Hou Men's Pampering: Splendid Little Doctor Girl

Chapter 342

"Woman, when you become well-behaved, this king will let you down someday."

Gong Huangjue looked at the terrified Rong Qiao with great interest, and she kept climbing up the tree.

He smiled cruelly, and flew away.

This place is densely forested, cold and drowsy.

Rong Qiao listened to the howling of the wolves and the sound of the cold wind blowing through the jungle. She hugged the big tree tightly, not daring to move.

She knew that if she fell, she would feed the wolves.

Her kung fu, she knows well, she can't fly around like her father, her kung fu can only launch the most beneficial attack on the enemy when they are face to face.

This Gong Huangjue, if she wanted to deal with him, she might be killed by his hands without even touching his skirt.

Damn it, damn it!
Rong Qiao couldn't help screaming.

what--

I don't know when, she screamed comfortably, and her mood improved, and she began to close her eyes and rest.

She sat on a high branch and began to think about countermeasures.

She stared at the pack of wolves surrounded under the big tree, and saw them open their mouths wide and raise their heads, showing their sharp and shiny teeth, she couldn't help but shiver.

There is no place to escape by the side of the camphor tree, and there is no way to survive if you go up.

Going down, she has to face the attack of a pack of vicious wolves, and her chance of survival is slim.

What should she do?

Rong Qiao frowned, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had an idea.

Mother once said that animals are afraid of fire.

Therefore, if she had a torch in her hand, these wolves would not be a threat to her.

But how does she get the fire source?
She stared at the camphor tree, frowned, and suddenly thought of it.Have!Drilling wood to make fire.

Isn't this wood ready-made?As for the drill?She smiled.

Pulling out the green bamboo and plum blossom hairpin on her head, she took out her precious little silver dagger, and then drilled hard into the big tree. She drilled, drilled, and finally saw a spark of fire coming out.

She was overjoyed and wiped the sweat off her forehead indiscriminately.

She broke off a twig and pointed it at the hole in the burning camphor tree.

Sparks kept popping up while drilling the wood, and finally ignited the broken wood and ignited the twigs.

Rong Qiao looked at the faint fire light, her eyes were full of light, and she smiled touchingly.

She broke off another thicker branch, burned all the leaves, and set the big branch on fire.

When the faint fire light gradually became stronger and could illuminate an area, the wolves under the camphor tree suddenly dodged away.

Rong Qiao pointed the torch in the direction of the wolves, and she climbed down bit by bit.When she was finally near the bottom of the camphor tree, a cold tone instantly poured out like cold water, extinguishing the burning hope in her heart.

"Seventeen, it seems like you won't be able to behave any longer." Gong Huangjue stood three feet away from her like a ghost.Before Rong Qiao could put away her surprise, the torch in her hand was blown by a gust of wind and extinguished!

As soon as the fire disappeared, those wolves swarmed over again. Rong Qiao climbed up the camphor tree in a desperate attempt. If she was late, a wolf would jump up and bite her down.

"Gong Huangjue, Gong Huangjue, I don't want you to tease me like this. I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no hatred in the past. Why are you messing with me to death? As I said, I will sell myself for 500 taels Is it because you don't believe me that you gave me back the money?"

Rong Qiao hugged the tree trunk, she was still in shock.

"Woman, the punishment for you seems to be a little lighter."

Like a shadow, Gong Huang suddenly appeared by Rong Qiao's side. He grabbed it with his fingers and was about to throw Rong Qiao to the wolves.

Rong Qiao raised her head, and bumped into his murderous eyes that were surging undercurrents, she was at the moment he let go.The instinct of survival made her tightly wrap her hands around Gong Huangjue's neck.

She also used her feet, tightly trapped around his waist.

Gong Huangjue smelled the faint fragrance of grass on Rong Qiao's body, and his body stiffened instinctively.

He is not Liu Xiahui, let alone a gentleman.

He knew that his body reacted to Rong Qiao with the soft jade in his arms.

He pinched her jaw and sneered cruelly.

"Woman, you asked for this."

Gong Huangjue brought Rong Qiao back to Gufenglou, he threw her on the cloud, and then began to take off the jade belt around his waist.

Rong Qiao looked at the sparks in his cold eyes and his actions, of course she knew what he wanted to do.

If it were another girl now, facing what might happen, she would definitely die.

But she is no ordinary girl.

She has been under the influence of her mother since she was a child, and has such a carefree father. Naturally, this pedestrian behaves differently from ordinary girls.

Therefore, although the current situation is terrible, it is not a dead end.

For her, losing the innocence that represented a girl, she would not die, thinking that her life would change from then on.

If this Gong Huangjue thinks that after having sex with her, she will be bound by him and tied Gao Fei's footsteps, then he is very wrong.

She, without losing her heart, is a free person.

No one can stop her from flying freely.

She looked at Gong Huangjue indifferently, watching the clothes on his body fall one by one on the cold ground, and she watched him walk over without any fear.

She was silent, very quiet, very quiet, without any resistance.

But at the moment he threw her down, her brows froze.

"It's my first time, please be gentle. Also, take off your mask, it's an eyesore."

click -

The atmosphere changed in an instant, and the killing intent was in the tent, rising in vain.

Gong Huangjue grabbed Rong Qiao's throat with one hand, the blood in his eyes flashed.

"Woman, if you want to die so much, I'll give you a ride."

No way, come again!
Rong Qiao's throat was blocked by him and he couldn't speak, her face turned red, then blue, and her lips turned purple.

She struggled with all four limbs, but she was no match for Gong Huangjue's strength.

Gong Huangjue stared at her pale face, watching her body gradually go limp.

Those red eyes, for some reason, suddenly trembled slightly.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand and threw Rong Qiao into the corner of the cloud.

Her head slammed into the cold, hard corner.

Cough cough - cough cough cough -

Dizzy and not breathing smoothly, Rong Qiao almost couldn't lift it up in one breath, kicked his feet, and almost reported to the Paradise of Elysium.

Gong Huangjue lost all interest at the moment, he put his clothes on and flew out of the Gufeng Tower.

With great difficulty, Rong Qiao regained his head, eyesight, and breathing smoothly.

Only then did she realize that she was the only one in this room.

The cold-faced man who wanted to force her was gone.

It was weird, why did that guy suddenly make such a vicious hand, she rubbed the painful place on her neck, thinking that there must be congestion there.

She twisted her neck, pulled the quilt over her body.

Could it be that the rumor was true, that he had to control seven women overnight, so when he heard that she was still a big girl, he suddenly lost interest?

There is this possibility, there is absolutely this possibility.

He must have gone to find his sixteen well-behaved wives, and she, hehe, can finally sleep peacefully.

Since there is no way to escape, she might as well stay here first.

Anyway, people are alive, with their heads growing on their necks, there will always be a way to figure it out.

When Rong Qiao thought of this, she lay down and closed her eyes beautifully for the rest of her life.

Outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The night wind passed through the screen window, rolled up the curtains, and danced.

Rong Qiao seemed to be immersed in a sweet dream, her red lips slightly raised, the corners of her mouth were as beautiful as pear blossoms, and there were blossoming smiles.

Occasionally, she would stick out the tip of her lovely tongue and lick the corner of her mouth as if tasting delicious food.

Kicking away the uncomfortable quilt, she turned over and lay down, hugging the soft pillow, with a dreamlike sweetness on her face.

"Father, mother, little brother—" she murmured in her dream.

A handsome figure standing outside the tent, with half of his face sunk in the darkness, the crescent-shaped mask gleaming with silver light in the hazy moonlight, with deep and sharp black pupils, at this moment confusion like mist rippled away, circling around Look at his long and narrow sword eyebrows.

He had never seen Rong Qiao sleeping so peacefully in the territory of Prince Zhong's Mansion.

Those women, those servants, were obedient to his demands on the surface, but they never dared to look him in the face, let alone look him in the eyes.

They tried to curry favor with him tremblingly, just to save their lives.

As for her, she was also afraid that her frail life would slip away from his hands in an instant. She almost died in his hands twice, but her attitude was different. A look of horror.

However, when she spoke, she met his face directly, looked straight into his eyes, and would never escape.

"It's my first time, please be gentle. Also, take off your mask, it's an eyesore."

Her words were still ringing in her ears.

He couldn't help but caressed half of his face wearing the crescent mask, and took it off silently.

The moonlight came in through the gap in the screen window, and he could clearly see his true face.

That half of the face, under the cover of the mask for a long time, is obviously paler than the half of the face exposed to the sun, but it is also more frightened and shocking than the half of the face in the sun.

There, the pattern of a wolf's head was engraved, which was very similar to the Zhuifeng he raised. The totem was clear and vivid. In the night, it felt like a lonely wolf howling towards the sky.

He approached her slowly, approaching.

However, the inherent coldness and violence in his body startled Rong Qiao who was on the cloud.

She turned over, just in time to see a black shadow flying out of the window of Gufeng Building.

Rong Qiao rubbed her hazy eyes, she said in surprise.

Why does that figure look so like that cold-faced man?Was he so full of energy that his sixteen wives hadn't met his needs?So in the middle of the night, he turned back to the original place to eat grass?

But since he came, why did he leave again?

Weird, really weird!

She shook her head puzzled, continued to turn over and lie down, and went back to her dream of getting rich.

(End of this chapter)