Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Chapter 949: The little yellow essays I wrote have come true (76)

? But the person in my arms heard this, but he didn't feel the slightest joy.

She just closed her eyes and refused to look at him again.

Feng Hongyin didn't feel annoyed, and he packed her optimistic jewelry and sent it back to the other yard, and then took her into the carriage.

After arriving at the other yard, she got out of the car quietly and accompany him to dinner quietly.

Feng Hongyin smiled, liking her so obedient appearance.

The atmosphere between the two was silent, she said nothing, what Feng Hongyin said.

Feng Hongyin's expression slowly turned pale as he was eating.

He had never been so caring about anyone before, so she dared to face him so coldly?

Feng Hongyin put the chopsticks in his hand on the table "snack", and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Why, leave Cuiyu Tower, even forgot how to serve people?"

As if she hadn't heard it, she continued to eat the rice in the bowl quietly.

Feng Hongyin lifted the table, then dragged her up to the bed and threw her in the soft bedding.

She remained silent, just silent.

Such silence made Feng Hongyin feel that his majesty had been provoked.

He pinched her chin and forced her to look at him.

"Lu Yunmei, it is your honor for the king to like you. Don't toast or eat fine wine."

Hearing these words, her eyes turned slightly, and after a long time, the corners of her lips curled up meaninglessly.

pleasure?

Yes, when he saved herself, she did feel honored when he was good to her.

Such a man used to only be seen in imagination, but now he stands in front of him alive.

Even though he is cold, but she can always absorb the slightest warmth from him.

Until later, she was recruited into the palace, and that night she was arbitrarily manipulated.

It was only then that it became clear that to him, she was just a lowly prostitute.

No matter how nice it was, he never respected her.

Compared with those benefactors, how is he different?

At this time, he kept saying "like", but he put her under house arrest in another yard, gave her food and drink, and bought her many things like a canary in a cage.

I wish the prince’s love is really precious.

Jin Gui felt pain all over her body.

Feng Hongyin looked down at her smile, the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

He stretched out his hand to tear her clothes apart, and rashly pressed her under him.

When entering her, the people under her body struggled slightly uncomfortably, and Feng Hongyin reached out to stop such a struggle.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelids drooping down.

Feng Hongyin kissed it.

The eyelids moved slightly, like a row of small fans.

Feng Hongyin looked at her with a firm tone.

"Lu Yunmei, as long as you are obedient, I will promise you a lifetime of prosperity and honor."

Wasn't she the one pictured when she entered the brothel?

Her mother said that she couldn't bear the suffering of poverty, so she entered the brothel.

That being the case, why bother to be pretentious now?

Isn't he much better than that Friday Lang?

The people under him did not return to him.

A night of red candles, full of spring light.

The sun was just right on the second day.

Feng Hongyin moved his arms when he woke up in the warm sunshine, only to realize that he was still holding a warm and soft body in his arms.

She slept quietly in her arms, clean.

Feng Hongyin looked at the person in his arms and couldn't help lowering his head and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Obviously knowing that it shouldn't be her that night, but when he held her at this time, Feng Hongyin still felt the comfort of the soul fit.

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