Chapter 201 of 334
chapter 201
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At that time, Hu Qing was standing by the window sill by the sea, chatting with a few male sharks who were out of the sea.
Hu Qing, who had a good pipa skill, was very popular with them. They leaned out of the water, rushed to talk to her, and sang some touching love songs when they were happy.
“Come on, Xiao Jun, I’ll take you to Ah Xiang. She got a box of beautiful beads tonight,” Wu Yuan ran away.
Hu Qing wanted to call them but it was too late.
Ah Xiang drank too much, and she must have been together and affectionately with Xiao Nan.
Thinking of Yuan Xiang and Nan He’s happiness, Hu Qing couldn’t help but feel envious. When she talked to other men like that, Master Dushuo didn’t even mind. She quietly glanced at the self-satisfied man who was not far away.
Am I still just the kid in the bamboo forest in his heart?
An adult shark showing a strong upper body, jumped out of the water, sat on the window sill with his face stretched out on the window sill. The song was ethereal and seductive, soft and mysterious, filled with praise for the beauty in front of him. No matter who heard it, they would be confused by that voice. The shark sang an emotional song, stretched out his hand to Hu Qing, and wanted to kiss her on the back of her hand.
A leg wearing jet black boots suddenly stretched out from the side and kicked the ignorant shark back into the sea.
The shark resurfaced and angrily cursed in shark language that could not be understood.
A man with long hair scattered and a crane cloak appeared behind the beautiful Hu Qing. The shadow of feathers appeared on his forehead. The few sharks who were born with a fear of birds instantly became quiet, and sank to the surface of the sea, only half of their heads above their eyes exposed, hiding behind the sea reef and watching unwillingly.
“Lord Dushuo, why did you…”
Hu Qing was surprised and delighted. Before she could finish speaking, Dushuo had already grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the crowd all the way.
When she walked to the partition under the stairs, Dushuo let go of his clenched hands. He obviously did something uncharacteristic, but he remained silent and said nothing.
Although he didn’t say anything, it was enough for Hu Qing. The melody-proficient girl stood on tiptoe and watched him, her inner happiness almost overflowing like a spring.
Hu Qing was talking happily, but didn’t know that in the small staircase almost only separated by the wall, Nan He was embarrassed. He supported the wall with one hand to prevent his body from sliding down, and held Yuan Xiang tightly with the other. Using the contract, he whispered in Yuan Xiang’s mind, “Ah Xiang, don’t be like this. You are drunk.”
“Nonsense, how am I drunk? I have always been good at drinking,” Yuan Xiang’s eyes were blurred, her complexion flushed, and her nature was exposed.
“Hmm…” Nan He let out an unbearable guttural noise, and hurriedly bit his lip.
Across a thin wooden board, the voice of Hu Qing and Dushuo could be heard clearly. In the hall a little further away, countless big and small demons talked loudly. Wu Yuan and Shi Jun ran around, yelling against the thin wooden wall of the stairwell.
As long as he accidentally made even a little sound, these keen-hearing demons would immediately know what they were doing there.
Nan He was almost ashamed and angry. He forced himself to immediately refuse Ah Xiang’s increasingly unmeasured movements after drinking, but his body was honestly unable to move.
Yuan Xiang pressed to his ear and whispered, “You are emotional, the smell on your body is really amazing.”
“I like this smell. Did you use it to seduce me on purpose? Every time I smell this smell, I can’t help but want to make that with you.”
Nan He closed his eyes, the rich fragrance radiated, and he had nowhere to hide.
Perhaps someone would break in to find out. Nan He didn’t think about what it would be like to openly expose his shameful appearance of being stripped at the moment.
But he didn’t know why the more embarrassed he got, the more an inexplicable excitement climbed up the apex of his heart, making every pore on his skin tremble.
“Don’t be afraid,” the drunk Yuan Xiang grabbed his tail and kissed the corner of his eye. “There is a big demon who could refine magical artifacts in the market. I specially used the feathers of the crossing to ask him to make a sky mask. When it is worn, no matter how loud you scream, no matter how strong the fragrance is, people outside will not be able to hear or smell it.”
She raised her white wrist and shook the circle of black and white bracelet she wore since an unknown time.
“If you don’t believe me, try it,” she suddenly squeezed his tail, and the unsuspecting Nan He could not hold back a clear sound.
He covered his mouth and listened for a while. As expected, no one across the wall did notice. Hu Qing’s happy voice still came in along the partition without a pause.
Nan He’s eyes were red, and he rolled over and held Yuan Xiang. Her chest was undulating and her breath was disturbed. He wanted to lower his head and kiss her.
She was so bad, so bad that he loved and hated her. He wanted to tear her up and swallow her in his stomach, and wanted to hold her and shower her with all kinds of affection. Nan He vowed to take revenge, but it was a pity that he didn’t have time to move, and suddenly his limbs were heavy and he was imprisoned on the ground.
Although Yuan Xiang was drunk, the spell was not disappointing, and it was more skillfully used than when she was sober.
“Earth Falling spell, restraint!” She turned her fingers around and said triumphantly.