Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 299 Young Marshal He Is Not Easy To Mess With (13)

The woman's fragrance is close at hand, the cold and smooth skin rubs against the cheeks, the soft and elegant hair naturally falls down with the movement of bowing the head, and falls on the face crispy and itchy.

The handsome and dignified man opened his affectionate peach blossom eyes, his eyes met the woman above him, and he glanced at the woman's fingers touching his cheek from the corner of his eye.

"Young Marshal~" The deliberately soft female voice is charming, and her breath is as blue as blue, ambiguously brushing her cheeks.

The woman who was straddling him through the silk got a little closer, her slender white fingers slid down the line of his side face to the mandible, and the curved fingertips hooked provocatively to the well-shaped chin .

The sleepy man raised his hand to press the woman's shoulder, and with a little force, he easily pushed away the woman's close body and opened the distance between the two.

His bony fingers lightly rubbed his temples a few times, and the insensitivity of staying up late faded a lot. Then Shen Rongzhan raised his eyelids and looked at Xi Ning, who had folded his arms and stared at him for a while after being pushed away by him.

Shen Rongzhan's eyelids twitched when he saw the clothes she was wearing clearly.

The skirt of the cheongsam is slit up to the thighs, and coquettish peony flowers are blooming on the skirt. The fine silk satin material sets off the bright red jewels, and the light-colored bed curtain sets off the chic and dazzling.

He frowned, looked away from her, and his voice was low, lacking the usual sloppy three-point smile, which seemed to be preaching.

"It's too wasteful to use your bandit skills to please men."

Xi Ning raised his eyebrows, smiled maliciously, and poked his finger on the man's chest, his words filled with resentment.

"Yesterday, the young commander said that he looks good in a cheongsam, but today he said that he is cheap. How can one dress be treated differently? The young commander is too fond of the new and dislikes the old."

Shen Rongzhan was strangely silent for a while, he grabbed Xi Ning's finger poking his heart, glanced at her casually, and said casually, "Are you determined to play this kind of flirting with me?"

This glance made Xi Ning's scalp numb, and it became difficult to breathe. The danger in her words was too strong, and her physical reaction couldn't help but drive her back to a safe area.

Tongue coating pressed against the roof of his jaw, Xi Ning forced out a smile, and stared at him recklessly, without any flinching or timidity in his eyes.

The man let out a low laugh from his throat, and let go of the hand that grabbed her fingers, and wrapped it around her wrist instead.

The warm touch made the blood in the arteries of her wrist boil a little bit.

The man circled her wrists, exerting light force, causing her to fall into his arms again, her cheek pressed against his hot chest, and the clear and powerful heartbeat sounded in her ears.

The wrist was pressed on the back of the waist by the man, and the strong muscles transmitted scorching heat through a thin layer of unlined clothing.

"But what should we do?" His chest vibrated with the voice.

"I prefer the one where you and I would rather die than surrender."

The casual tone, the casual and lazy tone, the deep and gorgeous voice, between oppression and seduction, like a secret stimulation, attracting people to explore, curious, and degenerate.

It's just killing me!
Xi Ning sucked his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you like it, then it's not impossible."

"Oh?" The man's deep eyes were filled with moisture, and he looked down at the blushing woman in his arms.

Xi Ning was so ashamed that his cheeks were steaming, and he hid in his arms even more.

Shen Rongzhan bent his lips, tiny bits of light danced in his eyes, like a vast and boundless river of stars flowing slowly.

"If it's that way, what would your reaction be if I'm holding you now?" He lowered his eyes and asked in a slow tone, as if deliberately aggravating the curiosity of the listener.

Xi Ning supported the bed with one hand, straightened up slightly, looked at the other party's seductive peach blossom eyes all the time with his quiet black eyes, and thoughtfully replied: "Struggle with all your strength, and try every means to escape. "

"This door is heavily guarded, how are you going to escape?" Shen Rongzhan sat up halfway, leaning his back against the head of the bed, his pitch-black crow feathers drooping, his charm was reduced by two points, and he was a little more serious, as if he was really there Seriously discuss with her what tactics are general.

Xi Ning followed his words and thought about it: "I don't know how to use water. Even if the lotus pond leads to the outside, I can't walk by water. I escaped from your room in a panic. I will definitely be watched by the guards and even surrounded. If you want to run, the only way is to force your way.”

"Break in? Are you sure that I won't kill you?" Shen Rongzhan stared at her with a half-smile.

Xi Ning said awkwardly, "You killed me, I can't move, I can't resist, how can I support your plundering script?"

The man rolled his eyelids lazily, his eyes were jumping, and the look in her eyes was meaningful.

"I've heard that there is a script of robbery and plunder called captivity, and it's most suitable for a warlord like me."

Xi Ning smiled resentfully, and confronted his unclear gaze, "The rumors are unbelievable, and usually such scripts tend to end in tragedy."

"Tragedy~" The man elongated his tone, looking at her even more elusively.

Xi Ning, who doesn't open the pot and picks up the pot, thinks of the script he wrote for him in his previous life, and feels that this wave of himself has been severely connoted.

"Then have you ever heard of another ending for this script?"

Shen Rongzhan spoke slowly.

"Another ending?" Xi Ning repeated curiously.

"Well," the man said slowly, resting his fingers on his jawbone, "The heroine who was plundered and plundered was finally moved by the love of the warlord day after day, and slowly opened her heart to accept this man. When the heroine wants to confess her feelings to the warlord..."

Shen Rongzhan stopped pretending to be mysterious.

Xi Ning guessed at the right time: "The vicious female supporting role has appeared?"

"No," he waved his fingers unhurriedly, and said lightly the words that made Xi Ning's face sink.

"The warlord was killed by the enemy who had been spying on him for a long time. He was shot in the head and died before he could say a last word. When he died, he was tightly clutching the purse he forced the heroine to embroider for him."

Xi Ning's lips trembled uncontrollably, his face was pale, his fingers unconsciously grasped the corner of Shen Rongzhan's single clothes, and the corners of the clothes were pinched and wrinkled.

The man's extremely aggressive breath approached suddenly, his lips and teeth approached the back of the woman's neck, and his lazy posture was very similar to a beast baring its fangs carelessly teasing the prey held in its palm.

"It's all a tragedy, why did you choose the heroine to die?" His voice was low and slow, and it dissipated with a light blow, like the whispers of a demon.

"Because you're protecting yourself."

"Protecting yourself is not the one being hurt."

"Among the tragedies throughout the ages, the one left behind will always be the most painful."

"Do you know what I was thinking the moment I saw your dead body?"

"I really want to smash you into ashes."

Xi Ning's heart tightened suddenly.

She bowed her body in pain, panting heavily, like a stranded fish frantically absorbing water to save itself.

(End of this chapter)