"Hey! My dear, you are not so good-looking... wuwu..."

Ouyang An was almost scared to death. This unlucky guy was from the Mu Kingdom’s Imperial Master’s Mansion. She quickly covered her sister Ouyang Jing’s mouth.

Wu Ma Roufeng didn't even glance at the two of them. Her whole body was almost leaning out of the boat, as if she was staring intently.

Atong; “……………………”

No one on the boat had expected that the arrogant young master would be so arrogant. He almost jumped onto Song Yu's boat.

As the sun was getting higher and higher, Song Yu felt a little hot staying in the cabin. He decided to go to the bow to get some fresh air. They would reach Zhongdu tomorrow.

As soon as she came out, she saw a handsome boy. She was stunned for a moment. This... is more handsome than her second brother. Is he the young man from yesterday?

Song Yu was also happy to appreciate beautiful things. Roufeng's eyes were full of smiles. She looked at Song Yu infatuatedly, and the boat swayed.

"what…………"

Roufeng had half of her body leaned out and was afraid she was going to fall into the water.

He fell down with his eyes closed, looking very weak, with his clothes slightly spread out.

"Don't be afraid, my dear. I'm here to save you."

When Ouyang Jing was using his martial arts to prepare to take on Wu Ma Roufeng, he was kicked in the butt and fell directly to the deck.

Ouyang An; “……………………”

I couldn't bear to look at my sister's appearance.

"Hurry up and carry the second young lady back to the cabin."

"Yes, Miss."

Song Yu elegantly hugged the young man. Although she was short and young, who could blame her for being a hottie?

Not only does the young man have a faint musky scent, but the skin on his waist is also extremely delicate and smooth.

Wu Ma Roufeng's body softened, and she hugged Song Yu's little head regardless, her eyes full of possessiveness and madness.

His dark red gauze dress fluttered in the wind, his chest was pressed tightly against Song Yu's lips, and his ears were slightly red. This was the first time he was so close to a woman.

Song Yu was nearly suffocated to death by his gauze dress. After receiving the person, she immediately tried to pull the young man away.

Hmm? Can't pull it? Why is the young man holding her so tightly? Like an octopus.

"Little man, we're on the ground now, hurry up and get down, I can't hold on for much longer!"

Song Yu himself didn't even realize that his voice was gentle. Although it was childish, it was obviously very gentle.

Wu Ma Roufeng looked at the black and white shadows under her boat, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, then she adjusted her expression and immediately left Song Yu's arms.

"Thank you so much, sister, for rescuing me."

His face was weak and frightened, his lips were tightly bitten, tears were in his eyes, and he looked so fragile that he seemed like he was about to faint.

Song Yu's heart softened as she looked at her boat, wondering if it was her illusion, but the boat that was so close just now was now so far away that she couldn't even see its stern.

Song Yu; "......???"

Could it be an illusion? Never mind. As long as the ship has left and everyone is safe, she will send them back when we reach Zhongdu.

Atong; “……………………”

"Xiao Hei, Xiao Bai, you two made it!"

Atong said this with gritted teeth, watching the boat running like a wild horse.

Looking at the young man's clothes and the several lecherous employees on the boat, she decisively put her clothes on Wu Ma Roufeng to cover his chest and belly button.

There was a golden gem in the middle of his belly button, and a gold chain with beautiful patterns connected it all the way down. Song Yu looked at his whole body and saw that it was extremely gorgeous. If he went out like this, he would definitely be noticed by someone with ulterior motives.

"My dear, would you like to go with me? I will take you back to the ship when we get to Zhongdu. Would you like to?"

Song Yu was polite and modest, and her two buns looked particularly cute. Wu Ma Roufeng bit her lip and nodded, then held Song Yu's coat tightly.

It was a dark red dress, a little too big, but it fit him perfectly.

Song Yu led him back to his room, which was filled with elegance everywhere. Wu Ma Roufeng looked at the paintings on the boat, and one of them made him lose his mind.

The scene of a child and a person sitting under the starry sky watching the stars is full of warmth.

"My dear, are you tired? Do you need a rest?"

Song Yu asked with concern. Seeing that the young man didn't look very well, she was a little worried.

"Ok!"

Wu Ma Roufeng responded softly.

"Then take a good rest, my dear. I'll replace you when it's time for dinner."

Song Yu turned and left, walked to the door, paused for a moment, and a clear and childish voice rang out.

"My name is Song Yu. If you don't mind, you can just call me Sister Yu."

"Snapped!"

The door was closed and Song Yu's heart was beating wildly. This young man was so handsome, even more beautiful than a vixen, a little feminine, and looked a little weak. His appearance was so pitiful, which made people feel so distressed.

"Sister Yu... Sister Yu... Sister Yu... Compared to these, I would rather call you my wife."

The tenderness and tears in Wu Ma Roufeng's eyes immediately disappeared, and an arrogant and noble young man sat on Song Yu's bed in an unruly manner.

The white and slender fingers gently touched the place where Song Yu had slept, and his whole body lay down. His face was flushed and his eyes were blurred. This was the smell of his wife.

He lay on the bed like a pervert, a drug addict, feeling the pleasant smell.

He had dropped his dark red embroidered shoes somewhere under the bed, and his feet were rubbing against them, and most of the skirt and pants underneath were kicked away without a trace.

There were dazzling gems shining on the thighs below the buttocks, a gold chain with beautiful patterns hung above the ankles, and the golden scales on the white and tender thighs were faintly visible.

"Ah... no... don't."

Wu Ma Roufeng almost showed his tail. He was panting, trying to control his emotions and excitement.

"It can't change. It can't change. It will...it will scare my wife. It can't change...it's not the right time yet. My wife is still young. She will be scared. It can't change."

Wu Ma Roufeng comforted himself, his scales slowly faded away, his long white legs were wrapped around Song Yu's quilt, he supported his head with one finger, and the other finger was entangled with his long black hair.

She stared at the painting on the deck with seductive eyes, a scarlet tongue stretching and shrinking between her tender red lips, and most of her clothes were open.

Her collarbone was prominent, and she was absentmindedly playing with the gems and chains on her clothes.

“Knock, knock!”

There was a knock on the door and Song Yu's voice came in.

"My dear, are you awake? It's time for dinner."

Wu Ma Roufeng suddenly sat up from the bed, straightened her clothes, walked to the mirror and dressed herself to see if there was anything wrong.

Then her eyes changed, and a weak and helpless young nobleman appeared in the room. I am beautiful, I am weak, and I am super gentle and considerate.

After opening the door, Song Yu was still fascinated by his beauty. She couldn't help laughing, because she was just a mortal after all!

"Thank you for bothering me."

His somewhat shy and embarrassed behavior made Song Yu's heart soften. How could there be such a handsome and lovely man in this world?

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