag, like the one she had before, then the connection point should be on the lower abdomen.
After finally gathering her thoughts, Feng Jiuer lowered her head and looked at the looming abdominal muscles under her chest.
She tightened her fingertips and pulled his clothes down further.
The fingers were almost reaching his lower abdomen.
Just as his fingers hooked the clothes and completely pulled them away from his lower abdomen, suddenly, a big palm fell down, and then unexpectedly grasped her little hand tightly.
"Uh..." Feng Jiuer was startled suddenly and almost rolled off the horse.
If Jiu Qing hadn't helped her up, she would have really fallen into pieces now!
Outside, she heard the sound of everyone shielding concealed weapons at some point. She was too focused on taking off a certain man's clothes just now, and because she was too nervous, she didn't even notice the changes in the surrounding movements.
Those people who ambush should have left by now, right?
However, her hand was still held tightly by Jiu Qing, and she was buried under Jiu Qing's robe. Facing the powerful body in front of her, her face was as red as a beautiful dragon fruit, and she didn't even have the courage to go out.
All gone.
Just let his robe cover her completely and never come out to see anyone.
However, he still didn't let go, his hand was still held in front of his lower abdomen, and the clothes on his body had been pulled into a mess by himself.
"Have you seen enough?" A man's deep and hoarse voice came from above his head.
"No, no, look... I've seen enough." Feng Jiu'er wanted to die if she didn't have to face this situation.
She struggled again, but still couldn't break free from his big palm.
However, his head accidentally escaped from his robe.
The outer robe spreads to both sides, and their actions inside will be clearly seen!
The most important thing is that Jiu Qing's clothes are open now. If the robe falls down, he will be naked!
Although for a man, having his chest seen is nothing, but... But Feng Jiuer was not happy!
She struggled hard, and this time, she magically opened his big palm.
Feng Jiuer was in a hurry and quickly pulled the clothes together for him, but she only had time to pull back the skirt. Before she finished sorting, the outer robe had been left open on both sides.
Outside, it's calm.
However, all the probing and doubtful eyes fell on the two of them.
These two guys...the men are disheveled, what do you mean?
"Jiu'er, you..." Qiao Mu rode over, originally just wanting to see if Jiu'er was injured, but unexpectedly, he saw her...taking off Jiu Qing's clothes!
What is this girl thinking about?
Qiao Mu's face suddenly darkened, "You... you... you already... already have..."
God! She already has Ninth Prince and Mu Mu, what else does she want?
If the Ninth Prince knew about this, he would chop off her claws too!
Feng Jiu'er was so frightened that she hurriedly let go of Jiu Qing's clothes and hurriedly got off the horse.
He walked too close and kicked his foot incorrectly. He didn't even have time to scream and he rolled to the ground.
Jiu Qing just grabbed a handful at random and took the girl back.
He looked down at the clothes he was wearing. Although the skirt had been pulled back, it was obvious that it had been pulled open before.
Now it is loose and has not been sorted out.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Jiuer's burning face: "You want to see my body so much?"
"No, it's not..." This misunderstanding is so huge!
How could she explain it? Should she tell everyone that she suspected that Jiu Qing was Uncle Nine Emperors in disguise?
Regardless of whether Jiu Qing is the Nine Emperors Uncle or not, if such a news is spread, even if Jiu Qing is not, it will be revealed as true.
When the time comes, there will definitely be a bloody storm in the Imperial City or Phoenix City.
As long as war starts, it will be a disaster for the people.
Don’t say this nonsense!
"Huh?" Jiu Qing suddenly leaned forward.
Feng Jiuer's body almost collided with his, and she was instantly frightened out of her wits, and she hurriedly ran away.
But, if a person is on horseback, where else can he hide?
"Mr. Jiu Qing, stop teasing her." The mute slave felt a little distressed, Jiu'er's face was almost burning.
Feng Jiuer then cautiously got off the horse again.
When I rode Chaiyue, my hands and feet were still a little weak. Just now, it was so embarrassing and terrifying.
Even if you suspect Jiu Qing, why would you be so presumptuous and take off other people's clothes?
How shameless!
If Jiu Qing hadn't stopped him just now, would she have taken off his pants?
God, what are you thinking about?
"Have all the people in ambush withdrawn?" She coughed lightly, pretending to be calm and asked Qiao Mu, who was riding beside her.
"I just came here to test it out. I think it won't be long before there will be a second round."
Feng Jiuer nodded and said nothing more.
He didn't dare to look back because he knew Jiu Qing was walking not far behind him.
