Fast Travel: I Don't Want to Save the World

Chapter 77 Beauty ([-])
In fact, Changsun Jin doesn't look stupid at all, but Ye Qing always feels that he is a bit stupid.

"Wipe." Ye Qing handed him a tissue.

There were still two lines of blood hanging from Changsun Jin's nose.

"Thank you." Changsun Jin took the tissue with both hands, but was attracted by the touch of the tissue: "What is this, so soft..."

Ye bit her lip lightly, why did she take out modern things?
But when she turned around to explain to him, she saw Changsun Jin was stunned, nosebleeds were getting worse, and Ye Qing heard his heartbeat suddenly speeding up, so fast that it was about to explode.

"Sit down quickly." Ye Qing hurriedly pressed his shoulders and asked him to sit down: "Don't die halfway."

"hang?"

"Shut up." He grabbed the tissue in his hand, stuffed it between his nose, pressed his fingers against his nose, took some ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel and applied them to his head.

When you have a nosebleed, you are usually used to tilt your head back with your nostrils facing up, but in fact it is not only difficult to stop the bleeding, but the backward posture will also make the blood flowing out of the nasal cavity flow back into the throat and be swallowed into the esophagus and stomach, resulting in a large amount of bleeding It is also easy to inhale and choke into the trachea and lungs, which is very dangerous.

The cold feeling on his forehead made Changsun Jin calm down. After half a quarter of an hour, his heartbeat stopped so fast and his nosebleed stopped.

"Can I go?"

She didn't think he was weak before, but now, Ye Qing was worried about him.

"Yes." Changsun Jin wobbled a little, but he still stood up.

After getting up, he didn't forget to pat the ashes off his body.

The shortest way back to Changsun's mansion is through the "brothel street". When the two passed by those brothels, Changsun Jin covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and quickened his pace.

The two were walking to the middle of the street, and a few people walked out of a small courtyard named Qinghong Pavilion.

The person in the lead suddenly said, "Stop!"

Hearing this, Changsun Jin stopped walking.

Sun Jin turned his head to take a look, frowned, buried his head and continued walking, and the man in Tsing Yi who called him ordered people to surround him.

"Don't let him go." As he said that, the man in Tsing Yi yelled inwardly: "Shaojie, come and see, this Xiangguo's grandson has actually wandered into Qinghong Pavilion!"

Seeing this, Changsun Jin blocked Ye Qing behind and said in a low voice: "Miss Ye, you go first."

"Changsun Jin, which family's girl is hiding behind you? In the past, my brothers were always said to be gentle scum, aren't you also a dignified person?" The man in Tsing Yi looked back, then turned back and rushed to the door He shouted: "Shaojie, if you don't come out, Changsun Jin will run away with the little beauty!"

The guards of the man in Tsing Yi surrounded Ye Qing and Changsun Jin in an instant. The sky was dark, and several people held up lanterns, illuminating Changsun Jin's dirty face clearly.

"Changsun Jin, Changsun Jin, why did you put yourself in such a mess, could it be... the beauty behind you was stolen?"

As soon as the man in Tsing Yi finished speaking, another man walked out of the Qinghong Pavilion.

"What beauty?"

The visitor was tall and mighty, with imposing appearance, and his pair of sword eyebrows and star eyes were particularly eye-catching, but those eyes were as cold and sharp as a weapon, and no one dared to raise their heads when the knife fell on anyone.

However, his eyes were somewhat frivolous.

At this time, one of his arms was wrapped in muslin, and the other end was still hanging around his neck, obviously injured not long ago.

This person is Zheng Shaojie, the third prince of Zheng Guo.

On the top of the moon, when the wind blows, the candles are very bright.

The lantern illuminated the faces of several people, and Zheng Shaojie caught sight of Ye Qing behind Changsun Jin. She didn't hide her face shyly, but looked straight at him.

"Oh, don't mention it, she's really a beauty." Zheng Shaojie walked over with a smile.

"Your Highness, she is me..."

Zheng Shaojie waved his hand and pushed Chang Sun Jin away.

"I don't want to hear you talk, I want to hear this beauty talk." Zheng Shaojie was much taller than Ye Qing. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Beauty, follow me in for a glass of wine."

Ye Qing staggered away, but Zheng Shaojie's hand grabbed her wrist, pulling and tugging, and easily pulled her into his arms.

"Hmm..." Zheng Shaojie went to sniff the scent of her bun, and said slowly, "Scent."

The spring breeze blows again, and the lights are dim.

In this gap, he could clearly see her face.

While pulling, a small section of skin exposed between Ye Qing's neck, like a chicken (egg) that has just been cooked and peeled off its shell, is white and tender, he thinks it must feel good to the touch.

With just one glance, Zheng Shaojie knew that her skin was the most delicate, smooth and fair among all the women he had ever seen. If he took a bite, it would definitely leave a cherry red.

The two were so close that Zheng Shaojie could even smell an indescribably delicious fragrance from her body.

He put his hand on her lower back, and was about to move it down a little, but Changsun Jin boldly stood beside him.

The eldest grandson Jinyi said righteously: "Third Highness, this girl is my guest, she is not a girl from this street, please let her go."

"You want to protect her too?" Zheng Shaojie sneered.

Before Changsun Jin could speak, Ye Qing said: "Why can't he protect me?"

Zheng Shaojie smiled, and looked at Changsun Jin with sarcasm in his eyes: "A waste like him who can't lift his hands, shoulders, swords, or sticks is not worthy to protect you."

"You can?" Ye chuckled lightly, poking her finger on his chest.

Zheng Shaojie's hand suddenly retracted and he hugged Ye Qing tightly.

A little lower, but the distance of one finger, he can hold her sandalwood in one mouthful.

Her small mouth turned over and over, looking quite attractive.

"Try it and see if I can do it." With that said, Zheng Shaojie tightened his hands, trying to hug Ye Qing into the Qinghong Pavilion behind him.

"You..." Changsun Jin went to save Ye Qing, but was pushed to the ground by a man in green.

The man in Tsing Yi stepped on him, not allowing him to struggle.

"Wait a minute." Ye Qing frowned, she pushed her hand and broke free from Zheng Shaojie's arms: "I don't have time to play with you tonight."

Zheng Shaojie didn't know how Ye Qing broke free. Even if one of his hands was injured, it would be impossible for an ordinary woman to break free casually. He immediately became wary.

"Want to run?"

"Don't run."

Seeing her confident look, Zheng Shaojie's eyes darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her neck.

Ye Qing grabbed his hand with her backhand, her movements seemed fast but slow at the same time, she smiled and said, "I don't like rough men."

"Not rude." Zheng Shaojie understood this time, she is not a little white rabbit, she is a little wild cat with sharp claws, he intentionally smirked and pointedly said: "We can play slowly."

"What do you want me to play with you?"

He took a step closer and blew an ambiguous breath into her ear: "Make me feel comfortable."

As soon as the words came out, Ye Qing slapped him across the face.

In an instant, the scene was quiet, even the wind was still.

Including Zheng Shaojie himself, everyone on the street was confused!

However, before everyone's heartbeat skipped a second time, they heard another "pop".

She slapped him again!

"Is it comfortable?" Ye Wei pouted slightly, looking like a spoiled child.

(End of this chapter)