Chapter 443: Do not listen to the stick
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Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant’s Pampered Demon Empress
- Qin Shuangshuang
- 678 characters
- 2021-03-04 10:48:19
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When Chu Qingchuan heard that ugly fort master called her to sleep in, she was so scared that her body was trembling consciously. The experience last night was really horrible, and she now feels pain in the place where she is fucked. No, if she was ravaged for a few hours tonight, she would definitely not be able to stand up tomorrow.
Seeing Chu Qingchuan's appearance, Suier immediately helped Chu Qingchuan respond and said, "I see, the ninety-nine wife will go out on time."
Sui'er immediately said to Chu Qingchuan: "Aunt Ninety-Nine, have you forgotten the first house rule?"
"The one who disobeys the master will die." Chu Qingchuan said subconsciously, and then came over in shock, stood up with a panic expression on his face, and asked: "Sui'er, look at what's wrong with my aunt?"
Sui'er looked up and down at Chu Qingchuan and said, "Aunt Ninety-Nine, you don't need to dress up in the master's house, just wash it and wrap it in the quilt."
Chu Qingchuan's eyes widened slightly: "What should the auntie Ben do next?"
Sui'er and the simple-minded Chu Qingchuan were not polite. They directly took Chu Qingchuan's arm, pulled Chu Qingchuan to the dressing table and sat down, then removed all the hair accessories, and put on a beautiful waist-length show. The hair was scattered, and then he painted a coquettish makeup look suitable for Chu Qingchuan. After the painting, he was overjoyed: "Aunt Ninety-Nine, you are so good-looking, even Suier will be fascinated by you."
Chu Qingchuan picked up the mirror and looked at her small face. It was indeed very delicate, and touched her cheek with satisfaction.
Sui'er thought that it was late, and immediately took the mirror in Chu Qingchuan's hand and put it down, then pulled Chu Qingchuan to the bedside, and took Chu Qingchuan off his clothes in a panic.
"Do you all... have to take it off?" Chu Qingchuan asked in a daze.
"Of course you have to take it all off. If you take it off, you will be killed by a stick." Sui'er said casually.
Chu Qingchuan immediately shuddered with fright. The aunt in this fort had a really hard life, and she would be killed by a stick if she missed it.
Soon, Chu Qingchuan felt cold all over, and Sui'er took off Chu Qingchuan only the bottom of his trousers.
"I'll take off the profanity pants!" Chu Qingchuan immediately climbed onto the bed, took off his only profane pants, and then quickly wrapped herself in a pink quilt.
"Aunt Ninety-Nine is ready to come in." Suier turned and walked outside the screen and shouted.
Soon, two men wearing golden masks walked in, came to the bed and lifted Chu Qingchuan back and forth, and then walked out of the house.
Chu Qingchuan buried most of his face in the quilt. Thinking of the pain last night, his body shivered unconsciously.
The two masked men carried Chu Qingchuan out of the attic, only to see that the sky was already dark and lanterns were lit everywhere.
After passing several long corridors, Chu Qingchuan was carried into a magnificent room, and then placed on a large bed through the screen.
The two masked men put down Chu Qingchuan and walked out.
Chu Qingchuan was wrapped in the quilt, and his body was shaking slightly.
After the two masked men went out, Yu Wuxia, the master of the Fortress of Shenwei, came to the bed, wearing a golden mask with half of his face, which made people unable to see clearly.
Yu Wuxia looked at Chu Qingchuan who was lying in the quilt, with only her white forehead exposed, her whole body trembling lightly, and she couldn't help laughing uncontrollably: "Show your face, Lord wants to see you."
When Chu Qingchuan heard the obscene voice, he felt numb all over, but when he thought of the first house rule that was firmly engraved in his heart, he immediately showed his coquettish face, but he still did not dare to raise his eyes. Look at the ugly fort master.