Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 16: Lie down to get married, Zhu Zhuqing: I am willing

The last time Feng Yan was held down was the time before. Miss Qian, who did this, was still in Tiandou City and dared not see anyone.

In this situation, this way of speaking is of course particularly familiar to Feng Yan.

Only then did he understand, the reason why this little cat asked so many questions and made him practice Lingbo Weibu so many times and made him so tired, her real purpose was to leave him no room to resist!

"No...Zhu Qing, what are you going to do? We are master and disciple!" Feng Yan tried to use his identity to resist the kitten's brutality.

But his reason was more convincing: "But I never even called Master Yan Teacher!"

"What?! So you're waiting for me here?!"

Feng Yan then remembered that the little cat had never called him teacher, nor had he ever agreed to be his disciple.

When I asked her if she didn't want to refuse to be my disciple, she just shook her head but didn't agree.

Wow, did they already think of this step at that time?! This cat, who doesn’t seem very smart on the surface, is hiding too deeply!

Now that her fangs were exposed, she didn't hide them anymore. "Well! Master Yan, I can't go home anymore, so why not do something more outrageous! I can do what the widow can do!"

Feng Yan was almost scared to death by these words, and thought in horror: That widow will suck me dry, so you don't have to!
Zhu Zhuqing simply put her perfectly trained legs together and completely controlled Feng Yan's weapon for counterattack.

"No! Absolutely not! Zhu Qing, you've drunk too much! You'll regret it when you sober up! Let me go! Otherwise I'll resist and... well..."

With the last bit of clarity left in his mind, Feng Yan still made a final struggle, his voice gradually getting louder, almost like he was shouting for help.

He knew that he didn't have long to live and couldn't take responsibility. Otherwise, given Feng Yan's personality, how could he just look at the black-veined warm jade?
After all, Zhu Zhuqing was still too young, and if he had passionate conversations with her after drinking, he might just be harming her.

However, the kitten's eyes were already confused, and it didn't care at all. After the attack was launched, how could Feng Yan have any chance to speak?
After a long while, Zhu Zhuqing paused for a moment, but her words became bolder: "Mr. Yan, you don't want Ning Rongrong next door to find out about this, do you? Or you don't want the whole continent to know what you are like now, do you?"

"Mr. Yan is a good man. I know all your secrets. You definitely won't have the heart to kill me, right?"

The implication is that she knows all your secrets, Feng Yan, as long as she doesn't kill me and doesn't want Ning Rongrong or anyone else to know your secrets.
Then just fry it obediently!
Feng Yan understood, so he regretted saying so much.

Now there is no way out, because the price of rejecting Zhu Zhuqing may very well be attracting the Spider Lady.

Given Bibi Dong's yandere personality, she would never let them go, especially a kitten.

By that time, her life will be lost, and no matter how harmful it is, it will not be as important as a life.

Tears of happiness flowed from the corners of his eyes, and Feng Yan stopped moving and just let him do whatever he wanted.

Since you are so tired and can't resist, just lie down and enjoy it.
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Getting up early in the morning is always the hardest. Feng Yan was too tired and didn't want to open his eyes at all, unless Ning Rongrong kicked the door.

Feng Yan frowned in his dream. He pressed Ning Rongrong, who was kicking the door and shouting, to death on the bed, and immediately sounded the horn of counterattack.

Then Feng Yan woke up, and there were really sounds of kicking the door and Ning Rongrong yelling, and there really were people being fought back.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, whose eyes were clear but whose body was covered with wounds, Feng Yan felt very sad tonight and was disheartened.

I drew my weapon and lay down, my mind full of thoughts: I am tired, let's destroy it, quickly.

The short time they spent together taught Feng Yan at least one thing: although the little cat looks like a mature lady, she is actually very conservative.

Now that she has calmed down, it is normal for her to want to kill someone.

But she just lay there, and the two of them were in a stalemate, not saying a word.

Until Ning Rongrong knocked on the door of this room, and a voice came from outside the door, "Zhu Zhuqing, are you there?"

Wait, why is Ning Rongrong so polite?
Is this the kitty's room?!
Feng Yan turned his head and looked at her in disbelief, and met Zhu Zhuqing's lifeless eyes.

"Zhu Zhuqing, are you there?" At this time, Ning Rongrong's voice rose three degrees, accompanied by a hurried knock on the door again.

The kitten was about to get up, but Feng Yan quickly grabbed her and shook her head desperately.

This would be a response to Ning Rongrong. Wouldn't that mean Jinwu is chasing Houyi and biting him - he would definitely die socially?
Fortunately, it was not her own room. After knocking on the door for a while, Ning Rongrong lost her patience.

"Why are they not here? These two must be doing something shameful behind my back!" Ning Rongrong's intuition was still so accurate. Her voice finally faded away and she walked away cursing.

Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was not his room that was damaged, otherwise the little witch would have broken in.

In the end, Feng Yan still had to face this impulsive girl.

Ultimately it was his bottle of wine's fault. If Zhu Zhuqing hadn't drunk, what happened later wouldn't have happened.

With a sigh, Feng Yan took out a dagger and handed it to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhu Qing, my current situation is like a candle in the wind, a lamp in the rain. I have no future, and I am not qualified to take responsibility. If you want to make things difficult for me, just kill me."

Holding the dagger blankly, Zhu Zhuqing pondered for a moment, then smiled at Feng Yan, "Mr. Yan, do you want me to be a desperate couple with you? That's fine..."

As he said this, he drew out a dagger and was about to stab it into his own neck.

"Hey! That's not what I meant! You are in your prime years. Even if you are homeless, you still have endless possibilities. How could you think like that!"

Fortunately, Feng Yan was quick-witted and snatched the dagger.

"If you don't want me, how can there be any future for us?" She looked at Feng Yan quietly with a little smile, two lines of tears quietly sliding down her cheeks, but she spoke very calmly.

Feng Yan scratched his head and said, "Why do you ask me not to have you? Zhu Qing, you are a good girl, but I am short-lived and not worthy of you!"

But Zhu Zhuqing only had three words to say, very confidently: "I do."

"No, how could I bear to marry you and force you to be my burial companion after a few years, and become a widow at such a young age?"

Feng Yan didn't have the time to say this to Qian Renxue, but now that he had the chance, he would definitely tell Zhu Zhuqing.

"I do." But she remained calm.

"You're a girl, don't you care about your reputation anymore?" Feng Yan was anxious. Why couldn't she make sense?
I still brought up the reputation that girls value most.

But Zhu Zhuqing still said those three words: "I do."

His shoulders slumped, Feng Yan lost his temper. This time he used his ultimate move: "You know, you are not the only woman I have! Even Rongrong, I don't know when I will learn to be like you..."

Just like Dai Mubai, the mother and daughter alone were more outrageous than the twins. Feng Yan didn't believe that Zhu Zhuqing could accept it.

As expected, Zhu Zhuqing fell silent, biting her thin lips so that her expression could not be seen clearly.

"See... I'm no different from other men. I'm still a scumbag." Feng Yan lowered his head, not daring to look at this good girl.

"Zhu Qing, let go of yourself while we still have no feelings for each other. Just forget about it and pretend that nothing has happened."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank. Her emotions collapsed at this moment, and she shouted wantonly, "How could I forget! You can even accept being a widow, why do you have to take away my right to be a widow for you?!"

"What right do you have to compare Dai Mubai with you? He can kill the twins easily, or will you kill me too?"

She shook her head desperately, trying to wipe away the tears that were sliding down her cheeks with her small hands, and completely denied Feng Yan's self-evaluation, "You won't...you won't. If you...if you want to kill me, I won't have a chance at all..."

At the end, Zhu Zhuqing could no longer wipe away her tears and began to sob.

Feeling distressed, Feng Yan didn't know what to say, but somehow he held her in his arms.

This time, Zhu Zhuqing finally hugged Feng Yan tightly, unable to bear it any longer.

While crying loudly, Zhu Zhuqing made a solemn vow: "If you really don't live forever and I still have feelings for you, I will spend my whole life guarding beside your grave!"

It was not the first time that the prodigal son was indulged, but it was the first time that someone said to him: We will be together through life and death.

With a sigh, Feng Yan recalled many things, which eventually came to a conclusion: "If you were born twenty years earlier, I wouldn't have been deceived by the widow..."

(End of this chapter)