"Hello, beautiful."
"I said I was just passing by, do you believe me?"
Looking at the woman who came in, Qin Nuo remained calm and greeted the woman with a smile.
She didn't say anything, but took a few steps back, her hand on the door handle. Her alert and suspicious eyes made her feel like she was catching someone cheating in bed.
She looked at Lingxiang and said quietly, "Lingxiang, if you do this, you will die miserably."
Ling Xiang quickly explained: "It's not like yours. He came in through that door."
"Those things are chasing it!"
It was obvious that the woman also knew what was outside. A hint of realization appeared on her face, but she still looked at Qin Nuo with vigilance.
"It doesn't matter. Even if we stay in the same room, people would mistakenly think we are related."
"How dare you be so bold! He will break your hand!"
The woman said this and looked at Qin Nuo again.
Qin Nuo said helplessly: "I also know that it is very rude to barge in on a girl I don't know, but I have no choice. In order to survive, even if you despise me, I have to stay here."
As he said this, he leaned back in his chair and acted shamelessly.
The woman couldn't help but say, "Why are you so disgusting?"
"Xiaolan, just let him be. Now is not the time to talk about this."
Lingxiang said this and picked up the plate.
Xiaolan quickly opened the door and waited for Lingxiang to leave. Then she turned around and said to Qin Nuo, "You stay in here. Don't come out and don't make any noise. Otherwise, you'll hurt Lingxiang badly! Got it?"
Although it sounded like he was still labeled as a mistress, Qin Nuo still nodded.
Seeing Qin Nuo nodded, Xiaolan turned around and walked out the door.
The door closed, and the Blood-Eyed Ghost said, "It seems this carriage is a lucky draw. Two beautiful girls are letting you stay in their boudoirs. Don't you have any other ideas?"
"If I had any other ideas, I would have died in this carriage."
"Game NPCs are more poisonous than the thorny roses on the roadside. Don't take risks lightly."
Qin Nuo stood up and walked to the window. The gap at the bottom allowed him to see what was happening outside.
There was a living room outside the room. In addition to Lingxiang and Xiaolan, there were several other women sitting at the dining table.
What is a feast for the eyes is that each of them is a real beauty, each with her own unique beauty, and now they are all sitting elegantly and upright on the chairs.
Lingxiang placed the snow fungus and lotus seed soup in her hand on the main seat, then returned to the chair at the back.
After Lingxiang sat down, there was no communication at the table. They sat there upright. Looking closely, there was obvious panic on each of their pretty faces.
Soon, a side door was opened.
A tall dark figure came out and sat on a chair.
He was an ugly man with rough features. He was shirtless and when he sat down, the fat on his body shook.
The big black hair on the chest makes people feel sick.
He leaned back in his chair, raised his hand to touch his nose, and his eyes swept over the delicacies on the table.
The women all lowered their heads, some were even trembling slightly, their faces turning pale with fear.
"For those of you who have trembling legs, if you have cramps, I can help you. You will never have this problem again."
The ugly man spoke in a grim voice, rubbing his hands covered in black mud, his grim gaze slowly moving over those beautiful figures.
The women didn't dare to make a sound, they lowered their heads and watched the man's every move.
The ugly man glanced at Lingxiang at the end, picked up the bowl of soup and took a sip.
"Not bad."
"Eat your chopsticks, my dear wives."
As soon as he spoke, the women picked up their chopsticks and started eating, afraid of being a step behind.
Wives?
Qin Nuo, who was hiding behind the door and windows, couldn't help but look stunned.
This guy actually has nine wives?
And each of them is as beautiful as a flower!
What's even more ridiculous is that the man was so ugly that his face looked as if it had been chewed by a horse.
Qin Nuo had an expression that had shocked me for most of the past six months.
At the dining table, the women are eating, but the style of the painting looks a bit weird.
They all seemed to be very hungry and wanted to eat the food urgently, but in the end they maintained an elegant and ladylike manner of eating slowly and chewing the food carefully.
The ugly man didn't look, but continued to drink the soup in his hand that Lingxiang had personally made for him.
Halfway through drinking, he suddenly put down the bowl.
The bowl just touched the table lightly, and it broke apart crisply, and a lot of soup flowed out.
Lingxiang saw this and quickly stood up, picked up a towel and went over to wipe the spilled soup.
"Is... the soup not tasty?"
Lingxiang wiped it while speaking, but the color on her face was fading away bit by bit.
“The soup is delicious.”
"The heat is perfect, and the ingredients are perfect, but as I drink it, I feel like there's something else going on. Did you add something to it?"
The ugly man looked at her with a sharp, frightening look in his eyes.
"I added everything according to your taste, it shouldn't be..."
Lingxiang spoke tremblingly, her voice gradually becoming smaller and smaller. She was so frightened that she couldn't even raise her voice.
"Won't?"
"Then why do I taste a fishy smell in the soup?"
The ugly man suddenly grabbed Lingxiang's hand, and his ugly face became more and more hideous.
"I...I don't understand..."
Lingxiang wanted to break free from the hand, but it was like being clamped by a pair of pliers, unable to break free at all, and instead it became more painful.
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