Chapter 70 Well done!

After Manluo finished speaking, she staggered towards Chu Jin with unsteady steps.

A trace of panic flashed in Chu Jin's eyes. He never expected that this woman would be so shameless in order to survive. He couldn't help but feel angry and annoyed, but he was injected with numbing powder and was tied up by chains. He had nowhere to escape.

"You, you bitch, don't come over here!" he shouted!

Manluo didn't care whether he was willing or not. She staggered to his side and fell on him without even standing firmly.

Chu Jin was so angry that he raised his legs to kick her away, but his legs would not obey him.

Manluo slowly propped herself up and leaned over him, caressing his charming and seductive cheek with her slender hands:

"As for her appearance, she is much more beautiful than those two young prostitutes in Qiyun Pavilion, but I don't know if she is useful. Don't worry, I will be gentle!"

Then, her small hand reached out to his chest, and with a little force, the red robe on Chu Jin was torn open, and the woman's hot red lips slowly pressed down...

Chu Jin was filled with shame and anger, but he couldn't move his body. The worst thing was that under her teasing, his body became even more tense and hotter...

After a long time, Manluo raised her charming eyes and hummed softly:

"You still think you're some chaste and virtuous man! Men are all the same..."

Then, he slowly pressed his body forward.

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The room is full of beauty...

The man's shouting and cursing gradually became quieter, and his heavy breathing mixed with the woman's moans came one after another.

Until the sun sets in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun shines through the mottled window lattices and falls into the messy room.

Manluo then lazily got up from Chu Jin, her long black hair spread out wantonly, a few strands of hair soaked with sweat, sticking tightly to her jade-like cheeks.

The originally messy clothes were now half-covered, and large areas of snow-white skin were faintly visible in the hazy light, exuding a fatal temptation, with a bit of charm after tenderness, just like a beauty walking out of a painting.

It was not until this moment that Manluo felt that although her body was in great pain, the effect of the medicine in her body was gradually dissipating.

She glanced sideways at Chu Jin beside her.

But at this moment, he looked dejected, his charming face flushed red with anger and shame, his hawk-like eyes widened, staring at her viciously, as if he wanted to pounce on her and bite her a few times.

Manluo chuckled, a charming blush spreading across her face. She stretched out her hand and pinched Chu Jin's cheek hard:

"Well done! I really underestimated you. You almost cost me my life!"

As she spoke, she supported her slender waist and stood up, rustling her clothes.

Chu Jin was extremely embarrassed and angry, and he cursed loudly:

"Bitch, bitch! I've never seen such a shameless bitch like you!"

He cursed, but when he saw her curvy figure with her back to him, which was perfectly outlined in the light and shadow, he quickly lowered his eyes.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a bright color on his white underwear, and his eyes were startled:

This Zisha seems to be extremely coquettish. Could it be that this is her first time?

No wonder, just now she...

Thinking of this, his body suddenly tensed up and he turned his face away in embarrassment.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room had not yet dissipated. Manluo gently twisted her messy hair with her fingertips, walked barefoot to the wall, and bent down to pick up the gold hairpin that had fallen to the ground.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the hairpin, reflecting a cold light, which formed a strange contrast with the blush on her face that had not yet faded.

Chu Jin leaned against the wall, still unable to move. Witnessing Manluo's every move, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

As expected, Manluo slowly turned around, holding the golden hairpin. The charm in her eyes disappeared, replaced by cold murderous intent:

"No one else must know what happened today. Only the dead can keep their mouths shut!"

Manluo's voice was soft, but like a poisoned blade, it contained a hint of ruthlessness.

"Okay! I would rather die than be defiled by you, so just kill me!" Chu Jin simply closed his eyes, his face full of fearlessness!

Seeing this, Manluo raised a mocking smile at the corner of her lips:

"Alright, your death wasn't unjust. At least you got to be a playboy before you died!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Manluo rushed forward.

But she shook her wrist, and the golden hairpin, accompanied by the sound of wind, pierced Chu Jin's throat!