Seeing that he was still coming forward, Xiaolou couldn't help but retreat under the water, but his back was already tightly against the edge of the bathtub and could no longer be inch back: "Don't come over, I'll call someone if you come over again! I'll do it when I say it!" Xiaolou was really scared. She really didn't know what unexpected things such a person with no limit would do to him! Her eyes were firm, thinking that if he came over again, she would definitely shout for help!

Ning Shijing shook his head helplessly, lifted his robe upright on the chair in front of her, as if he was mocking the woman in danger, always speaking without saying anything and panic. What's the use of calling people? It's useless: "Lou'er, I have said that no one will come even if you call me a broken throat. Even if someone comes, I dare not care about my good deeds. Why can't you remember it... Moreover, you are still an unmarried yellow-flowered girl. If you find that you are not dressed and use this seduction method to seduce me, it will probably have a worse impact on you..."

He seduces you, a big-headed ghost. Is she so despicable? He really thinks that he has infinite charm and makes every woman want to pounce on him when he sees him. He really feels that his appearance is extraordinary, or his wealth is as rich as a country, and he has inexplicably such confidence. In fact, Prince Shijing is indeed one of the best handsome men in the Wei Dynasty. He is the heroic spirit that makes men and women scream when they see him, and the supreme power above ten thousand people below this person.

Unfortunately, Xiaolou automatically transitioned all his advantages when facing him. All he saw was his slutty and unreasonable: "Tsk, do you think I really miss you, the prince of the Great Wei, what a innocent person, I am not afraid of it. Anyway, my life is just like this. I don't mind being dirty anymore. If anyone likes to say it, I don't care about these floating clouds..." Xiaolou seemed to be about to throw out the pot. Since he was not afraid of embarrassment, he was willing to sacrifice himself. He was not afraid of a prince. What else would he be afraid of just a maid?

Ning Shijing really admires Xiaolou's fearlessness. He really tasted too much of the taste of death. Are you really not afraid of the darkness? "Oh, Lou'er, don't you understand me yet? How could this king do such a thing that embarrasses you? You said right, right, but that's fine. If I want to be responsible in one bite, you will transform into my concubine, from a slave to a master. What's the deal?"

Xiaolou gave him a blank look and said that he was narcissistic and was still breathless. Who would be his concubine: "Whoever wants to do it, do it? If you let me be your concubine, you will be jealous of yours. It is too tiring. The prince should spare me. Although I am a servant, I still live freely for the time being." Xiaolou shrugged his shoulders. The water in the bathtub was already a little cold, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. At the same time, she was also annoyed that Ning Shijing had not left yet.

"Tsk tsk, you are really different. People want to fly up the branches and become a phoenix. You are so good, you just want to be a sparrow! But I like it. It's better to be so mediocre, or just plain, maybe it's true. Your frankness and open-mindedness are really rare..." Ning Shijing stood up again. He felt that such a great time was too wasteful just sitting and chatting. He came to the bathtub of the small building and sniffed it gently: "Well, it smells so good, but it's a pity. I don't think the fragrance of your body is as fragrant as the moonlight. What do you think of this king's description? Isn't it very beautiful?"

It is not beautiful nor in place! Xiaolou stared at his hand wearing a jade ring symbolizing power, touching the petals floating on the water. If he dared to peel it, he would definitely raise his feet and greet him well: "Whether you go or not, I will really go and call someone if I don't leave... Come on, come on, come on, the prince peeks at me and take a bath..." Xiaolou did not continue to entangle with him anymore, regardless of it, shouting loudly, since he was silly, he would be fearless.

Ning Shijing never expected that this little girl could ignore her so much, and even she wouldn't even have a pity for her innocence and chastity. It seems that it is really terrible for a woman to go crazy. He was really shocked. He immediately got up and was about to go back home in shame: "Xiaolou, you are so cruel. You really want to scream. I am so shameless. You are really..." Ning Shijing pointed at her but could no longer speak. He turned around and left, for fear that someone would see the vividness that he would never want them to see.

He quickly fled like a thief. When he arrived outside the door, he felt something warm in his arms. It turned out that Xiaolou had not tasted the osmanthus cake he bought for her before, so he hurried back and at least gave her the osmanthus cake: "By the way, Lou'er, I have also bought you a hot osmanthus cake. This time it is the craftsmanship of another century-old restaurant. If you try it, it will be delicious."

Xiaolou looked at his back as he ran away in panic and sighed helplessly. What's wrong with the prince? What kind of woman he can't get, but he just came to provoke him for no reason. Is it the best thing that can't get? What the men's minds are thinking, I don't understand! I really can't understand! The water temperature is getting colder and colder. She gradually stood up from the bathtub, and the water flowed across her shoulders. A lotus petal was still stained with her natural fragrance black hair. She swayed her black hair lightly, and the petals slid down her body into the water again.

Ning Shijing, who was returning halfway, just saw this scene. The beauty was slim and her black hair was placed on her curved back, and she put it on her round and white shoulders. She slapped it gently, and the water droplets turned into fog, like the hazy mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, as beautiful as a dream. The pure white bellyband was pure like a white lotus, and the dark flower of her chest was as charming as blood, surging from this pure white, one white and one red, one cold and one hot, ice and fire, which was particularly unpredictable.

Ning Shijing was a little dull, his eyes glowed, and he stood there motionless, and his limbs seemed to be a little stiff. The osmanthus cake in his hand also fell to the ground unconsciously. Xiaolou looked back and saw his malicious eyes piercing into her violently beating atrium like a sharp sword. It was so outrageous. Why did he turn back halfway? Do you really want to see his own joke? If you don’t watch it, you will never give up?

Since that's the case, I can only do it as he wished. Xiaolou simply ignored it and walked out of the bathtub. Anyway, the important parts were covered by silk clothes and trousers, and the rest were nothing good. Taking advantage of his dazed moment, he dragged him to the front of the bathtub with one hand, pinched his neck with another hand, and pressed Ning Shijing's head into the water with a strong force: "I see, you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin. Do you want to force me to take action before you can give up? That's fine, just drink my bath water."

Ning Shijing couldn't speak. He wanted to shout for help, but a large amount of water from the wood came into his mouth. He was really frightened. This woman was too cruel to him. If this continued, she would not drown him. He waved his arm vigorously and pressed against the edge of the bathtub, but the hand on the back of his neck seemed to have been injected with a steady stream of divine power. No matter how hard he used, he could not escape the power of his wrist.

The word "Help" was sent out intermittently from his throat filled with water. But Xiaolou just didn't let go. "Your prince, you are so good at playing people. I said I wouldn't participate in your cat and mouse game. Please stay away from me in the future, but if you don't listen, then don't blame me. Although you looked at my body, I don't ask you to be responsible for me. You are still willing to bear this little bit of suffering."

Xiaolou immersed Ning Shijing's head back and forth, then took it out, and then entered the water. Finally, she let go. Ning Shijing seemed to be reborn, and fell around the bathtub, gasping for breath, brushing away the water droplets on her face with her hands. It was really uncomfortable to be suffocated. At some moments, he seemed to have really seen the microcosm of the hell of death. He pointed at Xiaolou, but couldn't say a word in his mouth: "You, you, you..."

Xiaolou smiled with his shoulders and said, "As the saying goes, good people do what they want, send Buddha to the west. Seeing the prince panting, I will help you clear the water. After Xiaolou said that, he walked towards Ning Shijing and slashed his back with a sharp palm. Ning Shijing was subjected to gravity and vomited out all the water accumulated in his lungs. "The prince is so comfortable this time, you don't have to thank me, because this is what I should do."

Ning Shijing looked at her as if she was looking at a monster who could eat people. She was afraid but also afraid, and she was just crying without tears. He forced himself to hold his body, climbed up from the ground, automatically stretched the distance between her, and chose to run away again. It was terrible, so terrible... Xiaolou sneered. Such a lustful person really should teach him more lessons!

Ning Shijing's hair was messy, her upper body was wet and ticking and water kept flowing on the ground. He took out a lotus petal from his mouth. He felt really wronged when he saw the petal. He had just gone to a white bone spirit cave. Now that his vitality is seriously damaged, he may not recover for a long time. A heat flow from under his nose wing made him feel itchy. He reached out and touched it and it turned out that it was bleeding from his nose. He actually had a bleeding nose!

Jinba has never seen the prince in such a miserable appearance. No, it seems that he has seen him. As long as he is with Xiaolou, he will turn himself into this way. So he appeared worriedly and asked: "Prince, what's wrong with you? You have a nosebleed,"

Ning Shijing was still immersed in the scene where she was rarely seen in a beauty in a century. She waved her hand to Jinba’s greetings, and did not feel that she was in any way. She replied with no hindrance: "It doesn’t matter, just flow..." It turned out that this was the taste of love. Although it was a bit bitter, it was still sweet, sweet...

After Ning Shijing left, Xiaolou locked all the doors and windows, and no longer wanted people to break in for no reason. Then he bent down and picked up the osmanthus cake that fell on the ground and ate it in big mouthfuls. It was sweet, glutinous, fragrant and delicious.

Lying on the bed at night, she closed her eyes and recalled the scene when she was peeping around her body. She was really blushing and her heart beat. Although there was no wave on the surface, in fact, she still had thousands of thoughts in her heart. She had never been seen by a man like this.

She forced herself to solemnly comfort herself. This matter was actually nothing. Before, Ning Shijing had already crawled into her bed and asked for protection. She took the initiative to hug him under threat. It was nothing. But for some reason, the situation just now and the situation at the brothel that night were completely different from the situation and mood. She didn't know why, and she didn't want to figure it out, so she just closed her eyes and bit the corner of the quilt tightly with her teeth, as if this would make her feel safe.

The red sun was rising like fire. She was shy and held the snow-white clouds, covering her blushing face. The thick white clouds were stacked layer by layer, clustered together, looking soft, like tempting cotton. The sun was rising higher and higher, emitting thousands of golden lights. An unknown bird flew by quickly, leaving a beautiful arc in the sky. The blue sky was as blue as water, and the red sun and snow-white clouds. The chirping of birds woke up the building...

She thought too much last night that she fell asleep in the early morning. When she woke up, she was yawning. Although she was awake, she was still yawning in her mouth. It seemed that she did not sleep well last night. She looked at the room and saw that the black things on the table in the center made her a little shocking. She couldn't help but murmured that this was impossible, so she didn't even have time to wear shoes. She came to the table barefoot and picked up the black leaf.

This is polished by obsidian and carved with the texture of leaves. The leaves made of this black stone are not ordinary. They represent the underworld and are homophonic to "night", because the killers are walking in the dark, and what they do is shameful. She was alert to look around now, but she found no traces of anyone coming.

However, when the dark leaf appears, it means that the organization has a mission. However, the dark leaf has long been destroyed by Ning Shijing, and there is only one disciple in the world. Why did this leaf appear again after many days? He also ran to his table and wanted to see it openly? Could it be that the dark leaf was not completely destroyed and there were disciples left in the world?

This matter is of great importance. She needs to figure it out and must figure it out. She clenched the black leaves into her hands. How she hoped that the appearance of this stone was just an accident. The Netherworld no longer existed. Why make a comeback again!

She checked carefully again in the room, but there was no trace of anyone coming. This kind of secret skill must be achieved by a master!

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