Without practicing the Hehuan skill, the crazy leader has infinite charm

After hearing this, Nangong Xiu Lan deliberately lowered his voice and got up and went out soon. Yao Jia thought he was going to drink water, but he actually went to sleep on the couch in the outer room.

Yao Jia sighed, thinking that she was really a worthless person in her previous life.

After lying in bed for a while, Yao Jia still couldn't wait to fall asleep, so she simply sat up, looked at the dressing table, walked over to it and started rummaging through the drawers.

"Eh? Where's my banknote?"

She remembered that she had put all the unspent banknotes in the jewelry box, so how come she couldn't find it now?

"Why are you looking for the banknote?"

"Go whore!"

Before he knew it, Yao Jia slipped up and blurted out her catchphrase from her previous life.

She turned around mechanically and saw Nangong Xiu Lan looking at her with a gloomy face.

In her previous life, she was very skilled in martial arts, so she was naturally not afraid of him. She was used to being lawless in front of him. Whenever he asked her what she was doing and she didn't want to answer, she would say she was going to a brothel or something like that.

Yao Jia looked at the man approaching her, and said tremblingly: "You, why are you coming in? Don't come over here!"

Xiu Lan was too lazy to talk nonsense with her. He held her around his waist, walked straight to the bed and sat down. He turned her face down, swung his legs, lifted her nightgown, and took off her pink panties.

Yao Jia had already guessed what he was going to do. In Tianxing Pavilion, he would use a ruler to hit her palms. At home, if he didn't bring back the ruler, he would spank her butt with his bare hands.

He immediately shouted, "Nangong Xiulan, I'm warning you! If you dare to hit me, I will cut you into pieces. I mean what I say!"

This little threat had no effect at all. Xiu Lan still raised his hand and touched her fair and tender skin.

The slaps came down with a crackling sound. Yao Jia grimaced in pain, still cursing loudly: "You bastard, you are committing domestic violence! Domestic violence!"

"Nangong Xiulan, I want to divorce you——"

Xiu Lan: “…”

The slap came down with a little more force.

Her butt was burning with pain from being spanked, and Yao Jia's yelling gradually turned into crying.

"Nangong Xiulan - I hate you... I hate you... I hate you..."

Then the crying sound gradually stopped. I tilted my head and saw that the person had fallen asleep.

Nangong Xiulan: "..."

After placing Yao Jia on the bed, Xiu Lan took out a clean cotton towel and wiped Yao Jia's wet black hair.

He then took out some anti-swelling and pain-relieving medicine from the secret drawer beside the bed and applied it on her red buttocks.

He didn't use much force, but the girl's skin was so delicate that it turned red after just a few strokes.

Yao Jia was half asleep and half awake when she felt something cold on her body. She moaned subconsciously and twisted her waist, trying to turn over.

A pair of strong arms held her tightly on the bed.

"Don't move!" A cold voice sounded from above.

When Yao Jia heard the voice, she immediately woke up and struggled to get up.

"Be good! I'm applying the medicine."

Yao Jia felt the cool medicine and her buttocks indeed no longer hurt. She tilted her head back and stretched her neck to look at Xiu Lan.

"Fake kindness!"

I beat her up, then felt guilty and gave her pain relief. I have repeated this countless times over the years. Did I think she would be grateful?

Ah! Bah!

hypocritical!!!

"Who is the man who took your virginity?"

Yao Jia was startled and choked on her saliva.

"Ahem, what did you say?"

Nangong Xiulan took her hand, turned up her sleeve, revealing a fair arm, and asked, "Where is the chastity seal on it?"

Yao Jia looked at her arm over and over again, only to realize that the red mole on her arm was actually the toad's blood.

Nangong Xiulan asked tentatively, "Do you want to take that person in?"

Yao Jia frowned and looked at Nangong Xiulan. He really didn't care at all. He lay down angrily, closed his eyes, and said in a very cold tone, "It's just a fleeting romance. If you want to bring someone in because of this, won't the backyard be full?"

Nangong Xiu Lan's expression froze, and he immediately climbed onto the bed and lay down beside her. Yao Jia was so frightened that she opened her eyes instantly, looked at him in horror, and unconsciously hid to the inside of the bed.

Nangong Xiulan wanted to laugh, "You were so arrogant just now, but now you are scared?"

Yao Jiazhi stood up and stared at Nangong Xiulan, "I really don't understand you. You are sometimes generous and sometimes stingy. You are really moody. You punished me for visiting a brothel. When I lost my virginity in Jiangnan, you were so friendly and wanted to marry me. What's wrong? Do you want to see me kissing other men?"

Nangong Xiulan said: "Yaoyao misunderstood me, I just want you to be happy. If you like that man, I will let him accompany you for a long time."

Yao Jia sneered and looked at Nangong Xiulan with interest, "Why, the secret agents sent to Jiangnan came back empty-handed, so you come here to trap me?"

Nangong Xiu Lan's face darkened little by little. The people sent a few days ago could not find any trace of Yao Jia in Jiangnan. They only knew that she had stayed in Le Hou's house for a few days.

"Is that person Prince Le?"

"No!" Yao Jia answered firmly, "Marquis Le has already acknowledged me as his aunt. If Prince Le really had a secret relationship with me, how could he call me aunt?"

"That……"

"Are you done yet? I already said it was just a one-night stand, we slept together as soon as we made eye contact. Now I can't even remember what that person looks like, let alone who he is. If you want to ask for details, I do remember them clearly. Otherwise, how about I fight with you in real life so that you can experience it yourself?"

After hearing these words, Nangong Xiu Lan really shut up and stopped talking.

Yao Jia lay down heavily in anger.

Nangong Xiu Lan extinguished the candle, reached out and pulled Yao Jia into his arms and hugged her.

"What do you want to do again?"

Yao Jia felt that this embrace was both strange and familiar. She admitted that she was just satisfying her desire just now and really didn't want anything to happen between her and Nangong Xiu Lan again.

Just when I was about to push him away, he hugged me even tighter.

There was helplessness in Nangong Xiu Lan's voice, "Go to sleep! It's snowing again tonight and it will be very cold. Your body won't be able to bear it!" His cold voice rang in Yao Jia's ears, making her tremble and she dared not move anymore.

It was too dark in the tent, so she couldn't see Nangong Xiu Lan's expression clearly.

After a long time, I decided to turn over and face away from him.

My eyelids became heavier and heavier, and before I knew it, I was falling asleep.

There was heavy snow falling outside the house and the charcoal basin was burning red inside the house.

Yao Jia lay on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. For some reason, the quilt just wouldn't keep her warm, and the bone-chilling coldness seeped up through the soles of her feet into her body.

I wanted to sleep in Sanlang's courtyard, but I had just had an argument with him and I couldn't bring myself to coax him.

"Cough-cough-cough", the sound of Nangong Xiu Lan coughing was heard outside.

Yao Jia remembered that this man was also very warm. When she was little, she spent the coldest days of winter nestled in his arms.

She got up and walked outside, poured a cup of warm water, brought it to Xiu Lan, and said in a sweet voice: "Brother Lan, have some tea to moisten your throat."

Xiu Lan raised his eyes, glanced at her coldly, and then returned his gaze to the book in his hand, "I dare not trouble you, Pavilion Master. If I am thirsty, I will personally go and get some water to drink."

Yao Jia's temper was unstable at this time. She felt that Nangong Xiu Lan had lost her face, and she became furious. She raised her hand to clamp his chin and poured the tea in her hand directly into his mouth. The tea wet her clothes and the book in her hand fell to the ground.

"If you don't drink, I'll make you drink."

Seeing Xiu Lan pursed her lips and refused to let go.

Yao Jia simply put the tea into her mouth, threw away the teacup, held his face, and passed the tea to him mouth to mouth.

Xiu Lan had not anticipated her action at all. Perhaps he was too surprised. His lips slightly opened, but the tea that was passed in snatched away their lips. He hurriedly pushed her away, coughing even more violently.

"Ahem, ahem, you bastard, you have no shame!" He was a little exasperated.

I don’t know if it was because of anger or some other reason, but her face was flushed.

When Yao Jia heard him scolding her, she burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, yes, you are right, I have no sense of shame! How should we define shame in our current relationship? Why don't you teach me what shame is, Great God of Destiny?"

Yao Jia stepped forward and began to tear off Xiu Lan's clothes.

"You only taught me how to tell fortunes, how to recite the astrological formulas, and how to beat me with a ruler. When did you ever tell me what shame is?"

At that time, Yao Jia's martial arts skills were very advanced, and Nangong Xiu Lan was no match for her at all. In just a moment, her shirt was torn off by Yao Jia.

Stroking his firm muscles, Yao Jia smiled with narrowed eyes.

"The Great God of Destiny has not tasted the forbidden fruit yet, right? Today, this Pavilion Master will confirm the shameful title you have given me, and let you know what is truly shameful!"

She pressed him down on the couch, leaned over him, and kissed him wildly with extremely rough movements.

Xiu Lan was shocked by her outrageous behavior, and his body also reacted to her skillful techniques, clamoring to respond to Yao Jia.