"What do you mean by 'you' and 'me'? They are all my personal property." As he spoke, Master Jiu grabbed Fu Tong'er's wrist, pulled her up, and held her in his arms. At the same time, he pulled the silk scarf wrapped around her body and threw it aside.
Sure enough, I saw her wearing that fiery red tube top and a very short Western skirt!
The man's gaze was unabashedly condescending, his fingers tracing over the ringing bells...
Jiu Ye pulled the cloak behind him forward, then gathered it together, covering Fu Tong'er completely in his arms, and said gently: "Are you warmer?"
Then, he picked up the food with chopsticks and fed it to the child himself: "Eat more."
Fu Tong'er held out her hand: "I can do it myself. No need for you."
The man stuffed Fu Tong'er's hand into his cloak again: "Your brother Lu Jin will feed you."
Fu Tong'er said angrily, "Why don't you go accompany that female demon? Why are you running to me? I'm so sickly, and even Jiu Ye wouldn't like me. That sister is so nice, she's older and has a plump figure. She rubs against Jiu Ye all the time, and Jiu Ye likes her."
"Tong'er—" Jiu Ye raised his voice, stretching out the words. His heavy voice told Fu Tong'er to stop.
At this moment, the female voice came from outside the door again: "Jiu Ye... Jiu Ye, brother invites you——"
Fu Tong'er snorted, turned around and rubbed against Jiu Ye's arms. It was just rubbing, who wouldn't...
Jiu Ye's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and he closed his eyes and said loudly: "This prince needs to accompany my wife!"
Fu Tong'er rubbed against Jiu Ye's arms again: "Master, is this how she rubs?!" As she spoke, she raised her hand and slowly stroked the man's chest -
It was almost April, so the weather wasn't particularly cold. Jiu Ye was strong from years of fighting, so he didn't wear much. Fu Tong'er was already dressed seductively, and now she was teasing him all over.
Jiu Ye held Fu Tong'er in his arms and felt for the first time that he had been drugged by a fairy, and it was a fairy he had chosen himself!
The room was so quiet that one could hear Jiu Ye's strong heartbeat.
After a while, there were knocks on the door again...
Duan Qinghong's sister Shucen came again and called out, "Nineth Master? Nineth Master, are you resting?"
When Fu Tong'er heard this, she immediately became a drama queen and lay sideways in Jiu Ye's arms, coquettishly saying: "Brother Lu Jin~"
Jiu Ye took a deep breath. In his arms lay a demon that wanted to kill him! So he coaxed, "I'll take care of it! Tong'er, be good!"
As he said that, he stood up, carried Fu Tong'er to the bed, and wrapped her in a quilt.
"Brother Lu Jin~" Fu Tong'er stretched out one leg and slid it around Jiu Ye's chest.
Jiu Ye grabbed Fu Tong'er's feet, suppressed his anger, and said gently: "I will handle it, Tong'er, please be more restrained." As he said that, he put Fu Tong'er's legs into the quilt and wrapped them more tightly.
He endured it with great difficulty!
The knock on the door came again.
"Jiu Ye~Jiu Ye~"
When Fu Tong'er heard this, she was not willing to show weakness. She could not lose in a competition of tenderness, so she cried out even more fiercely: "Brother Lu Jin~ It hurts~"
Jiu Ye: "..., Tong'er! Don't go too far!"
He knew exactly when Fu Tong'er would cry out "pain"...
So he turned around and walked quickly towards the door of the wing room.
When I opened the door, Shu Cen appeared.
"Nine Master~"
Fu Tong'er listened carefully——
"What's the matter?"
Shu Cen said, "Master Jiu, my brother said that the plum cakes in this shop are delicious, so I asked my younger sister to bring some to you for you to try."
Hearing this, Fu Tong'er snorted. What a lame excuse! He was coming here to see Master Jiu, and he was still talking about plum cakes. What about plum cakes? What do plum cakes taste like?
"Thank you!"
After this sound, there was the sound of the door closing.
Fu Tong'er threw back the quilt and struck a pose on the bed. She was wearing a bright red Western-style dress, and her young figure made her look extremely charming.
Jiu Ye was carrying the plate of plum cakes over. When he looked up, he saw the scene on the bed that captivated him.
He couldn't help but stop and look at this beauty from head to toe, and back again, several times. He mentally slapped himself. If he hadn't let her see all that gore, she wouldn't have suffered from a loss of energy and blood, and wouldn't have been unable to conceive for two years. It was truly God's punishment! He could look at it, but he couldn't eat it!
So he put down the plum cake and walked over to cover her with the quilt.
"You! You are so unromantic!" Fu Tong'er was about to get angry, but suddenly she remembered the plum cake and pointed at it, "Give that to me."
Jiu Ye turned around, took a piece, walked to the window, and stretched out his hand. After a while, a bird flew down, pecked at it twice, and fell down...
Fu Tong'er was startled and shrank back into the quilt.
The man threw away the remaining plum cake, walked over and said to Fu Tong'er:
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