Ruoying turned her eyes and looked at him in disbelief, but when she heard him "take off", her face was already red, and suddenly stood up and furious: "Shameless!"

Mo Yifeng raised his eyebrows, obviously he was already used to her scolding him like this, so he just looked at her with interest.

Ruoying didn't want to waste time with him anymore and asked her to take off her pants in front of him. She would rather not have this job, anyway, she could sneak in at night and steal the night pearl.

Seeing that she was unwilling to compromise, Mo Yifeng would not spare her so easily. When she passed by, he suddenly grabbed her arm with one hand and hit Ruoying's buttocks with the ruler.

Ruoying was not ready, and after a scream, he almost jumped up, then turned his eyes to Mo Yifeng: "You...you"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yifeng hit the ruler again, his movements were neat and his voice was crisp. Ruoying was so shocked that he reached out to cover his hands behind him and wanted to avoid it. However, the hateful Mo Yifeng grabbed her right hand and raised his hand to hit her again.

"Stop!" Ruoying raised his foot and kicked him in anger, but Mo Yifeng did not dodge it cleverly. In desperation, Ruoying opened his mouth and bit his arm when he raised his hand. Mo Yifeng suddenly let go of his hand, and Ruoying took advantage of this gap and immediately avoided it.

He just controlled her right hand, and she couldn't exert force at all. Now she was no longer polite to him and pulled out the Xuanbing Sword and stabbed him, but Mo Yifeng's hand was just using a ruler to block the stool.

Ruoying felt a humiliation that she had never experienced before, but since he was pretentious, she would not show mercy, so she tried her best to do all her moves. But despite this, Mo Yifeng could still take the opportunity to hit her with a ruler, and he didn't hit her anywhere else, but only spanked her. This made Ruoying even more angry and angrily, and even slashed at him.

When Mo Yifeng found out that she was really angry, he reached out to surrender, and Ruoying's sword was pressed against his neck like that. If it were someone else, he wouldn't have the courage to face the sword against the King of Dangdang, let alone press the sword against his neck with his sword. But Ruoying did these things, but it seemed like a natural phenomenon.

"Don't bully people too much. If you hit me again, I'm not polite to you." She approached the sword towards his neck, and a little closer, she was afraid she would see blood.

Mo Yifeng shrugged and found that the slutty sensation with her had a different flavor.

When Ruoying saw that he agreed not to slap her again... the butt, she blushed and pulled the Xuanbing Sword into the sheath, then turned around and walked towards the door. However, she was about to open the door, but she found that the door was blocked by Mo Yifeng. Ruoying gritted her teeth and turned around to question it, but in the next moment, her lips were sealed by him, and her body was also surrounded by him and her arms and close to his chest.

"Um..." She wanted to protest, but he did not leave a gap for her, and even gasped for a while.

Ruoying was extremely angry and didn't care much about it. He hit him with his hands and feet, but he hugged him tighter, and even turned around and pressed her against the wall, just because her movements caused a huge noise from the door. Even if she wanted someone to discover it to rescue her, he didn't want anyone to destroy his good things.

Mo Yifeng's breathing became more and more rapid, and even with a hint of urgency, his lower abdomen suddenly tightened, and his lower body was swelling uncomfortable. But this time, Ruoying did not let him succeed, and he tightly protected his belt and refused to let go. Mo Yifeng suddenly reached out to control her hand. Ruoying was shocked, but saw him pulling her hand towards him.

Through the thin layers of clothing, she was forced to hold his lower body in horror. The heat was so hot that it even jumped violently with excitement several times under her touch. It was already thick enough, but found that it was becoming harder and harder as iron. She wanted to retract her hand, but he grabbed her wrist tightly.

His lustful eyes were deeply clumped with her cheeks, and her voice was so low that it was intoxicating: "Did you feel it?"

Ruoying's face turned red when she heard this, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Let go!"

"I want you." His breathing gradually became disordered, and he lowered his eyes and kissed her ears, causing her to feel numb, while the hardness in her palm became more and more swollen.

"There is Princess Jing, who you married to as a formal matchmaker in Zixia Pavilion. Isn't it enough for you to solve your physiological needs?" She laughed sarcastically and raised her eyes to meet his gaze.

Mo Yifeng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "I only want you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hand had already penetrated her underwear from behind and headed towards the most secret area along her slit.

"No, don't..." Ruoying bowed to Mo Yifeng, but suddenly stopped because of the heat that was forced to hold him with one of her hands.

This action was too ambiguous, as if she was holding his heat to send it to her now empty place.

Mo Yifeng did not mean to let go. Instead, he wandered around when he touched her flower stamens. His lips also found her lips along her ears, pressed them down heavily and sucked them gently. The tip of his tongue was wrapped around her fragrance, and he didn't want to leave.

Ruoying tried desperately to dodge, but because of the stimulation of his fingertips, Kasawa was ripe under her, and because of her retreat, his fingertips were smoothly and as if she had arrived at her door.

She couldn't help but groan, with dissatisfaction and an indescribable stimulation, and the scorching top in her hand also secreted a clear liquid, which made her feel a little wet through her pants.

She tried desperately to withdraw her hand, but his fingertips began to slowly go in and out. He could always accurately grasp her sensitive points, so in just a few strokes, she collapsed in his arms. He also held her hand and penetrated into his underwear, allowing her to hold his hardness without any obstacles, and follow the frequency of his doing to her.

Her hands were still so soft. Even though she had been holding the sword for a while, she still made him so comfortable that he couldn't help but sigh.

Ruoying was frightened by his bold movements and found a trace of reason in his silence. She felt that he was still trying to make her secrete more saccharisma in her body. Her body suddenly tightened and she couldn't help but hold his fingers in her body.

"Relax..." His voice was filled with intoxicating confusion, and he seemed to be immersed in this moment with all his heart.

As the words came to an end, his hand twitched again, feeling that she was wet enough, so he let go of her hand and wanted to pull her belt tonight.

But at this moment, Ruoying had already recovered a trace of reason. Knowing his intention, she gritted her teeth and pushed his hand away. When his fingertips left her body, she did feel serious emptiness and her brain was instantly blank.

She tried hard to keep herself awake and raised her foot to kick him hard. Mo Yifeng was not prepared and bowed slightly in pain. Ruoying took advantage of this time and quickly opened her clothes. The door ran out.

Mo Yifeng hurriedly chased out, but there was no trace of her in the darkness, and her fragrance was still on her hands. His body was still swelling because he was not satisfied. His eyes darkened and walked out, but he did not intend to catch up with Ruoying. Instead, he scooped a spoonful of water from the large water tank next to him and splashed it on himself.

However, the desire on his body did not subside after spilling several spoons of cold water. He simply threw the spoon and turned over and entered the outline and soaked his whole body in.

After running out of Ya Xinxuan, Ruoying did not return to her room, but fled from Prince Jing's Mansion and ran to An Qianran's room in Juxianlou. The candlelight in his room was still lit, so she probably didn't sleep. And she seemed to subconsciously feel that only he could hide at this moment.

When An Qianran saw that she was still running back at night, he obviously didn't expect it, but he still opened the door for her. Since she returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, he has never gone to bed early. Sometimes habits are really terrible things, and tonight he did not expect Ruoying to come back suddenly.

"What happened?" Seeing her anxious look, An Qianran naturally thought of something big happened.

Ruoying rushed straight to the bed, compromised her boots and wrapped them in the quilt and said, "I'll sleep here tonight, you'll sleep on the couch."

Seeing that she didn't tell the truth, An Qianran had no intention of forcing her. He just turned to look at the couch, he couldn't help but sigh. Did she really treat him as a saint? After she made it clear that her relationship could still be alone and widowed and widowed to live in the same room without a ***?

He sat on the couch and looked at Ruoying's back. His eyes gradually became dim, but he was helpless. Seeing her slowly falling asleep, he could only sigh deeply. Perhaps he should be more grateful that she was at ease by his side, and she could still get up to him when she was at a loss.

The night was so quiet that his heart became more and more uneasy. After a long time, he didn't feel sleepy. He simply sat up from the couch and saw her kicking the quilt again. He went up to help her lift the quilt up. However, when he saw the purple on her neck, his back suddenly stiffened, the horns of the quilt fell slowly, and his heart also fell.

The next morning, it suddenly started to rain. Ruoying looked at the white rainy day outside and gradually came to her senses. She rubbed her eyes again. She turned her eyes to look at the couch, but no An Qianran was seen.

She thought about it all night last night and had made up her mind. In fact, An Qianran was really good. She took care of her for three years without any complaints, and she had no behavior beyond the rules when she lived under the same roof for three years. Instead, she came out but expressed her feelings. So she decided before she fell asleep last night. She woke up this morning and told An Qianran that she would go back to the small bamboo house immediately and return to the paradise where they had lived for three years.

She didn't want to take revenge anymore, didn't want Ye Mingzhu anymore, and didn't want to be involved with Mo Yifeng anymore. She was afraid that she would sink into trouble again without any prospects.

Mo Yifeng already has a wife and a son, and there will be more women around him in the future, not to mention that he is of high status and power, and she can't afford to offend him. She found that even though he did so much to Mo Yifeng, she still couldn't be cruel. But if she stayed in Prince Jing's Mansion, she couldn't guarantee that she would be kind all the time. Yu Qionglu's affairs were a serious injury in her heart. She didn't want to reveal it, so she would rather choose to escape.

In the end, she chose to help others and let herself go. As long as he stopped entangling, she would get along with him.

For An Qianran, if he really doesn't dislike them in the future, then she will try to accept it. She will give up everything and try to accept him well.

When I walked to the window, it was raining heavily outside. It was time to be Chen Shi, and Mo Yifeng should have gone to court, but An Qianran didn't know where he went early in the morning.

After washing, she sat on the dressing table, simply erected a young man's bun, and was about to get up and go downstairs, but when she turned around, she suddenly saw something in the bronze mirror. She suddenly looked closer and looked at it, and her face was red with a blush on her neck. The scene of last night flashed through her mind and gradually became clear.

Mo Yifeng! This bastard!

Just as she was cursing secretly, she suddenly thought of An Qianran, who had disappeared early in the morning, raised her hand and stroked the purple piece, for fear that An Qianran would see it too, but this place was obvious, and with her sleeping habits, it was difficult to not see it.

Mo Yifeng clearly calculated everything and deliberately left a mark on her place with the intention of seeing it.

She pissed her collar and slammed her pink fist on the dressing table. When she walked downstairs, she saw Su Junzhi's abacus ringing. Ruoying stepped forward and asked, "Did you see An Qianran?"

Su Junzhi looked up, raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "Even you don't know, how could I know?"

Ruoying pulled the corner of her lips, really didn't know what he meant. She raised her eyes and glared at him and said angrily: "I only knew the plan and didn't pay attention to the customer in the morning. Can the money be brought into your coffin?"

After saying that, she picked up an umbrella at the door and rushed out, fearing that something happened to An Qianran.

Su Junzhi looked innocently at the disappearing figure at the door, lowered his eyes and muttered: "How can I buy a coffin without money? I want to get a golden coffin in the future."

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. Ruoying felt her heart became less and less confident, and her hand holding the umbrella handle began to tremble slightly.

An Qianran, you must not have something wrong.

In Ruoying's heart, An Qianran had almost nothing that could not do, but now she met Mo Yifeng, she began to wander.

Before she knew it, she had already walked to the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, and her heart suddenly sank. It seemed that some force was pulling her over. She was worried that An Qianran would really fall into Mo Yifeng's hands because she helped her steal the night pearl. Mo Yifeng would definitely not let him go.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly walked in. Mending didn't know why she was in a hurry, bowed her eyes and called An Guardian.

"Wuying, where did you go last night? Third Master..." Zhou Fu walked to her side and asked with the sound of rain.

"Where is he?" Ruoying suddenly interrupted him.

Zhou Fu paused, looked at Ruoying, who was shrouded in cold breath in confusion, and said slowly: "I have been in Yueying Pavilion."

Ruoying pursed her lips and cold eyes narrowed towards Yueying Pavilion, and walked straight towards Zhou Fu to the Zhuanshou Pai.

"Wuying..." Zhou Fu always felt something was wrong with her today, and he couldn't tell me why, as it seemed that something urgent was happening.

Ruoying paused slightly after walking a few steps, turned around and asked, "Did something happen last night?"

When Zhou Fu heard this, he remembered what he was about to say and immediately stepped forward and said, "The bandit came last night. Fortunately, the third master discovered it in time. However, if you are not here, Qin Ming is not here, and the other guards are not the opponent of the bandit. The third master fought with the bandit for a long time before subduing him. Now he is being detained in the dungeon."

"Dungeon?" Ruoying's face changed drastically when she heard this.

Mo Yifeng actually locked An Qianran into the dungeon. He knew An Qianran and her friendship, but he treated him like a prisoner.

Tightened her fingertips, she put away her umbrella and walked towards Yueying Pavilion along the hand-copying corridor.

"Master." In the corridor, Ziqiu saw Ruoying coming in full swing, worried that something had happened. After taking the umbrella in her hand, she worried, "What happened?"

Ruoying stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder and asked, "Do you know that someone was caught last night?" Seeing Ziqiu nodding, she hurriedly asked, "Do you know how he is doing now?"

Zi Qiu shook his head: "I don't know, I only know that the bandits were subdued by the Third Master last night and were directly taken to the dungeon."

Ruoying slowly let go of Ziqiu, and his heart was thrust. Now, no one except Mo Yifeng knew whether An Qianran was safe now.

When he walked to the door, Ruoying tightened her fingertips and finally pushed the door open. With a strong sense of anger, he closed the door and walked straight behind Mo Yifeng.

"What did you do to him?" she asked coldly at his back.

Mo Yifeng, who was standing in front of the dressing table and playing with the hairpin she had used before, suddenly froze when he heard her questioning, but in a flash, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Do you still remember this hairpin?"

Ruoying looked at his fingertips along his gaze. It was a hairpin she hadn't worn for several years, and it was also the first time he gave her something. Unfortunately, things have changed.

"What did you do to him? If he had a few things, I wouldn't let you go." Ruoying said a word hatefully and turned around and wanted to walk out.

"Without my permission, do you think you have the ability to go to the dungeon to save people?" Mo Yifeng turned around and carefully put his hairpin into the jewelry box. His tone was neither too fast nor too slow, but it was a chilling feeling.

Ruoying gritted her teeth and was about to leave, but she heard Mo Yifeng say again: "Actually, he is very good now. If you walk out of this door, I don't guarantee that he will be safe and sound."
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