The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 209 Luthier (1)

Inside the largest drunken flower building in Beijing.

After a while of darkness, Wei Xi's consciousness gradually returned, the tip of his nose was lingering with fragrance, his mind was groggy, and his eyelids were too heavy to open.

At this time, a cold fragrance suddenly hit, and then the body was suddenly pushed back by a force, and fell on the cool and soft mattress.

A slightly moist body pressed up, and cold hair brushed against Wei Xi's face.

Suddenly, Wei Xi seemed to hear the sound of clothes being thrown out.

The sound of well-trained footsteps came from outside, and the armor made a slight collision sound as they walked. Just hearing the sound made people daunting and dared not approach.

As soon as Wei Xi opened his eyes, before he could see the situation in front of him clearly, a cold and sharp blade was pressed against his neck.

"do not move."

The bed curtain cuts off the candlelight in the room, and the two pose on the bed are ambiguous, but the atmosphere is full of tension and murderous intent.

The people outside seemed to be searching the rooms one by one, and the exclamation of women and men could be heard from time to time.

And although the human blade on her body was against her neck, her eyes were fixed on the door outside.

Wei Xi looked at the young man on his body, with black hair pouring down, his pure and elegant facial features were full of biting coldness at this moment, his slender cherry-colored lips were tense, and his black pupils were indifferent and cold, giving people a kind of It's as cold as the snow on the mountains.

The clothes were a little messy, revealing the exquisite jade-like collarbone and a large expanse of white skin.

The sound of footsteps outside approached, and there were about two rooms left before the two of them arrived.

The person on the body turned his gaze, and his lips almost brushed against the girl's forehead.

Wei Xi was recalling the memories of the original owner, when the person on her body suddenly reached out to her waist and pulled off the belt.

"excuse me."

As the young man's cold and deep voice sounded, Wei Xi's neck felt a slight stabbing pain in the next second.

Wei Xi took the opportunity to snatch the blade from the opponent's hand, threw out the bed curtain, held the boy's shoulders with both hands and flipped them over, and the two of them immediately switched positions.

It became a posture of women on top of men.

Wei Xi eased the feeling of drowsiness, and his clear and gentle voice was slightly hoarse at this time, and the breath he exhaled fell on the young man's face, and he calmly asked him, "What's your name?"

At this time, the people outside had already come to the next door.

"Master..."

"The official can't make it, the one in front is the Seventh Prince's, the official must not enter it!"

"Go away!

"If the assassin escapes, Her Majesty will blame you, will you bear the blame?!"

Lord?

Wei Xi let out a soft snort, looked at the person below him and raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with great interest, "You are an assassin."

Determined tone.

Even though his identity was exposed, Rong Chen didn't show any panic on his face, but looked at the girl on him lightly: "Why did the prince come to Zuihualou?"

Wei Xi smiled, "Of course it's for fun."

"In this case, let me serve the prince." As soon as the words finished, the person under him suddenly put his arms around Wei Xi's neck, pulled him down, and pressed it against the girl's lips, biting and sucking gently.

There was a faint smell of rust between the lips and teeth of the two of them, Rong Chen seemed to feel that it was not enough, the hand around the girl's neck slowly moved to her shoulders, and she peeled off her clothes.

The smell of blood made Wei Xi frowned slightly, and subconsciously pushed away the person holding her neck.

boom--

creak-

Almost as soon as she pushed him away, the door was slammed open from the outside.

Soldiers in armor stood guard at the door, and a burly woman in official uniform strode in and saluted towards the bed curtain.

"At the end, I will see the Seventh Prince."

(End of this chapter)