While the battle was going on over there, the scenery was just right here. The wind was howling. Nie Xiaoqian, dressed in moon-white gauze, came to the outside of Lanruo Temple and looked at the candlelight burning inside.
I saw the man inside with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a strong and handsome face, holding an ancient book and reading.
Nie Xiaoqian secretly thought, no wonder Xiaoqing couldn't take down the scholar even if he took action. He was afraid that he would be eaten up and wiped clean, and he couldn't bear to let the scholar die miserably.
She thought like this, but with the lessons learned from Xiao Qing's failure, she decided to explore the man's background first and find out his character. If he was a good person, she would persuade him to leave. If he was a lustful person, she would kill him. Get it.
Glancing at the room lit by candlelight, Nie Xiaoqian immediately messed up her tied up hair and slid her clothes down, revealing her fragrant shoulders as white as jade, and a large area of snow-white chest exposed. The only flaw was that it was a bit flat, not as good as Xiao Qing's. .
After getting ready, Nie Xiaoqian immediately shouted: "Help, is there anyone? Help me, there is a ghost..."
He shouted and ran towards the door. The drama spirit was instantly possessed, with a look of panic on his face, which looked pitiful.
Squeak...
When Nie Xiaoqian ran to the door, the door of the dilapidated house that was leaking air from all directions finally opened.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Qin Ran blinked, looked at the pure-looking, graceful woman in front of him, who was even better than Xiao Qing, and asked.
The woman in white in front of her has a pure and pitiful appearance, and her eyes are seductive and charming.
With this appearance and temperament, Qin Ran bets that it was definitely the tree demon who sent Xiao Qian, his top handler.
When she saw Queen Qin, Nie Xiaoqian looked stunned for a moment. This scholar was so handsome and had an inexplicably charming temperament. He was even more stunning than what he had just seen through the window.
After a brief moment of unconsciousness, Xiaoqian's delicate body rushed to Qin Ran's side, pretending to be scared and said: "There is a ghost, sir, please save me."
Qin Ran took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Xiaoqian's slender waist, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, young lady, as long as I am here, neither a ghost nor a god can hurt you."
"Really? Master, you have to protect me personally, I'm so scared!" Xiaoqian said with a trembling voice, and looked at Qin Ran with a pair of autumn eyes.
She simply squeezed into Qin Ran's arms, her limbs wrapped around Qin Ran's body like branches and vines, and her whole body clung to him.
"Don't worry, I will keep the young lady safe. It's windy outside, so let's talk inside the house." Qin Ran smiled, hugged Princess Xiaoqian's delicate body, turned around and closed the door, feeling the condition of Xiaoqian's body, and found that her The temperature and touch are much cooler than normal people, and the weight is also much lighter than normal people, very similar to Xiao Qing.
With a few simple actions, Xiaoqian confirmed that Qin Ran was not an honest person. Xiaoqing would be damned if he didn't succeed.
She dared to guarantee with her life that Qin Ran would attack her later.
Admiring the beauty in his arms, Qin Ran whispered: "Miss, why are you here in the middle of the night?"
Xiaoqian sighed quietly, and there seemed to be an inextricable sadness in her eyebrows: "Young master, I don't know that I married far away in Guobei County. Who knew that my husband was a foodie, prostitute, gambler, and ruined all the family property? Now he has lost his family property. They wanted to sell me to a brothel to pay off my debts. I overheard their conversation and was so frightened that I ran out overnight. Young Master, you don't dislike Xiaoqian, do you?"
Qin Ran: "..."
His face is full of black lines, it's too outrageous, these female ghosts seducing men are all a script.
"Miss, if you have something to say, why did your clothes fall off?"
"Young Master, my heart is so cold. In this troubled world, I, a weak woman, may not live long. Since I can meet a beloved man like you in this wilderness, I will die with no regrets. Please hold me tight, Master." Me." When Xiaoqian heard this, she wrapped her hands around Qin Ran's neck, bit her bright red lips, and blew into Qin Ran's ear.
"Miss, men and women are not intimate, so please be reserved." Qin Ran spoke righteously.
"Sir, deep in the mountains and old forests, in the secluded ancient temples, and with no one around, why don't you and I join the clouds and rain in Wushan Mountain? It's just the right way to relieve the loneliness in the long night."
Qin Ran silently put Xiaoqian down: "If you do this again, please leave."
Although Xiaoqian is beautiful, he is not someone who has never seen a woman before, so he still has no thoughts about an incorporeal ghost.
Xiaoqian's delicate body froze, why didn't this scholar fall for the trick? No, I have to change my approach!
"Sir, I might have been bitten by a snake." She thought for a moment and looked back at Qin Ran with a bit of shyness on her face: "Can you help me see if the snake is poisonous?"
"Don't look at it, it must be poisonous."
Qin Ran helped Xiaoqian up and let her sit on the stool.
Xiaoqian's face was pale, and she slowly lifted up her skirt, revealing her beautiful legs with smooth skin: "Then can you help me suck out the snake venom?"
Qin Ran was shocked. It was really the same script. The difference was that Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing performed it with completely different effects.
Xiaoqian's ability to seduce men is far better than Xiaoqing's.
She was bitten by a snake, and her movements of slowly pulling up the hem of her skirt were pure and charming, which made me pity her and made Qin Ran's blood boil.
It seems that I can only use you, a monster, to practice concentration.
"Let me take a look." Qin Ran stretched out his hand to caress it gently and said with a serious expression: "The poison is too strong and there is no way to save it. Miss, please feel free to go."
Xiaoqian froze on the spot, why didn't this scholar act according to common sense?
"Miss, please tell me if you have any last words." Qin Ran said solemnly.
Xiaoqian is confused, your heart is made of stone!
Her eyes were filled with water, and she said calmly: "Young master is so cruel, don't I look good?"
Qin Ran shook his head, "Young lady is a married woman, how can I be so frivolous to you!"
Then put my legs down first! Xiaoqian was so angry that her teeth itched.
She hooked her arms around the man's neck and exhaled, "Sir, although Xiaoqian is a married woman, I am not happy after my marriage."
Do you think I am Cao Mengde?
Qin Ran blinked, spread his hands and said innocently: "Mrs. Xiaoqian, what does your happiness after marriage have to do with me?"
Xiaoqian blinked, and the sky was filled with little stars.
"Sir, some things can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words." Xiaoqian blew the scent, grabbed Qin Ran's hand and pressed it on his chest: "Do you feel it? This snake venom attacks, my heart is like a deer, I can't stop, today is inevitable, We must use Zhou Gong's gift to appease this restless heart and detoxify this snake."
"What kind of snake venom requires the gift of Duke Zhou to detoxify? And your heart is not beating at all!" Qin Ran did not take back his hand, and even moved his head towards it.
Xiaoqian's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold look, how could this scholar be a serious person who could sit still and calmly?
Looking at him like this, he was afraid that he would bring harm to a good woman, so dedicating his Yuan Yang to his grandma could be regarded as a way of getting rid of harm in his name.
After a long while, Qin Ran shook his head and said earnestly: "Mrs. Xiaoqian, your heart has no heartbeat at all and your whole body is cold. I'm afraid your kidneys are usually weak, so you shouldn't indulge in too much."
Xiaoqian was surprised and suspected that there was something wrong with her ears. Could the scholar be diagnosing it for herself?
