Chapter 171 The Saint is a Man

There were no lights on in the room, making it slightly dim.

Lu Chaochao was lying at the crack of the door, his vision was a little blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

Lu Jinghuai has a good appearance, and he is dressed particularly handsome today. He looks like a handsome young man.

He opened the curtain and called in a low voice: "Saint Jingli?"

The voice trembled slightly, a little excited, and a little excited.

The Saint Jingli seemed slightly drunk, and responded softly: "Lu... Mr. Lu?" She seemed to be too drunk, and her face was still pink.

The hair is slightly messy and falls on one side of the face.

His eyes were hazy, looking at Lu Jinghuai faintly, as if he had thousands of spring water in his mouth.

Lu Jinghuai's throat tightened and his face turned slightly red.

"Saint Jingli, can Jing Huai help you drink some sobering tea?" He said softly, stepped forward, poured a cup of tea, and gently held the saint's shoulders.

The saint's breath was like blue, her shoulders were slightly exposed, and her smooth skin made Lu Jinghuai's face turn red.

The saint's appearance is very good, and she has a fairy spirit all over her body, just like Xuannv descending from the sky.

At this moment, it feels like a fairy has fallen into the mortal world.

Saint Jingli took his hand and drank a cup of tea.

Lu Jinghuai held her waist. The saint seemed a little dizzy and leaned on his shoulder.

Lu Jinghuai's heart beat like thunder.

"Why do you always show your attentiveness to me?" the Saint muttered, her eyes already distracted and a little confused.

"Are you this attentive to all women?"

"Um?"

Lu Jinghuai said seriously: "Of course not."

"I...I am happy with the Saint. I am only courteous to Jing Li!" Lu Jinghuai looked at the Saint Jing Li with a firm look in his eyes.

"Have you also written love poems for other women?"

"No, Jinghuai only wrote it for Jingli." Lu Jinghuai's tone was low and somewhat sincere.

"Chi..." Saint Jingli sneered.

"In two days, you will get married and marry someone else."

"While holding me in your arms, you tell me your love words. At the same time, you are preparing to marry a wife. Lu Jinghuai, do you still want to enjoy the blessings of being together?" Saint Jingli took out a stack of letters from her arms. These were all written by Lu Jinghuai for her. Love poems.

"I didn't!" Lu Jinghuai suddenly sat up straight.

"My parents ordered me to be a matchmaker, but I have never loved her!" Lu Jinghuai held the hand of Saint Jingli and looked at Jingli dreamingly.

"Jing Li, don't you still know my feelings?"

"I will not marry her. I already have true love in my heart, and I can't hold anyone else in my heart. I know that you are of noble status, and I don't dare to ask to marry you."

"But my position as head wife will always be reserved for you."

Lu Jinghuai's eyes were red, tears welling up in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to contain countless emotions. That look seemed to come over your face, making it difficult to resist.

"Jing Li, I don't dare to ask for your response, just let me humbly admire you, okay?"

"Being able to look at Jing Li's smile from a distance is my greatest joy."

His warm hand touched Jing Li's brow.

"Don't frown all the time, Jing Li, be happy. Jing Huai will feel bad..."

Saint Jingli looked at him intently, her red lips slightly parted.

"Everyone respects me and respects me. Even the Emperor of Xiyue does not dare to offend me. Only you are willing to show your sincerity to me..." Jing Li frowned slightly, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, as if they were moving. Love.

"When people see me, they kneel down and pray that I can communicate with the gods and bring peace to the world."

"But no one asked me if I was happy..."

"Master Lu, you are the first."

Saint Jing Li smiled lightly, her face was already lively and attractive, but now it made Lu Jinghuai look even more dull.

The index finger of Saint Jingli is slender, white and tender yet slender.

Her hand gently covered Lu Jinghuai's hand, which was actually a bit bigger than Lu Jinghuai's hand.

Lu Jinghuai's breathing was slightly heavy.

Swallowing softly.

His palms trembled slightly, and he turned over and sat on Jing Li's lap.

As he got closer, he could almost smell the orchid fragrance on Saint Jingli's body, and his breath was intertwined...

Saint Jingli said: "No matter what I am like, do you still love me as before?"

The ambiguity in the air is getting thicker.

Yushu wanted to cover Lu Chaochao's eyes, but he couldn't bear the gossip he was about to get.

Lu Jinghuai's nerves were tense: "Of course. No matter what Jing Li is like, in my heart, she is an unattainable goddess."

Lu Jinghuai raised his hand and gently untied Jing Li's clothes.

Lu Jinghuai concealed the sharpness in his eyes.

"Jing Huai will definitely give an explanation to the saint and give her the status of saint."

"Saint, please leave a thought for Jinghuai..." Lu Jinghuai pulled Saint Jingli into his arms, his breathing gradually becoming messy.

Lu Jinghuai's hands trembled. Once a woman loses her innocence, shouldn't she let a man make the decision?

Jing Li has a noble status, so what?

Women should submit to men!

Lu Jinghuai moved his palms, but Saint Jingli looked at him with a smile.

"Do you like whatever I am?"

"Then... don't be afraid." The saint's eyebrows showed a slight smile, and her eyes showed a cunning light.

Saint Jingli grabbed Lu Jinghuai's hand and explored it all the way to his crotch.

Lu Jinghuai looked slightly happy.

But before the ecstasy reached his eyes, the smile on his face slowly faltered.

His expression was shaken, and he even wanted to retreat.

He looked at Saint Jingli in horror, as if he had seen a ghost! !

"You! You!!" Lu Jinghuai stammered in horror and couldn't say a word. His face was pale and without any color.

"You have it, so do I..."

"Brother Jinghuai..." The cold words uttered from the red lips made Lu Jinghuai feel like he had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

"Brother Jinghuai, didn't you agree that you would always love me no matter what you look like?"

"Brother Jinghuai, why is he shaking like chaff? Are you too excited?"

"Are you feeling inferior to me because you are inferior to me?" Saint Jingli let go of his hand, covered her mouth and chuckled.

Lu Jinghuai backed away as if he had seen a ghost, his expression more frightened than ever before.

Oh shit!

Oh shit! !

Damn it, damn it.

What's wrong with Saint Jingli? She's a man! ! !

He sends love letters, writes sour poems, winks and expresses his affection every day, but the other person turns out to be a grown man! !

He looked at his hands and they were dirty!

Lu Jinghuai turned around suddenly and wanted to escape, but the door didn't move at all and couldn't be opened at all.

"Why did brother Jinghuai just leave? Jing Li is so sad...Do you think you dislike Jing Li for being a man?" Jing Li smiled like a silver bell, and these words made Lu Jinghuai tremble all over.

"You're already here, how can you not entertain brother Jinghuai?"

Saintess Jingli clapped her hands, and three burly men walked out from behind the screen.

Lu Jinghuai's face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Holy Lady, please forgive Jing Huai a lot, Holy Lady. It's Jing Huai who doesn't see Mount Tai. It's Jing Huai who shouldn't have evil intentions..."

Saint Jingli sneered, her eyes full of disdain.

"Enter my guests well."

With a creak, the door opened.

Plop, Lu Chaochao fell from the threshold.

Saintess Jing Li picked her up with one hand and said with a smile: "Little guy, what follows is not suitable for children..." and walked out of the courtyard with her in her arms.

Inside the house, there were screams.

This is the biggest Waterloo in the history of Lu Jinghuai's flirting with girls, and it is also the deepest road he has traveled. (End of chapter)