Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

The woman, who had been laughing hysterically, suddenly froze, her eyes wide with fury. The man, however, remained unsatisfied and viciously bit her sweet, soft lips, unwilling to let go.

He kissed her forcefully, turning and sucking.

"Snapped--"

Shen Ningzhu finally broke free and, without thinking, slapped the other person hard across the face, panting heavily as she cursed him.

"You bastard, what's wrong with you?"

How dare he do this in public? He may be shameless, but she is, and... damn it, he actually dared to kiss her with his greasy, smelly mouth?

ahhh-

Just thinking about that feeling and the pungent smell of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar made Shen Ningzhu's scalp tingle, and she instantly felt unclean.

That bastard knows how disgusting it is.

Jiang Xuan Yan stared at her coldly.

Shen Ningzhu was furious, "What are you looking at? You dog, you... ah, what are you doing, let me go..."

"Shut up."

The man had a deadpan expression. He swept his long arm around the person, hoisted them onto his shoulder, and strode into the house. Suddenly, a strong pressure on his abdomen nearly made him vomit up the entire bowl of stinky tofu he had just eaten.

Shen Ningzhu was furious and also a little scared, so she hurriedly punched and kicked him to let her down.

But he was slapped hard across the face.

The film was taken there...

Waaaaah, this is so embarrassing! This bastard is absolutely toxic! How can she ever face anyone again after this, in public like this?

The two maids, startled, hurriedly tried to follow, but then they saw the man in front of them pause, slightly turn his head, and speak in a deep voice...

"roll--"

Two people:…

They exchanged a glance, and she could only shake her head helplessly, silently thinking: "Madam, I've tried to advise you, but you wouldn't listen. Now, I'm at my wit's end."

"The Emperor won't let us follow, what should we do?"

"So be it. We can't disobey the emperor's orders. We're just lowly maids; how can we possibly concern ourselves with our masters' affairs?"

After spending a few days together, Shen Ningzhu was constantly courting disaster, and Jiang Xuanyan was always frowning, but he didn't do anything.

The two of them had long understood that Jiang Xuan Yan was nothing but a paper tiger when facing Shen Ning Zhu; he couldn't possibly cause any trouble. Realizing this, their tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Seeing this scene now, they can still eat stinky tofu in tacit agreement, letting the two of them love and fight each other.

boudoir

"Jiang Xuan Yan, what are you doing?"

The man casually lifted his eyelids. "You."

Shen Ningzhu's pretty face froze. Caught off guard, she had swallowed a bellyful of oil, so greasy that she almost vomited all over the dog-man on the spot.

"You've really mastered the art of cheesy pickup lines."

Jiang Xuan Yan was somewhat confused, but after carefully studying those words, he roughly guessed what they meant.

A smirk played on his lips as he abruptly ripped open her collar and thrust his large hand inside. Shen Ningzhu tried to press down, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully.

His hands were instantly raised above his head.

He then took out a silk ribbon from his pocket and quickly tied it around her wrist.

"you……"

"Shh, Zhuzhu, there are still many people outside. You don't want them to hear our loving voices, do you?"

"I love your ancestor's great-great ...

Shen Ningzhu twisted her body violently and cursed indiscriminately, but compared to the beginning, she lowered her voice considerably. She had no choice; she cared about her reputation.

The man chuckled softly, his chest bulging with pleasure, his hoarse voice carrying suppressed desire.

"I forbid it."

"They're either old or dead, unlike me, who's right in front of you, you can see me, touch me, and I can give you pleasure. Aren't I much better than them?"

"Why love them? Love me instead."

Shen Ningzhu's face turned pale, then red, then pale again; how could one describe her as a riot of colors?

Not only sigh,

"Jiang Xuan Yan, you're not only sick, you're also poisonous. Even the Eastern Heretic and the Western Poison aren't as poisonous as you."

The man glared at her fiercely, gripping her delicate chin tightly, his tone instantly turning vicious and cruel.

"Zhuzhu, I am in hell, yet I can only peek into the human world. You are the most beautiful scenery in this world, and the only light in my eyes."

Love me, or I'll truly rot and stink in this boundless darkness.

The man's eyes were deep and serene as he reverently kissed the long-desired red lips. His movements were unusually gentle, completely unlike his usual vicious dog-like demeanor.

Shen Ningzhu was so shocked that she forgot to resist for a moment.

When he came to his senses, his wet, slippery tongue had already pried open her pearly teeth and plunged in, his movements gradually becoming rougher and rougher, his breathing becoming suppressed and unsteady, and the domineering nature ingrained in his bones was gradually being released.

Shen Ningzhu frowned and tried to back her head, but there was only the bed behind her, and she had nowhere to retreat.

In a fit of anger, he took a bite.

The man groaned and finally withdrew, covering his lips and looking at her with accusatory eyes.

Shen Ningzhu rolled her eyes.

"Serves you right. Who told you to act recklessly? Dragging a woman to bed without asking her consent is the act of a rapist. If you dare to do this again, I'll cripple you."

Jiang Xuan Yan's face darkened.

"Whose mother are you, huh?"

Her chin was gripped tightly again, and Shen Ningzhu was about to explode with anger. That damn bastard, does he habitually grab people's chins and necks?

He roared, "It's not yours anyway."

She doesn't want to be his mother. If her son grows up to be this grotesque, she will drown him with her own hands.

The man's expression softened slightly, and he pursed his lips.

"You can be my wife."

Shen Ningzhu politely declined, saying, "No, I'm not worthy, I can't accept this. You should find someone else."

The man's handsome face darkened again, and he said coldly, "It's not up to you. I said it's you, so it's you. You can forget about getting rid of me in your next life."

After saying that, he launched a furious kiss down with a destructive force.

The large hand massaged and kneaded without restraint, and the rough movements caused Shen Ningzhu to instantly put on a mask of pain.

"Mmm, mmm~~~"

Shen Ningzhu resisted desperately, and the man finally stopped, but his gaze remained fixed on her luscious lips.

"Shen Ningzhu, it's been over a month. I knew you were unwilling, so I indulged you out of spite and didn't lay a finger on you. But you should know when to stop. You've vented your anger enough these past few days, so it's time for me to collect some interest, isn't it?"

Shen Ningzhu: ...

"My dear little one, let me have a little more, okay?"

Before she could respond, her lips were sealed shut again. Shen Ningzhu's muffled resistance was futile, and she tried to kick him.

The man seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and easily grabbed her ankle.

He gently pulled her, drawing her to his strong, muscular waist. Shen Ningzhu was horrified to discover that the body covering her was growing harder and hotter.

Shen Ningzhu trembled violently, instinctively curling her legs and straightening her smooth insteps.

Something suddenly pressed against my abdomen.

Scalding hot, hard.

She wasn't an ignorant little girl; she naturally knew what this meant, and instantly froze in fear, too scared to move.