After the fall of the country, I was taken away by the enemy king

Chapter 31 I'm already like this, aren't you satisfied!

"For example...that..." Qin Xiaoyu blushed blushingly, lowered her head and fingered the corner of her clothes, a blush dyed her face, she looked so attractive.

"I can..." She lay next to Duan Yiwei's ear and said a few extremely evocative words. (Because the platform will be blocked, so I don't know what I said)

After Duan Yiwei listened, he nodded slightly: "Come to my room."

"Yes!" Qin Xiaoyu was ecstatic, but he didn't dare to walk in front of Duan Yiwei, so he had to follow in small steps.

The two soon came to Moyun Pavilion, and Qin Xiaoyu couldn't wait to take off his coat as soon as he entered the room.

The bare fragrant shoulders were full of extreme allure, Duan Yi squinted his eyes slightly, and said quietly: "After I left, did you really not pick up any more guests?"

Qin Xiaoyu nodded: "Really not, Xiaoyu is willing to guard her body like a jade for the prince, even if her body is already dirty."

This sentence sounds very comfortable, not like a cat that always blows its hair and makes him angry.

He went on to ask: "If you are asked to comfort my lieutenant soldiers, would you be willing?"

After hearing this, Qin Xiaoyu's already fair face turned pale as white paper. She fell to her knees with a "plop" and said, "My lord, Xiaoyu doesn't want to! Since Xiaoyu was in love with the lord, she swore that she would never give her body to anyone but the lord." If you insist on doing this, Xiaoyu would rather die!"

This is the answer Duan Yiwei wanted.

He was very satisfied with Qin Xiaoyu's answer: "Get up."

Sitting in front of the sandalwood desk, he said to Qin Xiaoyu again: "Put on your clothes and sit down."

Qin Xiaoyu lowered her head, obediently got up and sat beside Duan Yiwei, but she didn't put on her clothes properly, and even took off another one.

At this moment, only a bellyband was left on her upper body, which was pale, and a large piece of white flesh was exposed on her back.

Facing such a provocative beauty, Duan Yiwei found that his body didn't warm up.

He used to love it very much, but today, he has no desire at all, even if Qin Xiaoyu said that kind of obscenity in his ear just now.

He admits that he is a person who likes the new and hates the old, and he doesn't think there is any problem. If the old one is tired, he will replace it with a new one, which is a matter of course.

"Boom——" There was a thunderstorm outside, and it crashed to the ground.

There was a gust of wind in an instant.

The nights of the past few days are always cloudy, and it fell all night last night, and it may be frosty all night tonight.

After all, winter is approaching.

If it rains heavily, can he hold it?

He was tortured so much by himself on Changting Street yesterday, he must have not slept well all night, and today he even fought with the guards in Lianxin Palace.

The iron-clad body couldn't bear it either.

Seeing Duan Yi's silence, Qin Xiaoyu thought that Duan Yi had acquiesced in his actions, so she boldly sat on his lap.

Unexpectedly, just as he got up, he was pushed back by Duan Yiwei with a big wave of his hand.

Duan Yi glanced at her profligate behavior with slightly dark eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Back off, if there is any behavior that crosses the line, my family will not tolerate you."

"My lord..."

Qin Xiaoyu didn't understand what he did wrong, Duan Yiwei was obviously interested in what he said just now.

At this moment, with the heavy rain pouring down outside, the calm man in front of him only had the coldness that pierced his heart.

Duan Yiwei listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the window, got up, took a black umbrella, and walked outside.

However, when he walked to the gate of the vestibule and faced the black mansion gate, he stood there holding an umbrella and never took a step forward.

Because of the heavy rain, the vestibule was already deserted.

Only Duan Yiwei, holding a black umbrella, stood in the continuous heavy rain for a long time.

a long time.

What happened to me today?

Some fragmented words suddenly flashed in my mind.

Duan Qinghan said: "I see, you just moved your mind on him."

Duan Qinghan said: "I advise you not to go too far."

Duan Qinghan said: "You have never been so hostile before."

The corner of his mouth slowly pulled a faint smile: "It's just that I met a plaything that is different from others, what about it?"

He was talking to himself, and he was laughing at himself.

When Ning Haitang knelt down on the steps of the mansion gate, there were still many people watching and pointing around him.

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Ning Haitang ignored them, they didn't bother themselves, and they all broke up.

Time passed slowly, and night fell in a blink of an eye. Ning Haitang's kneeling legs were numb, but she still straightened her back, refusing to take a break.

But every breath passed, the stinging pain on his knee was like a needle prick, eroding his nerves, it was more painful than a knife cut, and it was continuous.

What's more, he assassinated Duan Yiwei yesterday and was humiliated by him for a long time.

Today, I fought with a group of people again in the Empress Dowager's bedroom.

In the morning, I only ate a bowl of Huaxin porridge, and I didn't eat anything else.

At this moment, he is hungry, sleepy and tired, his consciousness is gradually blurred, but he is still holding on.

The hustle and bustle around him slowly receded from him, the night was already deep, he was thinking, Duan Yiwei must have had enough of hugging Qin Xiaoyu at this moment.

Originally, when Duan Yiwei hugged Qin Xiaoyu at the door, Ning Haitang didn't feel anything, but now when she thought of Duan Yiwei kissing herself yesterday and touching someone else today, she felt sore.

But he didn't care why he was sour, but he felt more and more that Duan Yiwei was a bitch with a handle, and when he endured humiliation and gained power, he must be eunuched and let him become a eunuch!

Thinking about it, suddenly a thunderbolt hit him, startling him.

Soon, heavy rain poured down from his head, which was even more unexpected than the thunder.

It’s so cold!

Ning Haitang shivered violently, a chill spread from inside to outside.

The sky was drowsy, and it was early winter, and he was drenched all over, only feeling the bone-chilling cold.

However, only half of the time had passed, and he had to kneel for another four hours.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and in the bottomless night, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder, and he was so baptized by the downpour that he couldn't even lift his head.

After kneeling for a while, he finally couldn't support his body anymore, and fell forward suddenly.

He thought he must be greeted by the cold ground, but he seemed to have fallen into someone's arms.

so familiar...

He didn't have the consciousness to think about who this person was hugging him.

It doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's not Duan Yiwei... that's fine.

But looking up, in the blurred vision, there is really that piece of ink that is as thin as dusk.

"Duan Yiwei..." Ning Haitang wanted to break free from his embrace, but his embrace was too warm.

He was so warm that he left reluctantly.

Duan Yi slightly touched the forehead of the kitten in his arms, it was not hot but a little cold, but a lot of crystal clear rainwater dripped from his forehead, hanging on the white and creamy skin one by one, like pearls.

His broad palm helped him wipe it off carefully, "How do you feel after kneeling outside for so long?"

"I don't think so." Ning Haitang didn't respond angrily to him, and turned her face away deliberately not wanting him to touch her.

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the rain around him seemed to have stopped.

As a result, looking up through Duan Yiwei's other hand holding the wooden handle, it turned out that an umbrella hit the top of his head.

Duan Yiwei's expression can't be seen clearly in the rainy night, just like the black color that always surrounds him, it is a layer of fog that can never be cleared away.

"It seems that you still haven't learned anything." The cold voice fell beside Ning Haitang's side and ears following another thunderstorm.

"Duan Yiwei, I'm already like this, aren't you satisfied!" Ning Haitang's voice was harsh, mixed with the shriek of the torrential rain.

"If you ask me to kneel, I will kneel. If you ask me to be a prostitute, I will be a prostitute. I just ask you to take me back to Liyang. Is it so difficult for you!"

"Heh." Duan Yiwei suddenly smiled coldly, and immediately said, "That's fine."

This is not the answer he wanted, but it doesn't matter anymore, it is impossible for Ning Haitang to be like Qin Xiaoyu now.

Besides, since he is so happy to be a prostitute for his fifty thousand soldiers, let him do it.

If he couldn't stand it, he would cry and beg himself to let him go.

Duan Yiwei made up his mind like this, and at the same time let go of his hand, throwing Ning Haitang on the cold steps.

"Continue to kneel until tomorrow morning."

The moment his body was thrown on the ground again, the mud on the ground splashed Ning Haitang all over his face, and also took away his remaining warmth.

The heavy rain fell again, flooding his whole world.