Chapter 800: I will be gentle, good sister

He pulled Nan Baozhu's shoulders and kissed her lips deeply.
Her taste was like sweet rose bean paste and millet cake mixed with green orange and rose flower dew. It was a delicacy he had never tasted before.
He tasted it, strong and domineering.
Nan Baozhu was afraid.
She raised her wet apricot eyes. The young fox eyes were so dark and dark, like a hunter who had finally caught his prey after all the hardships and was about to peel her skin and bones.
He is so dangerous...
Nan Baozhu stretched out his hands and pressed them nervously against the boy's chest.
She walked in a hurry when she got married, and she hadn't even seen the fire avoidance picture.
She pushed Ning Wanzhou away and moved nervously to the corner of the bed.
She wiped her lips, lowered her head and whispered: "I, I'm not ready yet..."
Ning Wanzhou sat over.
The young man is tall, even if he is sitting, he is much taller than her.
He squeezed her into a small place, full of aggression.
He unhurriedly unbuckled Nan Baozhu: "When will my sister be ready? I am afraid it will never be ready. It is better to hit the sun than choosing a day, I want my sister today."
He beat Zhao Wu.
But he failed to kill the disciple.
Although it was a bitter winter, the whole body of the youth was boiling and burning, and he had to break something to restore calm.
And Nan Baozhu is his most thirst-quenching prey.
The clothes faded.
It was a winter afternoon when snow light spilled in through the carved wooden windows, and the hibiscus-colored bed nets isolated most of the winter sun, but there was alienated light and shadow jumping on the girl's body.
Nan Baozhu swept the quilt, embarrassingly covering herself: "Don't look..."
Ning Wanzhou took her into his arms.
He pulled the quilt away a little bit.
The fox chuckled slightly in his eyes. He lowered his head and bit the girl's ear from behind: "My sister is beautiful...I like it so much. Can I kiss my sister?"
Nan Baozhu was short of breath.
How can she answer this kind of question?
She was forced to lean in his arms, and his arm was on her chest, cutting off her retreat.
The girl painted Dan Koo's thin white hands, and placed them weakly on his arms. She was a young boy who was as weak as her a few years ago. At this time, her arms were slender and her muscles were as strong as steel.
Nan Baozhu lowered her head deeply and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Ning Wanzhou tilted his head: "My sister does not speak, it means tacit approval."
He tenderly kissed Nan Baozhu on the cheek, and asked, "Sister, can I untie my robe?"
Nan Baozhu's pink neck became crimson.
Untie the robe...
How embarrassed she did it!
"Sister is shy?" Ning Wanzhou's fox's eyes were turned into crescent moons, and he held Nan Baozhu's hands and placed them on his buckle. "Sister will definitely do it."
Nan Baozhu blushed and dared not look at his eyes at all.
She hung her head shyly, groping to unhook him.
Obviously it was extremely simple, but her fingertips trembled lightly, and she was always out of control.
In a hurry, his fingertips prodded the boy's jaw, causing the opponent to groan.
The rough palm used to hold the sword and the small hand of Nan Baozhu.
"How did my sister become so dumb?"
A low laugh came from above, with a shallow breath.
It's like a joke, and it's like being petting.
Nan Baozhu finally collapsed and got into the bed with tears: "I will ignore you!"
Ning Wanzhou glanced at the bulging bed, and put down the tent very patiently.
"I, I am afraid of pain."
"I will be gentle, sister behaved."
The unique smell of wind and snow on the young man's body gradually burned in the tent.
A golden carving incense ball hung outside the curtain.
The cold wind blew open the carved window, and the small golden bell at the bottom of the incense ball rang crisply.
When the wind stopped, the little golden bell still rang fragilely.
...
Birthday feast in the front yard.
The table is full of delicacies.
Nan Baoyi feasted and ate two bowls of rice.
Wiping her hands and mouth clean, she noticed the cold smoke and got up and left the table.
She had a lot to say to her, so she chased it out.
Passing the corner of the veranda, she saw Han Yanliang standing under the palace lantern, calmly gazing at the plum tree outside the veranda, her voice indifferent: "Come out."
Nan Baoyi secretly gave her a thumbs up.
As expected to be the boss of Han, he is really alert.
She was about to go out, but the noble son in white clothes Shengxue went out before her.
It is Shen Yichao.
Nan Baoyi was stunned, and hurriedly hid in the corner without daring to say anything.
Han Yanliang squinted his eyes and contemplated the tide: "I came out to go to the toilet, what are you doing with you? Why, Xiao Lang of the Shen family, want to go to the toilet hand in hand with me?"
"Girl Han," Shen Yichao's face was cold, "I'm just here to warn you, stay away from my brother in the future."
A few branches of plum blossoms slanted into the veranda, blocking Nan Baoyi's sight.
She couldn't see exactly how boss Han looked.
But she should feel sad, right?
Han Yanliang smiled: "Please Shen Xiaolang Jun Mingjian, it was your brother who imprisoned me by his side, and it was not me who took the initiative to follow him, so you should tell your brother this kind of thing—"
"The smoke is cold."
Shen Yichao interrupted her coldly.
He was expressionless: "My brother is a son of a famous family, and he controls one hundred thousand Jin Wuwei. His status is only higher than mine. He will only marry aristocratic daughters in the future, do you understand?"
Han Yanliang didn't bother to talk to him.
Shen Yichao took a step forward and took out a pill from his arms: "If you want to leave Shen Mansion, I am willing to help you. This is a fake death pill. You can fake death for twelve hours if you take it. I will send you out. Shen Mansion, settle you in my suburban garden. Brother can't find you, and Xiao Daoyan can't find you. From now on, you won't have any trouble.
Han Yanliang raised his eyebrows.
She stared at the pill and smiled: "Then, I will become your unseen outer room for Mr. Shen Xiaolang, right?"
Shen Yichao asked: "Do you think the outsider's status is low?"
Han Yanliang joked: "It depends on whose outer room it is. If it's your brother, I would love it."
"Cold smoke!"
"Do you have any enlightenment?"
Shen Yichao was short of breath.
He stared at the bright girl in front of him, as if staring at a stranger.
She is so stubborn, and her smile is full of sarcasm, as if what he is doing now is a joke in her eyes.
The shame of losing control came to mind again.
He flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "My brother has a very high vision. You want to be his outside room. It is absolutely impossible! In the past, I will give you two ways. One is to be my outsider. Room; Second, I will tell my parents about your seducing brother. You choose one!"
Nan Baoyi was stunned.
Xiao Lang of the Shen family is really cruel.
If you don't get it, you will destroy it. Who did he learn from?
Has he ever loved Boss Han?
When she was struggling, she suddenly heard Han Yanliang shouting loudly: "Second Mrs. Shen, your husband forced me to be his outside room. Come and see! Shen Yichao forced Liang to be a prostitute!"
"neat……"
Shen Yichao turned around nervously.
But there was nothing in the veranda.