Chapter 19: Life and Death (Part 1)

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Ye Wumian quickly integrated into the role, and gently dodged to the side, avoiding Zhang Daqiu's body.

Hiding in the corner of the bed, he gently covered his mouth, burst into laughter, and laughed.

This smile added to the luster. Under the impulse of Zhang Daqiu, he breathed heavily, wishing to press him under him immediately and ravage him.

Another loud voice shouted: "Second Madam, you can't wait any longer?"

He made a gesture and came forward again.

Ye Wumian rolled nimbly on the bed and rolled to the other side. He frowned and said angrily, "Ms. sir, you are so shameless! It's obvious that you can't wait, but why do you say that I can't wait?"

This frown and a smile, a frown and a sigh of relief, really made Zhang Daqiu's mouth go dry.

Coupled with the numbing sound of "Ms.", this bandit almost couldn't take care of himself.

Zhang Daqiu forcibly suppressed the urge to hug him again, swallowed his saliva, and said with a smile:

"Because you are so beautiful and you are indeed your husband, I can't wait! Madam, let's consummate the marriage quickly!"

With that said, he opened his arms again and tried his old trick again.

Ye Wumian quickly stopped and said with a smile: "My husband, it's too boring to go straight. My husband is very passionate now, but it's hard to beat him in the long night. I'm afraid that my husband will leave as fast as he comes!"

His ability was questioned, Zhang Daqiu was drunk and said angrily: "Madam, you have underestimated me! My husband, I am a strong man with a golden gun! I killed several of the madams I snatched away! If you don't believe me, go ahead Ask Aunt Yang. Well, by the way, where is Aunt Yang!"

He said these words lightly, as if those poor women before were his tools to be discarded after playing with them, without any mercy.

Ye Wumian was so angry that he wished he could cut this bandit into ten thousand pieces right now and throw them all into the pond behind the house to feed the fish.

"How could Aunt Yang be here at such a moment? She finished putting makeup on me and went straight to the master's place."

Ye Wumian suppressed his anger, pretended to be pitiful, and said: "It turns out that my husband is so powerful! As a result, I am afraid, I am afraid that my husband will not cherish me, and I will also treat me I'm playing to death. I still don't want to die, I still want to live, wuwuwuwu..."

His tears really came at once, one drop after another, and soon they were like pear blossoms carrying rain.

At the same time, there was a writer and martial arts master named Tang Bohu who once wrote a poem, "The rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed behind closed doors."

When this woman cries, the door to her heart closes.

Although Zhang Daqiu doesn't understand poetry, he knows that when a woman cries, the experience is very bad.

So I had to be patient, pretend to be polite, sit down on the edge of the bed, imitate those delicate scribes, caress Ye Wumian's hand and say: "Second Madam, as my husband, I will definitely cherish you." , I won’t let you die…”

Ye Wumian felt disgusted after being caressed by him, so he quietly pulled out his hand.

He sobbed: "If my husband wants to cherish me, he must rely on me. You can't do what you did before, always acting like you haven't seen a woman in eight hundred years. You are like a hungry wolf, concubine." I am really, really scared!"

Wiping his tears, he looked pitiful, his acting was very realistic.

Zhang Daqiu hugged him into his arms, and Ye Wumian couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to be aggrieved for the time being.

The thief said: "Haha, Second Madam, I am a wolf! In this Black Elk Peak, I am the strongest wolf, and I am the first wolf!"

He lowered his head and saw the displeasure on Ye Wumian's face, and quickly flattered him: "Okay, okay, Second Madam, I will rely on you as my husband. Let's have some fun. Just tell me! How are we going to play?"

Ye Wumian's eyes twinkled like stars. He came out of the bandit's arms and said slyly: "Ms. sir, in the past, you used force on women and forced women to do it. You must be tired of this kind of game. Tonight, you might as well leave it to me. How about this woman being strong on you and letting you experience something different?"

Zhang Daqiu's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Interesting! Fun, fun! I can't wait to play right away, and I have to play with gongs and drums."

Ye Wumian covered his mouth and chuckled: "Knock the gong? That's not a good idea. Only monkey tricks require the gong."

Zhang Daqiu said: "As long as the second lady is happy and treats me like a monkey, so what?"

Ye Wumian sneered inwardly and took off the belt of Luo Qun, and the clothes suddenly became fluffy and loose.

This action of unbuckling his belt made Zhang Daqiu agitated, and he almost couldn't bear it and wanted to rush over again, but Ye Wumian stopped him on the spot with a roll of his eyes.

"How can I be willing to treat my husband like a monkey? I and my husband are playing in a reasonable manner, not just politely. Come on, my husband, wrap my belt around your head and cover your eyes."

Zhang Daqiu took the belt, with a disappointed expression on his face, "So you took the belt to blind me, I thought you were about to get down to business."

How could Ye Wumian not know his mentality? She rolled her eyes at him and said, "No wonder my husband said that I am playing monkey. As anxious as my husband is, I am worthy of the word monkey!"

Zhang Daqiu smiled coquettishly and said: "What Madam taught me is that I am not in a hurry for my husband. I am not in a hurry. Just do what Madam said and play slowly."

The thief was not sloppy, he tied the belt around his head smoothly and blindfolded his eyes.

Ye Wumian was overjoyed in her heart, and she even said with a smile: "Mr. sir, is it tight enough? Can you see it? Haha, don't peek! You are not allowed to take it off before you get my permission, let alone Hug me."

Hearing this, Zhang Daqiu tightened his belt again and said: "I can't see it, I won't peek! My husband, I am the wolf who keeps his word in this Black Elk Peak, how can I peek! Madam, are you out of this world?" Come on, I'll take care of you as your husband, hehe."

"Okay, I'm about to take action!"

Hearing Ye Wumian's words, the thief smiled an ugly and lewd smile, and the wrinkles on his face looked extremely evil, making Ye Wumian almost vomit.

Ye Wumian stood up, stretched out his left hand, hooked the chin of Da Qiu, suppressed his nausea, caressed it gently, looked down at the thief and said: "My lord, your heroic appearance has made me deeply obsessed with you."

Zhang Daqiu is rough and wild. Where has anyone ever played with such a flower? The thief became extremely agitated at Ye Wumian's slightest provocation. If it hadn't been for Ye Wumian's warning, the thief would have pushed Ye Wumian down long ago.

When the pain is unbearable, the throat rolls with the ball wide open, and the Adam's apple swells a bit. The sound of "ho ho" when swallowing saliva seems to be extremely hungry and thirsty.

Ye Wumian said teasing words, covering up the sound of her right hand pulling out the hairpin from her bun.

Zhang Daqiu was so teased that he was so horny that his mind was filled with lust. How could he listen carefully to this sound?

Until Ye Wumian's right hand had already grasped the hairpin tightly, this thief was still unaware of it.

At a certain moment, the smile on Ye Wumian's face turned cold, murderous intent burst out in his eyes, and the sharp hairpin pierced Zhang Daqiu's throat with the pent-up anger and resentment that filled the room.