Chapter 8: The wind blows the grass low and you see the roasted lamb No.53 A good man never suffers a loss in front of him
As soon as he bent me over and put me on the bed, I gathered my strength and rolled 18 times on the ground, trying to hide inside the bed. Unfortunately, before I could roll 360 degrees, the white-haired man grabbed my ankle and pulled me back! He pressed me firmly on the bed with one hand and began to strip off his clothes with the other hand. In a blink of an eye, the white-haired man's muscular upper body with beautiful and exciting lines was exposed against the background of the gorgeous fur on the bed. Unfortunately, I was in no mood to appreciate it, because I knew that after the white-haired man finished stripping himself, my clothes would soon be gone... At this moment, I ignored the posture of lying on the pillow and breathing hard and seized every moment to soften and disintegrate the enemy who had completely gone berserk:
"White Hair, White Hair, listen to me! You said you wouldn't touch me before we get married! You can't go back on your word!"
"You also promised to stay with me...but you just want to leave?" He said viciously in my ear, without stopping at all!
"I... I won't leave, I won't leave! I absolutely won't leave! I swear!" Woo woo~ A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him. Let's appease the white-haired man first!
"Really?" The white-haired man stopped and turned me over. His pair of golden eyes scanned my face sharply.
"Really, really!" I saw that the attack was effective, so I quickly struck while the iron was hot! "I won't leave. Think about it, if I really wanted to leave, how many opportunities would I have along the way from the south to the exit? Why wait until now?" This is the truth, but I haven't figured out why I don't leave yet...
The truth is always more convincing. Baimao's expression was obviously much more relaxed, and the strength in his hands was also loosened. I quickly held the edge of the bed and sat up straight, "Don't say I don't want to leave. Even if I really want to leave, your domineering behavior just now will only make me never want to come back! I didn't do it voluntarily. Your behavior is called attempted rape, you know? It's illegal, so you..."
Baimao suddenly leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth, his flexible tongue gently sweetened my lips, gentle and lingering, full of lust! I thought he was aroused again, so I pushed him away and leaned back repeatedly, and ended up losing my balance and falling off the bed! Baimao actually hugged me and rolled off the bed in the kissing posture, and then he lay on the ground and pressed me down and kissed me enough before he raised his head and said softly: "... then Minmin swear that you will never leave me in the future, and never leave me for the rest of your life."
"I..." I was dizzy from his kiss, and with him so heavy, pressing me down, I could only breathe out but not in. My brain, which was severely lacking in oxygen, had long been unable to function properly. The advice from China's 5,000-year-old ethical and cultural revolution was reduced to one sentence: "A wise man does not suffer a loss in front of him"...
"I swear……"
"Who is swearing?" Baimao pressed me down and pecked my lips.
"I... I, Zhao Minmin, swear to heaven..." I was powerless...
"Why swear?" White Hair pecked my lips again.
"I, I, Zhao Minmin, swear to heaven that I will never leave Baimao! Otherwise, heaven will strike you with lightning!" I gathered my breath and shouted out in one breath!
"Who is Baimao?" That guy was still not giving up! He pecked me on the lips again! My lips were almost swollen... Damn it!
"Damn it! I, Zhao Minmin, swear I will never leave you... uh... chaos... um, chaos! Otherwise, I will be struck by lightning!" I'm risking my life! What's the point of swearing? Anyway, I don't believe in evil. At most, I'll shamelessly turn my back on you later!
"Minmin..." The white-haired man held me down with no intention of getting up. He stroked my hair with one hand and said slowly, "I know that swearing an oath will not restrict you much, but it is a very serious matter for us Wind Chasers. So from now on, in the eyes of everyone, you are willing. If you break the promise again, you will be alone and deserted by your friends and relatives, and no one will help you. It will be natural and logical for me to use extraordinary means to keep you..."
Baimao smiled, and my face turned green... I, I thought he was crazy and lost his mind, but it turned out that he was smart and sober! This insidious and cunning man, who was meticulous and unscrupulous, shameless and shameless, set a trap for me to fall into...··#￥%·#￥...
He stood up with a satisfied and rosy face, picked up my stiff body and put me on the bed, sitting cross-legged beside me with his upper body naked, "If you keep your promise, I will keep my promise and wait until we get married. If you run away, I will catch you back and then... what's that called? Rape you?" I shuddered. He smiled and touched my hair to comfort me, "If you ever think of leaving me, I will catch you and rape you. One more thing, if you let other men touch you again, I will catch you and rape you. Okay?"
Seeing the white-haired creature baring its teeth at me, I suddenly felt that it was a wolf's paw that was touching my head...
Oh my God, can you just pretend you didn't hear what I just said?
Boom! A thunder exploded in the sky!
I don’t dare to think about anything…
I don’t know how Baimao spread the word internally, but now everyone in the palace treats me as the king’s woman. The head eunuch pinches my shriveled cheeks and scans my underdeveloped breasts every day, ordering the kitchen to prepare a tonic soup to nourish yin and strengthen yang. Nana is already measuring my measurements to prepare my wedding dress. What’s worse, a few lively and bold noble girls are pestering me about the king’s bed skills, whether he is gentle and lingering or vigorous and fierce. They pinch my shoulders and say pityingly, “Your little body should be torn apart” and so on. I’m so depressed that I just want to look up to the sky and scream, “I’m still a fucking virgin!!”
This awkward situation finally took a turn for the better when Baimao and his men were preparing to send troops to the Najinba tribe:
"I'm going too!" I blinked and looked at Baimao almost enthusiastically.
"no."
"Why?! Aren't women from your tribe allowed to go to war with the army?" Although they didn't go to the battlefield, women were responsible for the logistics of the army, which was very different from the feudal and conservative Later Ming Dynasty. However, it could also be because the minority population was too small, so they had to do so.
"We are not going there to play. The battlefield is full of dangers. Even our own military camp may not be safe. I don't allow you to go." Baimao threw the battle report sent from the front, sat down, picked up the pen and began to write a reply.
"I'm not going there for fun! I will be obedient and stay by your side, not causing any trouble!" I'll go anywhere as long as I'm not stuck in this horrible palace! What's a battlefield? How could it be as scary as the captain of the guards' all-inclusive soup?
"No - no -" Baimao was unmoved. He wrote the reply neatly, stuffed it into the wax-sealed bamboo tube, whistled and called the Yaksha.
"Please~~ Think about it, if I'm left here alone, what will the second master do? What if the fourth prince sends some spies or assassins to play some shady tricks? You have to send people to be on guard everywhere. If you bring me with you, you don't have to worry so much! Ouch!" The damn Yaksha fell on my shoulder again! It hurts, it hurts so much, I don't know if it has gained weight recently!
"...You have a point, but...there is no problem with the guards in the palace, don't worry." Bai Mao pondered, and although he said so, his tone was a little shaken. He stood up and took the Yasha that bent me to his forearm, and held it up, and his warm big hands gently massaged my shoulders.
I don’t know if it was because his affectionate attitude was too natural, or because I felt so comfortable being pinched by him, or because I had gotten used to being treated as a couple by everyone, but I actually leaned over to him, blinked my eyes, looked up at him, and said sweetly, “Besides, I swore not to leave your side, and now I’m going to be away for so long that I might miss you… uh…” Suddenly I realized! What am I talking about? ! ! The corrosive power of rumors is so terrible ! ! ! I’m dizzy ! ! !
The hand that Baimao was pinching my shoulder suddenly stopped, and a face that was so happy that he could not help but take advantage of me instantly expanded in front of me! The corners of his mouth were curved, and he couldn't help but asked, "Did you just say the truth?"
"It's fake." I blushed and shook my head awkwardly.
"I love to hear fake ones too..." Baimao waved his hand and threw away Yaksha, picked me up and put me on the desk piled with military books and kissed me. He entangled with me happily for a long time, then licked his lips in my breathless ear and said seductively : "Just for this sentence of yours, I'll let you go. But~" His eyes were cunning and fascinating...
The corners of my mouth began to twitch. What kind of crappy conditions was this guy going to propose next?
