C65

That night, Ink Yan finally chose Ling to serve her.

Ling is a standard big-end beauty. Her body was slender and well-proportioned, and her skin was white and translucent. Her long hair was wrapped in sky-blue cloth and coiled behind her head. Her eyes were bright and warm. Just by looking at her, she felt like she was looking at a family member.

"Lord 49, please let me wash your feet."

Near bed, Ling personally brought in a basin of hot water, squatting down to take off her shoes. He cried out in alarm, "Sir 49, I didn't expect your feet to be so small! It looks like you're about the same size as us."

Inkyan Hehe.

Everyone is a girl, I have some that you have, but do you think it's possible for it to be that bad?

At this moment, a ruckus drifted in from outside the window. Vaguely, Ink Yan felt that someone was running over from outside the building, calling for the general to wait.

Eh, what's going on?

Soon, Ink Yan raised her eyes and looked out of the window.

He saw that a torch had appeared in the southern window that had been propped open. A woman was standing on the bluish brick road, which was covered by the golden camellia flowers.

Because of the distance, she couldn't see his face. However, it wasn't hard to tell that the woman was very young. Her skin was as smooth and clean as the satin she wore, and there were quite a few golden hairpins on her head. The golden glow was quite dazzling. He must be from a good background as well.

"Who is she? "What are you doing here blocking Mordor?"

Ling followed the line of sight of Ink Yan and smiled.

"It's the young lady from the Rong family."

"But tonight is not a night for her to accompany the general. I presume that if we were to stop someone halfway, it will bring disaster upon us. "

"The word 'disaster' is very strange." Shouldn't the woman in the backyard in the middle of the night, dressed up to stop a man, ask for a night of love? "Why did you say Ling Ling is a scourge?"

Ling pointed at the shadow behind Morda.

"Lord, please take note."

Only then did Ink Yan realize that Molda did not come out alone. There seemed to be other people, even creatures, hiding in the darkness. In the cold autumn wind, she seemed to hear the familiar howling again.

Aooo …

The shadow covered most of the area in darkness. Suddenly, two big furry tails appeared and dragged the ground with a 'chi chi' sound.

Wolf?

This time, she stopped washing her feet and quickly ran towards the window, wanting to find out what had happened.

Molda was a werewolf, not bad for him. His love of battle pets was also good. But why did he bring a wolf pet with him when he saw a beauty?

Ling walked to Mo Yan's side and whispered, "Master, it is late at night, you should rest early." She even reached out to remove the wooden stick supporting the window!

Ink Yan quickly stopped him and told Ling Ling to explain.

"Ling!" "Why don't you want me to keep watching?"

Ling Ling's face was a little bitter.

"Master, this is just a rule set by the general after he comes here. "I wanted to talk to you slowly in the future, who knows …"

At this moment, Morda, who was standing below, broke the silence and suddenly began to speak.

"Woman, what's your name?"

The woman lowered her head and kneeled on the ground. His voice was not loud, but it was inexplicably trembling.

"Your humble servant is magnificent."

"I've come to find the general today because I have a request for him."

Although Ronghua's attitude was very humble, Mo Da's reaction was very cold.

"Scram ~"

Rong Hua was stunned. His body stiffened for a short moment. But it soon returned to normal. She reached for her belt, and the satin dress flew open like a blooming bud; she untied it again. Very quickly, her shoulders were revealed, and under the firelight, there was a warm orange glow …

"General ~"

Rong Hua's voice instantly became coquettish. Like a butterfly that had been reborn, he walked out from within the layers of clothes that were wrapped around his body and walked towards Mo Da.

Behind Molda, who was about to be greeted, the wolf head with its mouth wide open and droplets of saliva starting to reveal some clues.

Ink Yan had even noticed with her sharp eyes that Molda had hidden a hand behind his back and quietly lifted it up.

If Rong Hua dared to approach, then!

Almost at this moment, Mo Yan tightly gripped the window frame. The painful memory of how Molda had released the wolf beauty pageant at the post house flashed through his mind once more!

She finally roared!

"NO!" Don't go! "

Before Ling Ling could stop him, he had already jumped over the window frame and landed on the ground from the Flying Flower Pavilion. In a split-second, he had already dashed towards Molda.