99th generation villain, the reborn queen is crazy about me

"Your man?"

Yan Zhier wiped the blood from her mouth, her muscles twitched rapidly, and her eyes were full of surprise. She was a little confused about what kind of medicine Luo Xiaoqi was selling.

Did I take your man?

Don’t you even eat vinegar?

"Then what do you mean?"

"It's nothing. My real purpose is to completely change your character. Without the blessing of the poisonous insect, your life span will only be a hundred years."

"If Luo Anyang can't take you down within such a long time, then I will have no choice but to kill you... I will no longer allow the women around my brother Anyang to hurt him." Luo Xiaoqi crossed his long legs, fiddled with his fingers, stared at Yan Zhier with interest, his eyes full of coldness, and said slowly.

"So it was you who got me in here... Haha, I accept the consequences, but it's impossible for me to like a man, especially a loser like Luo Anyang!!!"

"I won't let him touch me even if I die!"

After hearing this, Luo Xiaoqi frowned slightly, as if a plan had come to mind. He glanced at Yan Zhier's extremely beautiful face and chuckled, "Okay... Don't let him touch you? Then I just don't want to do what you want. Yan Zhier, don't you always treat human lives as toys to play with? Today I will let you feel the feeling of being teased..."

"Aren't you aloof, unruly, and willful? I will smash all your pride and make you obediently become my brother Anyang's wife!"

Luo Xiaoqi waved her slender hand, and all the clothes on Yan Zhier's body turned into ash and fell to the ground. Then Luo Xiaoqi put a set of sexy clothes on her, and the buttons seemed to be squeezed and burst at any time. Her buttocks were outlined to be round and quite attractive.

Yan Zhier was lying naked on the bed, her skin was as white and smooth as soft snow, as if her skin contained the radiance of stars, like a flawless work of art. After taking a look at her, Luo Xiaoqi nodded with satisfaction.

"A big butt can give birth to a baby... She is worthy of being the character I wrote. She is so beautiful. Brother Anyang is so lucky."

"You!!!... Why are you so overbearing? Can liking and loving someone be forced? Let me go!"

"That's right... You are a character in my novel. You have to do whatever I tell you to do. Your mission in this novel is to warm the bed for my brother Anyang and be his wife. What the hell is that Luoshen goddess? Without my script, how could you have those titles?"

"You have two choices. First, listen to my orders here obediently. Second... die!" Luo Xiaoqi's beautiful eyes, like smoke from a water cage, were filled with a chilling coldness. She pinched Yan Zhier's chin, as if the next move would kill her.

"No! I...I can't die here, I can't! I haven't avenged my people yet, Shi'er and the others are still waiting for me to return, and that damn Ye Jianbai and the Gushu tribe haven't been killed yet, I...wuwuwu"

A string of tears fell on the back of her hand, and Yan Zhier's pretty face was already covered with tear marks. She sighed softly, a layer of faint sadness covered her face, and she felt humiliated in her heart.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion. After she successfully escapes, she will return the humiliation brought to her by Luo Xiaoqi and the others tenfold. She will kill all the members of the Luo family!

Everything was done just to escape, and she endured it!

Yan Zhier leaned forward gently, her voice became a little cold, her purple eyes seemed to contain the most intense malice and hatred in the world, and she said slowly: "I...I listen to you"

"Don't look at me like that. You'd better pray that you don't fall in love with Luo Anyang, that poison. It will be addictive~~"

.....

In the evening, when Luo Anyang came back, the whole yard was dark. He washed himself tiredly, yawned, and was about to look for Yan Zhier... Suddenly, a burst of virgin fragrance permeated Luo Anyang's nostrils. This body fragrance was delicate and sweet, refreshing. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and blurted out: "What a good smell!"

Luo Anyang opened the quilt...but saw Yan Zhier wrapped naked in the quilt, with rosy cheeks, big thick eyes, cherry lips and willow eyebrows, and tears in her eyes, which made her look very charming and attractive.

Looking at Yan Zhier's arms as soft as snow lotus roots, and her delicate, smooth, tender and jade-like skin, Luo Anyang couldn't take his eyes away, especially the revealing clothes that perfectly showed Yan Zhier's proud figure and slender, straight thighs.

"Zhi'er...what are you doing?"

Her face was red under the moonlight, and she didn't know if it was because of embarrassment or the light. She felt shy and embarrassed, and her whole face was red and hot. She stared at Luo Anyang with anger in her eyes, pouted her lips in grievance, then turned her head away without saying a word.

I'm already like this... What are you doing, damn Luo Xiaoqi, this girl has never had contact with a man like this, this is almost killing her.

"Have you figured it out? Girl?..."

Luo Anyang leaned down with loving eyes, ruffled Yan Zhier's black hair, and their eyes met... Then he kissed her, and a delicate moan came softly from the girl's nose.

The moonlight was bright. Luo Xiaoqi leaned elegantly on a tree branch not far away. Listening to the sounds coming from the room, a blush of shyness slowly appeared on her elegant face. She whispered angrily, "You rude devil!"

I don’t know how long it took, the sun had risen to the horizon...Luo Xiaoqi could no longer hear any sound from inside the house, so she slowly returned to the room.

Tired Yan Zhier and her husband slept until the afternoon before slowly waking up. She looked at the messy clothes on the ground, her eyelids suddenly twitched, her face flushed, her beautiful eyes shy, her heart pounding, and she looked at the so-called "husband" in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

As the most beautiful goddess in the Western Regions, she had never been in contact with a man, which was considered a blasphemy by outsiders. But now, her innocence had been taken away by Luo Anyang, and she was no longer the high and mighty goddess.

Yan Zhier's aggrieved eyes closed gently, her beautiful and neat eyelashes blinked slightly, and two strings of clear tears fell silently.

As if he felt something, Luo Anyang rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the bright red on the bed, turned sideways with an apologetic look and hugged Yan Zhier in his arms, comforting her non-stop. Yan Zhier seemed to have suffered great injustice, her shoulders twitched, and she suddenly cried "Wow!"

"My dear wife...don't cry, don't cry. Your husband is so distressed when you do this."

"Since you have accepted me, I swear to make you the happiest woman in the world. I will prove to you that I, Luo Anyang, am no worse than anyone else!"

As time passed, a year had passed in this illusion. Luo Anyang was promoted from a small employee to the current general manager, and bought several houses in the city. Yan Zhier, who was forced to be with Luo Anyang under the power of Luo Xiaoqi, became a full-time housewife at home.

During the year she spent with Luo Anyang, for some reason, this feeling brought her a very strange and bizarre feeling.

Yan Zhier does not understand the concept of "love". Luo Anyang should know that she does not love him, but even so, he will still protect and take care of herself without hesitation.

Every time the two of them were intimate, Yan Zhier comforted herself in her heart by thinking of it as being bitten by a dog, but once they were not intimate, she missed that feeling.

"What's wrong with me? I'm not really depraved, am I? Yan Zhier, how can you fall for someone like this? Isn't this just humiliating yourself?"