Transmigration:The Stunning Princess

"What am I doing?" Yang Mo stepped forward. I suddenly thought of the madman, had to suck his nose, the snot rubbed on his sleeve, while rubbing side way: "forget it, I don't blame you."

"But you didn't do what I asked of you?" Yang Mo pulled out his sleeve and suddenly bit me, "I clearly want you to stay in the Golden Lion stronghold, don't you?"

"I didn't promise you not to go out." I muttered, "besides, I don't blame you, you don't blame me, even."

"Even?" Yang Mo joked, "you don't listen to me and run around. I haven't criticized you, so it's even?" With that, he squinted at my reaction. I had no choice but to rub against him like a coquettish, pretending to be charming, and said to him, "OK, ah Mo, I'll listen to you and stop running around."

Yang Mo dodged back. I didn't rub against him. My gravity was unstable and I almost fell. Yang Mo helped me and said, "don't do this." When I saw that the warm offensive didn't work, I said, "how can you not be angry?"

Yang Mo pointed to my bed: "I'll sleep here tonight, OK?" Then, he played helpless as if, "you promise, I will not be angry."

I thought for a moment, "don't you need your care tonight?"

Yang Mo tilted his eyes at me and said, "the miracle doctor has come back. He will watch the night tonight." After that, he stares at me to see my reaction. I was staring at his eyes, heart pounding, busy cover up way: "OK, you live in my room, I go to Xiao Lian's room to sleep." Then I turned and walked out the door.

Yang Mo listened to me and grabbed me, "don't go out!"

My eyes turned: "want me not to go out, but you must abide by the agreement, and not angry."

Yang Mo held me in his arms and said, "how can I really be angry with you? Go to bed. I have something to tell you

Late at night, the lights have gone out. The two of us were lying on the bed with our clothes and getting into the quilt. Yang Mocai secretly told me about the top area. It turns out that on the night of our engagement, someone actually sneaked into the girl's room and raped her. After the doctor returned to the mountain, the autopsy found that the girl's lower body was stained with blood, and the bed sheet was also stained with blood. The corpse was blue and purple, and the mattress and quilt were in a mess, proving that the girl struggled desperately, but it was still of no help. The crux of the case is that the injured girl has been hanged and died. No one else has seen the villain's appearance with his own eyes. The girl next door only saw in the moonlight through the window that the man was tall, with disheveled hair and untidy clothes, but she didn't see the person's appearance at all.

Yang Mo whispered to me in the quilt: "why should I tell you in the quilt? I'm afraid that the Golden Lion stronghold will be overheard. I suspect that the villain is a man of high martial arts. If he eavesdrop on our conversation, I'm afraid it will be bad for you. "

After listening to Yang Mo's words, I think of the madman again. But does Yang Mo know the madman? According to what the madman said before, Yang Mo saved him, but he didn't seem to want Yangmo to know his existence. What shall I do? You can only test Yang mo.

"Do you know the bad man?" I asked Yang Mo in a low voice.

Yang Mo whispered, "I have a vague candidate in my heart, but..."

"But what?" I asked Yang Mo alertly.

Yang Mo leaned close to me, put his arm around my waist, and whispered in my ear, "a person who should not exist in the mountain. He should go far away and leave the mountain instead of staying in it. "

I turned to Yang Mo's arms: "who is this man?" In fact, I am so active to Yang Mo, but also want to cover up my modesty. Because I was so nervous that my heart was pounding for fear that he would find out about the relationship between me and the madman.

"Someone you don't know. He was sentenced to death before you went up the mountain... " Yang Mo stopped halfway.

My body shook in Yang Mo's arms. Yang Mo noticed that I was different. He pressed me tightly with his arm and said, "what's the matter with you? Why do you tremble? "

"I just heard about the death penalty A little scared. Ah Mo, don't you doubt someone else? Why suspect a death penalty It seems that Yang Mo's choice is a madman. I have to find a way to divert his attention from the madman.

Yang Mo shook his head: "I can't think of any other people who would do this The description of that girl is too similar to him

"Will someone disguise himself as him and deliberately frame the blame?" I told my guess. Because I fully believe that the madman will not do so after understanding during the day, I try my best to ask Yang Mo not to doubt the madman.

Yang Mo hugged me in his arms, gently kisses my lips and says, "you and he have never met, why do you want to help him to get away?"

When I heard Yang Mo say it, I trembled again, so I had to cover up and say, "it's not Help Excuse me, but I hope you can think more carefully. In my opinion, if there is no evidence to prove that it must be that person, all the other men in the mountain, except you, the old mountain master and Hua Feiyu, may be other men in the mountain

Hearing this, Yang Mo chuckled and said, "you don't doubt me?"

"Why should I doubt you?" I blurted out, "you didn't last night With me... " Then I found Yang Mo's way. I was so ashamed that I buried my head in his arms.Yang Mo suddenly turned around and pressed me under his body. He gasped and said to me, "linger, I Can't I really get you? This morning... " Before Yang Mo finished his words, I pushed him and said, "you promised me. Or I won't let you lie in bed

But Yang Mo is a man of Kung Fu. I can't push him. I can't help but sigh that this time it's really over. If he has a strong bow, I can't cry for help like being raped, right? It's estimated that no matter how I call it, no one can come to save me. Besides, I can't resist Yang Mo's attack on me with both hardness and softness

Just as Yang Mo began to untie my clothes, the window frame was like a small stone and gave out a "peck". Yang Mo stops and listens attentively to the movement outside the window. The figure of the madman appears in my mind again. I dare not move. I can't help but cry in my heart: madman, you fool, don't care about me and Yangmo When my brain was still short circuited, Yang Mo suddenly lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, pushed the window, and jumped out of the house and ran into the yard. His action was as fast as lightning. All of a sudden, I heard Yang Mo stop drinking: "who is it?" There was no movement in the yard except for a hula.

I ran out of the house and saw Yang Mo standing in the middle of the yard, looking at the sky on the wall of the yard.