Chapter 1229

Without much nonsense, Wan Kun sat up directly, opened the other corner of the quilt, pulled her into the quilt, put her arm under her neck, and clasped her shoulder with his palm, which made her escape nowhere.

"Hey, what are you doing? Not yet released. " The little heart in her chest was pounding and jumping, and her blushing could almost bleed. She could only disguise her panic and shyness with a look of indignation.

Wan Kun said in a hoarse voice, "don't talk, you will make people doubt your identity. Remember, you are a man in everyone's eyes now."

In your eyes, I'm just a man? Because I am a man in your eyes, so you do these intimate actions to me?

I don't know why, there was so much loss in her heart. It's really inexplicable.

She no longer struggled, no longer spoke. When the bean oil lamp in the hall was about to burn out, a weak Short Flute came from the room on the side of the hall.

Wankun immediately opened his eyes, and he reached out and pushed his side to read a text, signaling her to be alert.

Nianwen was drowsy at first. When he pushed her, she woke up immediately. The sound of Piccolo was very abrupt in the silent night, which made her pores tense.

Wan Kun moved around and made a dull hum, which seemed to be painful and just a shout.

The old man is testing them, and he also makes an ambiguous voice to test the old man. If the old man is really controlling the insects, he will not just blow one or two.

Sure enough, after hearing the movements of wankun, the sound of the Short Flute became louder and louder, one after another.

Therefore, Wan Kun's reaction became more and more intense. Nian Wen and two followers began to "react" according to Wan Kun's appearance.

Wan Kun suddenly sat up and shouted to the man beside him, "what's the matter with you? Are you sick, too? "

"Read back:" yes, somehow, suddenly I feel so uncomfortable, like something in my body, I feel terrible

The two attendants on the other side also joined up: "yes, yes, I am. I don't know how."

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the old man stepped out slowly. He was holding a flute in his hand. The flute hole was close to his mouth, and the melodious flute came from that flute.

The sound of flute is melodious, but it can also kill people.

Wan Kun pointed to the old man and said, "is that you? What did you do to us? " He made a face of pain, while vigorously criticized the old man.

The old man finally stopped to eat flute and stared at them coldly: "wise, give all your money, otherwise, I can make you suffer more than ten times."

Wan Kun asked angrily, "why do you do this? Why do you want to kill us

The old man hummed, "it's true that there's no resentment or hatred, but it's from your own home. No wonder others."

Nianwen pointed to the old man and said, "we sincerely come here to ask for your help. If you don't agree, why do you want to hurt us?"

When the old man saw that her strength seemed good, he raised his flute and played it for a few more times. Seeing how miserable they were, he stopped with satisfaction and sneered, "you rich people, who will really respect our demagogues? If you need us now, please come and beg us. If you don't need us one day, you will turn your face faster than turning your books. "