Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

"Senior Brother." A clear young voice sounded behind him, revealing incredible interest.

Jiang Que subconsciously turned his head to look.

Yellow sand was flying, the crowd was noisy, and passers-by were constantly gathering here to watch the show.

Jiang Que saw a handsome young man in red standing on the dirt street not far away.

The bright colors are particularly dazzling in the town made of dull yellow sand.

Jiang Que took just one look and then looked away. The joy that the boy had just accumulated instantly turned into disappointment.

Before the disappointment reached her eyes, the man stood in the crowd and said in a steady voice, "Thank you for your love, young lady, but I already have a family, so I am not worthy of this good relationship."

"My husband is here to pick me up. Bye."

Jiang Que squeezed his way out of the dispute.

He had to run quickly to avoid this group of people blackmailing him for money after the quarrel.

When you go out, people's hearts are treacherous.

"Sir, please don't leave, sir. I don't mind. Call your husband and we can go together."

The girl was reluctant to give up Jiang Que. It was the first time she met such a handsome man in such a ghost place.

It would be a shame not to marry her and have children with such excellent genes.

"Senior Brother." Jiang Que ran towards him, staring at the face he hadn't seen for a long time in disgust.

Jiang Que ran away. The woman didn't even bother to fight and just chased after Jiang Que and shouted.

Especially when seeing something disgusting, his eyes become brighter.

It turns out that handsome boys all like to play together.

Marry her home!!

Must marry home!!

But why does this person look so familiar?

Yan Hui had a lot to say, but before he could ask, Jiang Que grabbed Yan Hui's hand and said, "Go first."

If you run slowly, you will be caught and forced to marry into the wife's family.

How scary.

A weak little fairy boy like me was scared to death.

Jiang Que was a very fast runner and was familiar with the terrain, so he left the other man behind in no time.

Yanhui was brought to a small courtyard made of yellow earth. Jiang Que locked the door and then heaved a sigh of relief.

This was the thirteenth girl Jiang Que had met who wanted to marry him since he came here. Some of them were men who ran to his house in the middle of the night and waited with their butts sticking out, which almost scared Jiang Que to death.

I don’t know how many times Jiang Que has moved here.

The demons were too crazy, randomly scaring a pure little fairy boy like him to death.

"Senior Brother." Jiang Que had just closed the door when a pair of hands came from behind him and hugged him tightly on his back.

The young man's eyes were sad, but also revealed his joy of reunion and his longing for this person.

Jiang Que faced the door. After being hugged by the boy, his body became stiff. He suddenly pried open the boy's hands and hid far away.

She bowed slightly and said, "Who are you, sir? I'm married, how can I hug you like this?"

The man's distant and indifferent look suddenly chilled her disgust. She narrowed her eyes dangerously and said, "Don't you remember me?"

Jiang Que leaned against the door in fear and shook his head firmly: "I have no impression. This is the first time I meet you, sir. Have we known each other before?"

Yan Hui endured it for a moment, raised his hand to hold Jiang Que's chin and pushed him against the door, his red eyes were bloodthirsty: "Jiang, you'd better not lie to me. Since you have lost your memory, let me help you recall what you have done."

Jiang Que was dragged into the house by the collar. There was a simple earthen kang and a cabinet, and no other extra furniture because they moved frequently.

Jiang Que was thrown onto the earthen kang, and his hands were punished by the young man in red.

Jiang Que struggled backwards with a look of horror on his face: "No, sir, please respect yourself. I already have a family, and you are putting me in an unfair position."

"Heh!" The young man raised his lips mockingly and unbuttoned Jiang Que's clothes with one hand.

His fingers slid down Jiang Que's scattered plain robe, from his collarbone all the way down, and with one hand he grabbed Jiang Que's hands and lifted them above his head. Finally, he leaned over and kissed Jiang Que's neck, his voice deep and seductive: "In this case, then let your wife come and talk to me in person. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can reward her with a concubine."

Facing the young man's robbery, Jiang Que said nothing, but turned his head away with a look of grievance that a decent woman was being raped.