Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 964 The pit is 178 meters deep, so I can wear it (5)
He led two guards to find Xiao Qian everywhere to settle accounts, and by the way, he also wanted to see how handsome Xiao Qian looked in women's clothing, but unfortunately, he couldn't even enter Xiao Qian's tent, and he was still outside the tent ten feet away , was stopped by several attendants.

"My lord, don't go any further!"

"Hey, that's weird!" Song Ao looked around and wondered, "What is this for? You guards, how did you come here?"

"My lord, I'm sorry." Seeing that Song Ao wanted to sneak in, the guard stared at her intently, cupped his fists and said in apology: "The commander-in-chief has ordered that not a single fly can fly in within ten feet of the big tent. Otherwise, I will have to serve you with military sticks..."

"Oh." Song Ao nodded to show that he understood, but he continued to walk in, muttering happily, "Fortunately, this king is not a fly."

"..." The guard saw him playing a rogue like this, and stopped him again, "Not only flies, but also prosperous money."

"This king is not Wangcai either."

"This subordinate understands everything." The guard's head grew big, "My lord, people are not allowed, please?"

"Don't ask, don't ask, I'll go by myself." Song Ao went around, just wanting to go in and watch Xiao Qian's excitement, but the guards all knew the power of the twenty army sticks, so they could let Song Ao mess around, but no matter what Can't let him in.So, several people exchanged glances, and simply stepped forward to hold him, one left and one right, and threw him outside.

"Dare to hijack this king?" Song Ao was annoyed, "You all turned against each other?"

When Song Ao's sharp scolding sound came into the tent, Mo Jiu's heart was full of anger, and he wanted to scold Xiao Qian, a bastard.

But her mouth was covered by his palm, and she was pressed against the edge of the table by him, even if she had a thousand words, how could she say them?

In fact, she has always known that Xiao Qian is an "old thief". He looks pure-hearted and indifferent, as if he doesn't care about anything, but if he is determined to do something, even if he No matter how shameless the method is, this old thief can use it without any pressure.

For her, even more so.

No, he took her here under the pretense of fearing that her "beautiful voice" would disturb the camp. He gagged her with one hand, and with the other hand he ripped off her clothes.His reasons were of course very good - she wanted him to wear women's clothes, but he didn't have any.Therefore, he could only take off the clothes on her body.

A sanctimonious hooligan!Beast!

Unable to argue with him, after struggling for a few rounds, Mo Jiu was so tired that he was out of breath.Deeply aware of the physical disparity between men and women, she simply gave up resisting, staring at Xiao Qian's stern face, gritted her teeth and greeted his ancestors in her heart.But even at this time, she had to admit that Xiao Liulang did have the capital to pretend.

He is tall and healthy, with a handsome face, and his kung fu is not bad. When he should tense his face, he can definitely hold it, and when he should hold his aura, he can definitely hold it.Especially in front of her, a Cloud and Rain Gu "patient", he often can make her surrender obediently without using a big move.

Just as she was thinking impetuously, her coat had fallen to the ground, and only a small rose red dress was left crookedly wrapped around her delicate body, covering here, but not there, a patch of white Shengsheng's skin was pitifully exposed to the cold air, she couldn't help shivering, and wanted to reach out to cover it.

However, Xiao Qian did not give her a chance.

When he squeezed his legs in and supported his hands, she could only open herself like a crab, allowing him to look down at her body curves.

(End of this chapter)