I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao had been hiding in the splint erected by the carriage since the morning. By this time, her feet were numb, but she curled up and made a small noise. The plank suddenly split from the middle, and she was frightened. .

The plank broke in the middle, and sawdust fell on her head.

She dresses up differently on weekdays, simple and simple, a single lotus cyan skirt and dark green cloak, without any complicated embellishment, beautiful second, convenience, the main thing, holding her knees, cracking on the wooden board Zhong slowly raised his face and saw that the person holding the sword was Rong Ming. Knowing that he would not hurt her, he felt relieved. After contacting his murderous gaze, he silently swallowed his saliva.

His black eyes are deep, colder than Jianguang.

She has no problem with him being vigilant, but don't be like this towards her...

She avoided his eyes looking at her, and said embarrassedly: "It's me."

Originally, I wanted to go farther and wait until the carriage stopped to rest by myself. I didn't expect it to be discovered at this point.

She estimated the time, I'm afraid, she didn't leave Gyeonggi.

She hides in his car and does not take a serious way. Before he asks, she starts to explain, "You can take me for a ride. You go to Huaizhou, and I go to Taoyuan in Chuzhou, not far from you. If you have some free time, you will write a letter telling me that the letter will arrive in two days and my heart will be safe."

Rong Ming's eyes were not as fierce as before, but like a deep pool, they were still very deep.

She thought he would be happy if she appeared suddenly.

Either it was a fierce reprimand, not asking her to follow.

But he was like this, he didn't say anything, he was just silent, looking at her with deep eyes, the emotions in his eyes were difficult to distinguish, the curve of the jaw line was not happy at all, her heart was suddenly muffled, her face It's not the same thing.

She folded her arms in front of her chest, and relaxed her curled legs, fearing that he would throw her off the carriage, with a faint little arrogance in her expression, she said with pride, "It's all here. , You can’t drive me away. If you drive me, I will find another carriage by myself, Chuzhou, I must go."

Silent, he still returned her silently.

Jiang Lao couldn't help being a little disappointed. She stood up a little bit dejected. The movement of curling up for a long time made her legs feel numb. She moved slowly and lowered her head, just to cover the loss in her eyes.

She tried to get up, her legs curled up for a long time, although it was a bit numb, but she only moved, making it less uncomfortable to stand up at this moment, but the sound of footsteps sounded more than in a carriage carriage, and a hand suddenly stretched out to take her. Hold on.

When she was about to raise her head, her shoulders sank, and one eye saw him tilting her head against her shoulders and looking at her. The hand holding her was also stretched to the back of her waist, just holding her in this way, He put his head on her shoulders obediently, and his expression was full of tameness, staring straight at her.

There was obviously a trace of hesitation in his low tone, "Really, not leaving?"

How different looks can make the same face look different, she can be regarded as seeing him.

It's best to look at when the exchange is well-behaved.

The abnormality and disappointment that he felt when he could not find the traces of mood swings on his face, disappeared because he saw the familiar one. Jiang Lao did not carry the arrogant frame anymore. Seeing him uneasy, he chuckled. He stretched his hand back and grabbed his hand around her waist. "Don't go, I will follow you wherever you go."

She didn't think much about it, and she said it directly.

Her hand found his hand. Her little hand was very soft, and it was very different from his hand that held the gun and the knife all the year round, and the palms and backs of the hands were covered with scars. His finger bones, but he was firmly grasping against the object.

The strength of his fingertips is not as good as his expression at the moment, and he is clenched very tightly. Jiang Lao frowned and raised his eyes, but he raised his eyes faster than her. Beginning, the two hands holding her clasped on the wall of the carriage.

The shadow was suppressed, and the scorching heat was blocked on her lips wantonly.

Jiang Lao clicked in his heart, breathed, and slightly opened his mouth to say something. He pryed her teeth open without any effort, and the Adam's apple rolled and swept away.

Jiang Lao’s breathing was all messed up. She was trapped between his chest and the wooden planks. Behind was the cold carriage wall, and his chest was in front of him. The fingers of his hand holding her were also cold, both in front of and behind him. God, the heat of the entangled breath made her blush so much that her heart was beating violently, and she felt that if she let her heart beat like this, it would break.

It's really going to break.

Not only did he not give her a chance to breathe, but he didn't even give her a foothold. He blocked her in front of her like a wall, pressing harder and tighter.

He suddenly stopped and raised his head. Jiang Lao finally got some breathless free time, his eye sockets were a little moist.

The strength of her legs was exhausted, and she bent her knees unstoppable.

He let go of a hand

Moved to her waist to catch her, and pecked her lips a few times, looking like a wolf for food.

Just when she thought he was finally going to let her go in kindness, his head was pressed down again.

While pressing it down, she chuckled and murmured her fine print, "Nian Nian."

He said: "This time, I am not drunk."

Jiang Lao’s head, which was filled with chaotic lines, could not realize the meaning behind his words. When she realized something, he had already kissed her again, and her fierce force once again disturbed her thoughts. The entanglement of the hot breath made her sweat.

"Exchanging breath." His tone was both instructive and coaxing.

He stared at her face closely. The girl's face without much makeup was as clean as grains of rice, white and beautiful in the dim light. This kind of claustrophobic space that could only accommodate him and her made him very excited. There was a faint scent on her body. He knew that she didn't like to use fragrance. The smell of his greed was only on her, and because she had it, he was greedy.

Now the smell of her body was contaminated by the smell of medicine on his body, his long eyes became dull, the corners of his eyes were stained with a reddish color, and that face looked even more stunning.

Poppies are as dangerous and charming.

Jiang Laohuan didn’t learn how to breathe. She closed her eyes tightly. After another, she still felt that her heart was about to die. The strength in her limbs was gradually being robbed from between her lips and teeth. She tried several times and pushed. Without opening Rong Ming, he gradually realized the evil of this man.

The wheels swayed, and she was pressed by him with one hand, and she had nowhere to go except to hold his waist with the other hand, so I don't know how long it has passed.

A soft tapping sound came from outside the carriage.

Rong Zhen let go and said "Wait" to the outside.

As soon as he let go, Jiang Lao was no longer able to support his weak legs, and fell down and sat down.

She raised her hand to cover her face, and was bent down on her knees so as to be flush with her height. She looked at the moist lips in front of him, and knew that her condition would not be much better. , For a while, shame and anger.

"You're like this, what should you do after getting married?" He asked her with a satiated expression and a chuckle.

After getting married... Didn't they say that getting married is just to deal with the queen, and being married and unmarried, apart from the difference in the place of residence, can there be more differences in exchange?

Jiang Lao was dazed for a while, and Rong Ming raised the curtain of the car and said something to the coachman outside.

She looked at his back and finally sorted out his sentence "this

What does it mean to be not drunk?

After he was drunk, he clearly remembered it!

She changed to thinking that when she was frivolous by him and her frivolous, only she knew about it in this world.

Add the cat with pomegranate at best.

The shame and anger that came up in hindsight made her want to bury herself in place.