Luo Qingyu tried her best to keep her mind sober. She wanted to break free from the release of Di Shiyin, but with her current strength, Di Shiyin couldn't compare to the kitten ...

Instead, her resistance was repressed by him—

She watched as he returned to Rongxue Valley in the blink of an eye, entered the bamboo building, and entered a large and elegant bedroom—

As soon as her eyes bloomed, she was thrown into the soft bed.

She struggled a little and wanted to bounce, but Di Shiyin held her with one hand: "Qing Yu, who do you recognize?" His fleece turned on his face, and the silver mask disappeared, revealing him. Zhang Qingguo's fall into the city can cause countless women to scream handsome faces.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, settling on her face: "Qing Yu, there is only one way to solve this poison ..."

Luo Qingyu was almost burning all over her body, she knew what she wanted now, but she didn't want him—

"You ... you let go of me, I ... I think of another way ..." Luo Qingyu's voice trembled, but she looked stubbornly. She's hot and uncomfortable now. Maybe you can go to the snowdrift for a while and find a little solution ...

"Any other way? What way?" Emperor Shiyin's eyes suddenly chilled: "Why do you want to find?"

"No ... don't worry about you ..." Luo Qingyu bit her lip so that she could suppress the poisonous **** of the brain ... She tightened her body, like a stubborn little hedgehog, and didn't want him to approach him.

"Don't I care who cares? Qing Yu, I'm your husband!" Emperor Shiyin said, almost gritted--

This girl was forced to look like this but she didn't want to let him touch him. What did she think? Rather than looking for a male prostitute? !!

Just leaning down and hugging her tightly, hugging her, hugging this hot little body, it felt like he had the whole world, so he couldn't let go.

"No ... you are not ..." Luo Qingyu reluctantly squeezed out these words. His embrace was the only source to untie this hotness, so she almost surrendered and wanted to embrace this embrace--

But when it was so confusing and so uncomfortable, Yan Chi and the child named Xiaoqian flashed in her mind. There was a tear in her heart, a sharp tingling, and tears came up. She was forced to go back ...

She was flushed with cheeks, sweat was on her forehead, she had been forced to the extreme by spring poison, but refused to submit, stubbornly like a river mussel. The clamshell was closed tightly and refused to accept him ...

"Fool, we announced your marriage relationship, why not?" Di Shiyin embraced her, and her fingers began to strip her clothes: "Qing Yu, no matter what, we are now husband and wife, let me Can you help me? "

Is he helping himself now because he and she are married? Is it because of that marriage contract?

After this relationship with him, is he himself his uncle or flat wife?

I don't know what happened, Luo Qingyu felt that she had drilled the horns again, and the soreness and bitterness in her heart felt more severe. She tried to grab her clothes: "No ... I don't want it!"

The passion overflowed into her body, making her anxious to overthrow this man, but her emotions were extremely hurt. Her pride made her want to push this man away ...

Two emotions tug of war in her mind, and she can't help screaming: "No ... I don't want you ..."

(This chapter is confusing and can be ignored. I will fill it in later)

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