indianbanksassociation Chapter 64 Chapter 64
Chapter 64 Chapter 64
Chapter 64 Chapter 64
Jia Rong led the woman away from the crowd amidst many envious and jealous eyes.
Of course, the eyes of many men in the field were mostly focused on that weak and beautiful woman.
The old scholar also secretly took a few glances, and there was a rippling in his heart. This thought frightened him, and he quickly whispered: "Do not look at evil..."
"Brother, the saliva is dripping from the corner of your mouth. Wipe it away quickly." The middle-aged man couldn't help but remind his companion when he saw his companion staring directly at the beautiful woman with a look of obsession and intoxication on his face.
"Well, that made me laugh." The companion woke up, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and hurriedly wiped the saliva from his chin with his hand.
Uncle Rong led the woman, who didn't even know her name, to find a tea shed.
The woman who sells water is clever. Seeing the young and handsome gentleman leading a beautiful woman approaching, she hurriedly stepped forward to entertain her.
Jia Rong looked at the environment in the shed, and said casually: "Serve a pot of good tea, and if there are pastries, serve some."
"Okay, please sit down and wait." The woman found a clean table and invited the guests to sit down.
Several tea guests in the shed were chatting, and when they saw the woman, their hearts were agitated, their eyes flickered and wandered, and their mouths spoke in a perfunctory manner.
Uncle Rong looked at the woman who was wandering in the street in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Can you tell me the girl's name?"
"Zhou Qiaoer." The woman raised her hand to straighten the hair on her forehead, her red lips parted slightly, and she replied softly.
The mother-in-law brought tea and pastries, put them on the table, and said with a friendly smile: "Guests take it easy."
Jia Rong nodded his thanks.
"Where does Miss Zhou live? Who are the relatives at home?"
"I used to live in Suzhou. My parents have passed away, and my husband is gone. I sold my property and came to Beijing to join my uncle." Zhou Qiaoer's voice was cold, her face was filled with grief, and tears slipped down her cheeks.
Jia Rong was startled, how could her life experience be so miserable.It was not easy for such a pretty widow to arrive safely in the capital from Suzhou, and she comforted her, "My condolences to Miss Zhou, I didn't expect your situation to be so bleak."
"Um······"
"Have you found your uncle?" Jia Rong asked with concern when she was in a stable mood.
"No, my uncle's house has moved away a long time ago, and the neighbors said that he lost money in business, so I don't know where he went." Zhou Qiaoer sighed, took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and replied.
Jia Rong filled her bowl with tea and asked softly, "Where do you live now?"
"I rented a small courtyard nearby the day before yesterday, and I lived there temporarily. What's your name, young master?" Seeing his handsome face and well-mannered behavior, Zhou Qiaoer felt admiration for him, and asked his name.
"My surname is Jia, and my single name is Rong. It's almost lunch time. I'll buy some food and take you back to your residence."
Zhou Qiaoer nodded and said, "I'll listen to your master's arrangement."
Jia Rong got up and made tea money.
He took her to the street to buy some raw and cooked ingredients, and the two carried them back to the courtyard.
The furniture in the house is simple, and the tables and stools are neatly arranged.A bed was actually made of iron, and the bedding on it was neatly packed.
When the two bodies met by chance, Jia Rong felt angry in her lower abdomen, and she was surprised that she had the idea of getting on the horse immediately, and used the Jiuyang magic skill to suppress her desire.
After drinking a few glasses of wine, Uncle Rong felt hot in his stomach.
Zhou Qiaoer added wine to him, accidentally spilled some on the table, and quickly got up to wipe it with a rag.
"I'll wipe it." Uncle Rong was afraid that she would come over, and he would lose control of his body and act rudely.
"Young master, let me wipe it."
Jia Rong smelled the fragrance on her body, endured the strange feeling brought about by physical contact, and forced herself to remain calm.
At this time, Zhou Qiaoer suddenly turned around and threw herself into his arms, sighing: "My lord, you are really a good person."
Immediately, the mana in his hand came out, restrained Jia Rong, hugged him to the bed, found two magic weapon ropes, separated his limbs and tied him in a big shape to fix him on the bed.
"I really don't want to hurt my son, but I was injured, so I have to wrong you." Zhou Qiaoer untied Jia Rong's mana restraint, and said quietly.
I was hit by the enemy's palm in my abdomen, and my dantian was eroded by a strange mana. During the healing process, my vitality was severely injured, and I urgently needed essence to nourish my body.In the past few days, it gradually became uncontrollable, and the mana of the different species was very restless.
Just now, Jia Rong was bound by mana all over her body and couldn't speak, but she knew in her heart that this time she met a witch who picked up meat.
"Why did you choose me?" Jia Rong tested the strength of the rope with her right hand while speaking.
"Don't waste your energy, the magic weapon used in the foundation building period is very strong." Zhou Qiao'er smiled sweetly, and then said: "Because your body is strong inside, your blood is more vigorous than others, and you are born handsome."
"Did you drug your drink?"
Zhou Qiaoer sat beside him, stretched out her hand to caress that handsome face: "Yes, I used kung fu to seduce you, but you are determined, so I had to take medicine."
Jia Rong couldn't break free from the rope, sighed, closed her eyes and said nothing.
"You are a good person, I will treat you gently." Zhou Qiaoer felt a little guilty in her heart, with a look of pity on her face. He is not the kind of pervert and evil person who does not regret to die. Get out of here and make plans.
I also thought that the exercises I have learned are incomplete, and I cannot stop in the middle of the exercise. It is most forbidden to leak my true yin when I am emotional, otherwise the consequences of dispersing the exercises are inevitable.
Thinking of this, I suppressed the guilt in my heart, and my face regained its coolness.
Clothes were scattered all over the place.
"Ah, this!" Zhou Qiaoer's seductive red lips exclaimed, is he a donkey...
Uncle Rong lay flat, allowing the Nine Suns Divine Kung Fu to operate spontaneously to protect his body.
Half an hour passed, and she secretly praised the young master for his strong body.
An hour later, she was anxious, and the cold look on her face gradually faded.
Two hours later, the alien magic power suddenly broke out, attacking internally and externally. She let out a soft groan with excitement in her heart, dispersed her power on the spot, vomited a mouthful of blood, and fell unconscious on Jia Rong.
Jia Rong was also exhausted from running Jiuyang Zhenqi at the critical moment. When she saw her collapse from an injury, she was relieved, and then worried, her hands and feet were still tied with ropes.
When this woman wakes up, she is definitely not as good as herself. Either she was beaten to death or starved to death.
If you don't want to yell twice, and alert the neighbors and passers-by to save you, your life is at stake, and your reputation is irrelevant, so you decide to open your mouth and want to yell.
At this time, there was a strange man's smile from outside the window: "Haha, I wanted to save your life after you enjoy the sex once, but I didn't expect this witch to lose her strength due to her injuries. I'll cut the rope for you and return your favor to Baozi." , let’s clear things up.”
Jia Rong was shocked when he heard the laughter, and heard his words, and knew that it was the old beggar on the street.
What kind of weird thinking is this? I have to be raped by a woman before she will save me.
Didn't all the good things in the house just now be seen and heard by the old beggar, and he immediately said angrily, "Senior, you have gone too far! How..."
A flying sword about a foot long, with a burst of cold light, pierced the window paper and flew into the room, circled around the iron bed, the rope broke and turned back out of the window.
When Jia Rong spoke again, the courtyard was silent.
(End of this chapter)