I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

But the woman didn't listen at all and ran towards him.

Because her mind was not clear, her steps were disorderly and she was easily defeated by Zhao Kangping with her bare hands.

He clamped the blade between his palms.

The woman smiled foolishly, and suddenly without warning, she kneed Zhao Kangping in the lower abdomen.

Suddenly attacked, Zhao Kangping hunched his body and loosened his hands, and the blade was about to hit him.

His figure suddenly turned into a flash of lightning and shot backwards.

When he reappeared, he was already standing three feet away.

Dongfang Jingrou took a staggering step and rushed towards him again.

Her steps were completely random, and if he paid more attention, he could even knock her down with one kick.

But he knew she wouldn't get herself drunk like this for no reason. Something must have happened to her. Fortunately, she met him, who had a good temper and was so accommodating to her.

Zhao Kangping stood there, waiting for her to come over and chop him.

He shook his head and watched the woman stumble towards him.

Then, effortlessly, he snatched the knife from her hand.

"Have you vented enough?" Zhao Kangping threw the knife not far away. It was too dangerous for her to hold the weapon, so it was better to keep it far away.

"No!" The woman pouted, very dissatisfied, and swung her pink fist towards Zhao Kangping's chest.

He gripped her hands tightly, stopping her from moving any further, and said, "How do you want to vent?"

"Give me some wine." The woman puffed out her chest, completely unaware of the inappropriateness of her action. Her sinful, imposing bosom was dazzling.

Her serious and stern image is deeply rooted in everyone's mind. No one would have thought that she would become like this when she was drunk.

"Okay, I'll give you some wine. Don't regret it." Zhao Kangping took out his treasured Drunken Immortal Wine. This wine could even make monks drunk. It was much stronger than the wine in the wine shops in the city.

These wines were given to him by his senior sister. He usually doesn't drink them, but he was thinking about giving them as gifts someday.

I didn't expect to use it this time.

Most monks who can drink a lot would probably get drunk after just a few drinks, let alone this one jar.

One jar would surely make her pass out. If she dared to drink, she would soon be completely drunk, and then she would be able to calm down.

However, his initiative to take out the wine aroused the woman's suspicion.

Dongfang Jingrou frowned, thinking, how could he be so kind as to give her some wine? There must be something wrong with this wine.

Dongfang Jingrou: "You drink first."

After the wine jar was opened, a rich aroma of wine filled the air.

Zhao Kangping didn't bother to be polite with her. He picked up the jar of wine and took a few sips.

When the wine goes down your throat, it has a spicy aroma, but the aftertaste is sweet.

After taking a sip, Zhao Kangping felt a little regretful.

This wine is strong liquor, but it is not meant to be gulped down like this. It is usually drunk in small sips from a very small wine glass.

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He had only taken a few sips when his whole face turned red as if it was burned.

He put down the wine jar, turned around, and faced Dongfang Jingrou with the side he had not drunk.

The woman's eyes were half open due to drunkenness. She took the jar of wine and tried to drink it down in big gulps, just like she did in the tavern before.

However, she noticed something was wrong after just a few sips.

The alcohol content of the wine in that tavern is very low, not much stronger than water, so you won't feel burdened even if you drink as many jars as you want.

But this wine is the Immortal Intoxicating Wine, a spiritual wine that even monks can get drunk.

"Puff! Cough cough cough~"

Dongfang Jingrou, realizing that the wine was a bit strong, spat out a big mouthful of it.

But she still swallowed a lot of wine.

She continued coughing for a while, her head felt dizzy, and everything she saw was double.

"You, you..." The woman had a bad feeling and thought she was going to get drunk and make a mistake.

However, the figure in front of her fell down faster than her.

Zhao Kangping then realized that he really couldn't drink much. He passed out after just a few sips of Drunken Immortal Wine.

After he fell down, Dongfang Jingrou also fell drunk on top of him.

Chapter 183: Crying Dongfang Jingrou

It was soon noon, and Dongfang Jingrou, who had a better alcohol tolerance, woke up first.

She found that her clothes were in disarray, her hairpin was missing, and her three thousand strands of black hair were loose.

After smelling the strong smell of alcohol, she shuddered all over.

Then she saw Zhao Kangping who was pressed under her.

At that moment, her mind was a mess.

She vaguely remembered that she went to drink because she was in a bad mood, and then started to act crazy while drunk.

She also remembered that Zhao Kangping came to see her.

But I don't remember the specific details clearly.

Oh, right, the photo stone.

He seemed to have recorded something with the photo stone, but she just couldn't remember it.

Wait, it seems like someone is holding her waist.

Only then did she notice the man's hand around her soft waist.

"Snapped!"

The woman blushed and slapped the man in the face.

This time, Zhao Kangping immediately woke up from his coma.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Zhao Kangping covered his face. After focusing his eyes, he noticed that Dongfang Jingrou was biting her lower lip and looking at him with shame and anger.

"What did you do to me?" The woman suddenly got up and moved away from him.

The place where he was slapped felt hot, and Zhao Kangping had no idea what was wrong with this woman.

He also felt aggrieved because he had done nothing.

Oh, by the way, he used the photo stone to take a picture of her throwing a tantrum.

However, her clothes were intact and nothing particularly indecent was captured in the photos.

Seeing the man in a daze, Dongfang Jingrou straightened her clothes and asked again, "Did you take advantage of me being drunk and do something bad to me?"

"No." Of course, he would not admit that he had used the photo stone.

"No?" The woman obviously didn't believe it.

She smelled a masculine scent in the air, and even her body was stained with his scent, which made her suspicious.

But although her clothes were in disarray, there was no sign of them being torn.

She looked inward and found that her primordial yin was still there.

But that didn't reassure her.

The man must have seen himself acting crazy while drunk.

She took a few steps back and said guiltily, "Just forget what happened today and pretend nothing happened."

"What are you talking about? Nothing happened in the first place. It's like someone wants to have something happen to you."

"you you……"

Dongfang Jingrou thought about it and it seemed that nothing substantial had happened. But why did the way he spoke make her so angry?

"I don't care, you're taking advantage of me. I've never been touched by a man before..." The more she spoke, the lower her head lowered. A blush crept across her fair face once again.

"What? Do you want to marry me?" Seeing her rare shy look, Zhao Kangping thought her account had been hacked.

"Go to hell!" The woman punched him in the face, but he easily caught her hand and did it in one go.

Dongfang Jingrou always felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Only then did she remember that when she was drunk, she had swung her fist at him like this, and he had caught it.

"Let go!" The woman's expression turned cold, but since he had seen her ugly appearance when drunk, she could no longer maintain her cold and arrogant temperament.

In fact, Dongfang Jingrou is not cold, that is just her protective color.

In the world of immortal cultivation, female cultivators were often considered a disadvantaged group. Of course, there were exceptions for those with exceptional talent, but she was not one of them.

"Let me go and let you hit me?" Zhao Kangping said.

The woman raised her foot to kick him in the stomach, but his other hand grabbed her foot.

This time, even if Zhao Kangping didn't do it on purpose, he saw the woman's delicate legs under her skirt covered with a shiny black stocking.

It's quite hot.

The shiny black stockings feel very smooth to the touch, and her beautiful legs feel firm and without a trace of excess fat due to regular exercise.

"You hooligan!" She wanted to struggle, but standing on one leg, she fell into a passive position.

Zhao Kangping lifted one of her hands and legs, grabbed her and pressed her against a tree.

He pressed her extremely flexible thighs down onto her shoulders.

This woman's flexibility is really amazing. Even beauties who practice yoga may not be so flexible.

Wouldn't that mean you can do some difficult moves?

Ah, bah, I am a serious person.

"You've kicked me, you've hit me, you've even hit me on the head with a wine jar. I've been tolerant enough towards you. If you continue to act like this, I'll kill you on the spot." He pretended to be fierce, but in fact he was trying to scare her so that she would remember the lesson and not dare to act presumptuously in front of him again.

Senior sister arranged her to assist him, and she must also hope that she could become a spy.

But Zhao Kangping didn't like being surrounded by his senior sister's spies.

He wanted to establish his authority and make this woman afraid of him.

Otherwise, she will shit on his head sooner or later.

But this posture is really...

Dongfang Jingrou stood on one leg with one foot lifted up, and she didn't feel safe at all.

A sense of shame made her afraid.

She was really a little afraid that this man would lose his mind and kill her on the spot.

Although he was decent looking, she didn't have any romantic feelings for him. At least not yet.

"No." She said with a trembling voice, a little scared.

Apparently, he was frightened. Zhao Kangping said, "Butler Dongfang, I don't want to do that either. As long as you don't cause me any trouble, I won't do anything."

As he said that, he released her hands and feet.

After being freed from her restraints, the woman collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

A trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it: "Then what do you want?"

She also realized that this man's cultivation was higher than hers. If he really wanted to do something wrong, she would have no choice but to let him control her.

"Nothing. I know my senior sister asked you to monitor me. From now on, you have to tell me your reports to her first."

"Just, that's it?" She was a little incredulous.

She thought he wanted to force her to do something bad.