Zhao Yun's mind was intoxicated and he was immersed in a dream. He did not know where his soul was.
Heavenly Fragrance was extremely provocative. All kinds of seductive postures were performed one after another. Decadent sounds bombarded back and forth, but it did not shake Zhao Yun's will. Madame Haitang only gave a simple hug. There were no lewd words or affectionate gestures, but Zhao Yun was unable to refuse.
Not only was he unable to refuse, but he also had an impulse to turn around and fiercely embrace that delicate and beautiful body, wantonly loving her.
Madame Haitang's ten fingers quietly stroked Zhao Yun's broad chest, evoking an uncontrollable evil thought.
Zhao Yun was stimulated by the flexible and slightly cold spring bamboo shoots. Suddenly, he quivered and regained his consciousness. Zhang Miao's tearful appearance immediately appeared in his mind.
Zhao Yun clearly saw her tears pouring down like pearls, but he didn't say a word of reproach, but that sorrowful face caused him to feel a heavy pain in his chest. He cried out, "Sister Miao!" His body fiercely struggled, and actually broke free from Madame Begonia's tender net.
Madame Haitang was immersed in her emotions. She was not prepared for Zhao Yun's sudden outburst. Her beautiful body staggered back three steps and she almost fell.
She was like an injured white rabbit. Her beautiful eyes were filled with endless sorrow. "Zhao Yun, why?" She suddenly laughed and said, "Is it because you think my body is dirty, so you don't want to touch me?"
Zhao Yun's back was facing Madam Haitang. Although he couldn't see her delicate face full of hidden bitterness and sadness, just hearing this sorrowful tone made his heart involuntarily break inch by inch. He had already made up his mind to ignore this witch, but at this moment, his heart softened. His dry lips struggled to speak, "No, I, I don't mean that."
Madame Haitang took two more steps forward and put a cold and thin jade arm around Zhao Yun's neck. She said faintly, "If I say that I'm still a virgin, will you choose to believe me?"
The four words' pure body 'were like a thunderclap, exploding open the Still Ancient Well. Zhao Yun's mind was blown. Her first thought was, "She's so gorgeous and charming. How could she not be stained by mud? How dare you lie to me! "
However, when he heard Madame Haitang's question, "Do you believe me?", he instantly changed his mind. He only felt that her words were sincere and there was no intention of deceiving him. He couldn't help but come up with countless excuses to defend himself. "Perhaps she really didn't?"
But even if Madame Haitang was really flawless, what did it have to do with Zhao Yun?
Zhao Yun had already promised her heart to Sister Miao.
He already had three people in his heart, so how could he allow others to step in?
Zhao Yun forcefully suppressed the unbearable feeling in her heart and shook her body violently again to shake off that affectionate hand. She sighed and said, "Madame Haitang loves me so much, but Zhao Yun's heart belongs to someone else. I really don't dare to accept such a rare treasure. "
Madame Haitang smiled gently and said, "If you really belong to someone else, why don't you dare to look at me? You're panicking and trying to cover it up only makes it more conspicuous. In the end, you can't hide it from me. "
Zhao Yun firmly said, "I'm not panicking!" He suddenly turned around and looked directly at that wonderful and alluring body, but he couldn't help but throb.
He quickly withdrew his fear and secretly reprimanded, "Zhao Yun, oh Zhao Yun, don't disappoint me. If you're tempted by her beauty, you'll be greedy and forget righteousness. How can you still stand in this world if you're a heartless person? "
Madame Haitang didn't make a move this time. Her beautiful body was exposed to the air, and her charming peach blossom eyes looked like they were about to overflow with water. She faintly sighed and said, "Zhao Yun, I want you to remember that you're the first and the last man in the world to see my body."
Zhao Yun's body shook violently, and he almost ran away again. His eyes were full of shock, but there was also a trace of inexplicable gratitude and rejoicing. He hesitated and said, "Why are you doing this? We, we don't have anything to do with each other, so why do you have to make me feel uneasy? "
Madame Haitang's face showed gratitude, "Thank you for not accusing me of being a demoness."
If it was another beauty who threw herself into his arms after meeting by chance, even if Zhao Yun wasn't angry, he would still scold, "Shameless b * tch!"
But facing Madame Haitang, not only did he not have the slightest intention of scolding her, he was deeply touched by her appreciation.
To be able to receive Madame Haitang's appreciation was undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for a man.
Zhao Yun just didn't understand. Why did Madame Haitang also inexplicably take a fancy to him? Could it be that she was also like Hu Qing and her sister, and had no choice but to give up her body? But with his swordsmanship, he couldn't even take a move from Madame Haitang. Who in the world could threaten her?
Who in the world could bear to threaten her?
Madame Haitang sighed softly, and there was infinite worry in her sigh, "Do you know what is the most unbearable thing in the world?"
Zhao Yun thought of the eternal silence in the Blissful Happiness Array and blurted out, "Loneliness."
"That's right. The word 'loneliness' is the most depressing. It's not that you can't find someone to accompany you, but that you can't find someone worthy of your company. Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals, and the world is not allowed to see their hair turn white. Which girl doesn't want to meet the most suitable person at the best age? Sigh, I'm old. "
"Since ancient times, beauties are like famous generals. They are not allowed to see each other until their hair turns white." Zhao Yun understood the lingering sadness in Madame Haitang's words. She muttered these two sentences, and it was as if her heart was connected with hers in an instant.
Madame Haitang's body was as light as a swallow. She silently walked to the front of the square table. Her slender fingers pressed on the jade zither, and she started to play it.
The resentful, admiring, weeping, and complaining voice sounded in Zhao Yun's heart, "In this Immortal Grove, there are countless people who love me, countless people who hate me, crazy for me, silly for me, but my heart has never been tied to anyone's heart. I play the zither, hold the book, and look at the painting. In the end, no one can listen to me recite songs, read poems with me, and enjoy my heart with me. "
Zhao Yun was infected by that pitiful expression. A strong sense of loneliness shrouded her mind, and she almost blurted out, "I'll accompany you!" When the words were about to come out of her mouth, she was alerted. She said, "It's a pity that I don't know how to appreciate paintings and listen to poems. You've found the wrong person." As soon as she said that, she immediately felt a deep sense of regret.
"You can be said to have a heart of stone!" The zither string actually broke with a "zheng" sound. Madame Haitang sighed again, "There are few bosom friends. Who will listen to a broken string? I've waited for thirty years, and I've been lonely for thirty years. I won't miss the opportunity. Zhao Yun, you're the person I'm looking for. "
"This is the first time you and I have met. How can you talk about liking me?" Zhao Yun's heart was already moved. He could only find reasons again and again to persuade his rational self to escape from this gentle trap.
"If you like someone, why do you have to meet them? You're like a shooting star shining in the Immortal Grove. You've long been famous, and the world looks up to you. With your unparalleled appearance and unparalleled swordsmanship, you're unyielding to force, and your beauty can't be lost. In this vast world, I can't find a more suitable person than you. You're not an object in the pool. You'll definitely stand at the top of the world. I'm only willing to share the red scarf and green sleeves with you. "
Her jade-like skin was glowing, and she was proud and arrogant. Her feelings were endless, and her words were sincere.
The most sincere invitation, the simplest wish. As long as Zhao Yun said it, they could be together forever, and even immortals wouldn't be happy.
Zhao Yun was moved, but he didn't act.
He only sighed reluctantly, "Madame Haitang, since you want me to be a hero, why do you have to force me? You know, I won't agree. I'm really sorry. "
Madame Haitang said, "Zhao Yun, you don't have to apologize. You've seen my body, and you're already my man. Why do you have to apologize to me? However, since I'm your woman, I have the right to woo you. "
She left the zither and slowly walked towards Zhao Yun, "Zhao Yun, I want you to love me without reservation. Are you willing?"
Before Zhao Yun could answer, Madame Haitang had already surrounded Zhao Yun's waist like a swallow flying into the forest. She chuckled and said, "Don't speak, because you don't have the right to refuse."
Zhao Yun suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and then his whole body heated up. His handsome face flushed red, and his strong desire was like a drunken horse galloping wildly, like a flood breaking through a dam, overflowing uncontrollably. His mind flashed, and he said in surprise, "You, what did you put in the wine?"
Madame Haitang was extremely charming. She gently leaned her head on Zhao Yun's shoulder and said, "After chatting for so long, the Ecstasy Pill finally took effect. I've said before, Madame Haitang won't miss the opportunity. You're destined to be my man in this life. "
Only then did Zhao Yun realize that from the moment he woke up, he had already fallen into Madame Haitang's trap.
In his surprise, the Ecstasy Pill's effect took effect even faster. His blood vessels expanded, and a strange heat instantly spread throughout his limbs and bones.
Zhao Yun knew that if he didn't make a prompt decision, he would lose himself. He gritted his teeth and gathered his remaining thoughts, wanting to push Madame Haitang's enchanting body away.
However, as soon as his hand touched her soft and enchanting shoulder, he felt a surge of heat. It turned from pushing to pulling, and he unconsciously wrapped his arms around her tightly.
Madame Haitang moaned. She couldn't hold back her emotions, and hugged Zhao Yun even tighter. Her sweet mouth found Zhao Yun's red lips that were filled with heat, and she gently opened her teeth.
"Boom!"
This taste was like the most mellow Nu 'er Hong. It had been buried for thirty years, and it had been waiting for an endless life. Once it broke through the ground, it would be as passionate as fire, and the fragrance would be unforgettable.
Zhao Yun's emotions were boiling, and his entire body felt like it was about to explode. All of his reason was thrown beyond the highest heavens, and only one thought remained: "I have to love the beauty in my arms!"
Unknowingly, his clothes had already been taken off, and his lips had already imprinted on Madame Haitang's ears, neck, and breasts.
In the end, he would fall into the tenderness of a beauty.
At this moment, Madame Haitang suddenly pushed Zhao Yun away. Under Zhao Yun's irresistible gaze, she gently waved her hand and summoned a white handkerchief. She gently placed it under her body, and said bashfully, "The path of flowers has never been swept by a destined guest, but the door is opened for you from today onwards. For generations to come, I wish for this day. "
At this moment, the expression on her face contained undisguised desire, the joy of meeting a soulmate, and the deep affection of extreme love.
This kind of deep affection, this kind of adoration, had long been engraved in Zhao Yun's heart.
Sister Miao!
The throbbing of their first meeting, the joy of each other, the pain of parting, and the sorrow of yearning all rushed into his heart at the same time.
Zhao Yun suddenly stopped his hands and mouth.
His body was still boiling, and his blood was still burning, but his heart was already ice-cold.
"No, I can't!"
After being drugged, the excuse that he had no choice but to do it could no longer numb his heart.
"I already have Qing'er and Lan'er. If I provoke Madame Haitang, will Sister Miao still care about me? In this lifetime, only one person is allowed. How can I let her down again? "
"That time at Qing'er and Lan'er, I lost consciousness. But this time, I definitely can't let myself make the same mistake again. "
Like a lone wolf howling, Zhao Yun suddenly straightened his body and actually slammed his head into the snow-white wall. His head was bleeding, but he didn't care.
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