Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum: The first bowl of soup (3)

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, the old man was very annoyed, and immediately shouted loudly, asking the nurses to come in, but before he could say a word, his throat was slit by the sharp sword! Seeing this, Qing Huan shivered in fright. After Jun Wuya killed the old member, he turned and squatted in front of her, and slowly stretched out his hand: "Where is your home? Do you want me to take you back?"

He is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance is very handsome, and his whole person shows a warm feeling. Qing Huan looked at him vigilantly, Jun Wuya was also very patient, and still stretched out his hand. In fact, Qing Huan was about the same age as a certain girl. Seeing her so miserable, he couldn't bear it. Hengzhu has already killed this wicked old man, so it would be better to send this girl home.

How could Qing Huan be sent back to "home" by him? After hesitating for a long time, she gently took Jun Wuya's hand, and in the next second, she fainted in his arms.

Jun Wuya was stunned for a moment, but she fainted before she could ask her where she lived. There was no choice but to wrap Qinghuan in a robe and take her to his own Lianjian Villa. . Just when he was about to put her on the bed and then call someone to take care of her, the girl woke up, staring at him with a pair of big eyes full of fear, then took the initiative to take off her blue shirt, closed her eyes, and had a long Feather's eyelashes trembled slightly, obviously she was extremely frightened, but she had to appear so calm.

Jun Wuya couldn't help but think of the girl who was spoiled by him. The girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, but she was very self-willed, and her speech and behavior were full of childishness. But there was an indescribable charm. He hurriedly turned his back, although the girl was young, but after all, there were differences between men and women, so he must not be abrupt.

Afterwards, he could hear a rustling voice behind him. Suddenly, a pair of soft and snow-white lotus arms wrapped around his waist, and a small face was attached to his back. The girl's voice was soft and thin. In a soft voice, there is despair that cannot be ignored: "You can do whatever you want to me, just please don't kill me."

He suddenly became annoyed. He didn't know who was so cruel, but raised a good child like this. Jun Wuya gently took Qing Huan's hand away, turned around, and she stood naked in front of him.

When the girl's body is about to bloom, the flower room in front of her chest is slightly raised, her waist is slender, her pink buttocks are upturned, her figure may not be mature enough, but her skin like suet and white jade is really Jun Wuya Never seen in this life. A girl with such a skin should not be a child of a civilian family who was kidnapped, right?

Before Jun Wuya could think clearly, the girl stepped on his toes, clasped his neck with both hands and pulled down, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his thin lips.

Qing Huan is different from the female ghost Qi Qi. The female ghost Qiqi regarded Jun Wuya as a god, and dared not speak love words all her life, but she was not. In her heart, there is nothing she can't give up, what's more, her body has already been riddled with holes, and it has been done a hundred times, so why not repeat it a thousand times? Qing Huan could see that in Jun Wuya's heart at this moment, he might still have a simple brother-sister relationship with that eldest young lady. If he could seize this opportunity, he would first make an impression in his heart and make him think that he was a woman. Instead of the so-called children, maybe in the future, they will be able to help one more step.

Jun Wuya doesn't know what's wrong with him. Obviously, with his martial arts, it's more than enough to get rid of ten girls, but he just stands there stupidly. Is he... being molested, or is it little girl? Just as he was about to push the girl away, the soft and delicate tip of his tongue suddenly poked into his mouth, tangled and tangled, doing everything. Jun Wuya couldn't help but be puzzled by it. After a long while, he could not help grasping the girl's waist, which he held tightly, and gave her a ruthless kiss.

I don't think it's right to kiss and kiss. Whose eleven- or twelve-year-old girl can be so sophisticated and tease a man? ! Thinking of this, Jun Wuya shoved Qing Huan away, but he underestimated his strength. Qing Huan was just a girl who was not at her age. How could he resist this push? Immediately she fell backwards, her soft back slammed against the sharp foot of the bed, but she just frowned, then got up again, walked towards him naked, and asked, "Young master, you save me, don't you think? Want me?"

Jun Wuya's words of apology froze in his mouth. He looked at the girl walking towards him, and at a loss he grabbed the blue shirt on the bed and wanted to wrap her, but Qing Huan looked up at him, her long black hair It was draped over her shoulders, making her look incredibly small. "If you don't want me, why would you need to save me? If I go back, the result will still be the same."

She really doesn't have the same hesitation as the female ghost Qiqi. If she wants to win Jun Wuya's heart, she will not follow the fate of the female ghost Qiqi.

Jun Wuya is a head and a half taller than her, so she can easily see the large blue and purple behind her, "I didn't..."

"If not, then ask your son to send me back." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows and said lightly.

There is an indescribable sadness on the girl's body, and Jun Wuya's heart moved, and said: "You're hurt too badly, you should wait until the injury is healed..." The jade-like skin was covered with whip marks, even The faintly visible secret place was covered with blood, what kind of devil did he have just now, to treat a wounded woman like this?

"If the old injury is healed, there will be a new one. If the new one is not healed, the injury will be added again. The son should send me back. I can still suffer less." Qing Huan Mian said expressionlessly.

Jun Wuya shook his head: "I will send you back when you are healed."

Qing Huan laughed: "Listen to the tone of the son, could it be that you have to be responsible for me?"

Jun Wuya suffocated, and Qing Huan's smile deepened: "Since I can't, I'd better trouble you to send me back. Mom will be anxious if she can't find me."

Mom?

Only one type of woman can be called mother, Jun Wuya thought of that possibility, his face suddenly became ugly: "You, you are..."

"Prostitute|female." Qing Huan helped him out. "The other member that the young master killed was originally going to open a bud for me tonight. The young master saved me. I thought it was the young master who wanted to come in person, but now it seems that it is not."

Jun Wuya didn't know what to say, he looked at Qing Huan, saw her lightly mocking eyes, and said, "No matter what, you must stay with me until you are healed, especially since I hurt you just now. , if I let you go like this, I feel guilty."

He already has an innocent "sister" like the eldest young lady, so Qing Huan can't be the same innocent and ignorant girl again. How could an oiran who grew up in a brothel and was raised by the bustard as a cash cow be a fairy who doesn't understand the world? If she lied, she will be found out sooner or later. It is better to do the opposite and let Jun Wuya see. In fact, in this world, twelve-year-old girls are just like the eldest young lady. There are really not many. .

"Young master looked at my body, kissed my lips, and asked you not to tell my mother about this, otherwise, I would never be able to bid for a good price again."

Jun Wuya listened to her expressionlessly saying something extraordinarily realistic, and said, "Don't say that, I..."

Qing Huan took the blue shirt in his hand, put it on, and said: "Qi Qi, thank you for your help, you are so kind and virtuous, I can't repay you. I'd better ask you to send me back, otherwise, I will suffer even more. hurt."

Looking at her indifferent and persistent eyes, Jun Wuya couldn't resist her, so he could only say: "Even so, you should apply the medicine first, otherwise you will have scars on your body."

Qing Huan smiled slightly and thanked him, "Young master is still thoughtful. If there is any damage to this body, it will not be able to sell for a good price."

She looked around and saw the medicine bottle in the tray, so she took it and wiped it on her body. The moment she unbuttoned her blue shirt, Jun Wuya hurriedly turned her back, but the next second she heard Qing Huan's cry of pain, he turned around subconsciously, and was fascinated by the lively scene in front of him.

The girl with a whole body like jade sat on the bed, holding a medicine bottle in her left hand and covering her left arm with her right hand, which seemed to be unbearable pain. Jun Wuya hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter with you?" He didn't care about men and women, and even he didn't realize that he cared more about girls than the first time they met. stranger.

Qing Huan looked at him with pleading eyes: "Can you trouble the young master to give me medicine?"

Jun Wuya was about to refuse when Qing Huan said again: "I have seen it horizontally and vertically, and it's not bad. I don't like women approaching my body. If the son doesn't want to, just find a servant at will. Help me too."

As soon as he thought that another man would see her graceful body and touch her cold and soft skin, Jun Wuya's heart suddenly flashed with inexplicable anger. He grabbed the medicine bottle, poured out some ointment and squeezed it into his hand. Gently smear Qing Huan, first on her back, then on her arms, and then on her chest.