"That sword can't kill me at all."
Ma Chao, who was very sensitive to murderous aura, knew Diao Chan's movements without even glancing at Diao Chan's hand.
"It's true that it can't kill you, but at least it will be proud of letting me die."
Diao Chan put the sword on her neck with one hand, not caring that she was already in love.
"History has never said that you are a loyal person."
Ma Chao growled angrily as if he didn't believe the facts in front of him.
He stretched out his right hand and slowly stretched it in front of Diao Chan, forcefully asking Diao Chan to hand over the sword.
Diao Chan was not moved at all, but instead sent the sword to her pink neck.
The sharp sword light instantly cut a blood line on Diao Chan's pink neck.
"That's unreasonable."
Ma Chao reluctantly put down his right hand, but the bloody anger in his eyes was like overflowing magma, surging and jumping: "Women are indeed the most evil creatures in the world, whether it is in the Han Dynasty or modern times, no matter you are a Silk technician, or Ma Chao, a rich and handsome man."
As he said that, Ma Chao smiled strangely.
There seemed to be some mysterious meaning in that smile, which made Diao Chan forget even the humiliation and pain: "Let me tell you a secret, I am not from this era at all, but..."
The words "I am not from this era" immediately shook Diao Chan's mind: What does this sentence mean?
"You know Ma's distillery bar, you know Ma's fried tea bar, you know why I forcibly detained Jia Xu and kidnapped Fazheng, hehe."
Ma Chao said these words leisurely, as if he was very irritable, and the corners of his mouth were still He squirted as if he was looking for something to chew.
"There is no tobacco in this fucking era.
After I unify the Han Dynasty, I will definitely develop my navy.
Kill all the monkeys in South America and seize their tobacco."
Diao Chan was actually stupid at this time, no matter how smart, wise and strong a woman is.
The reaction couldn't be any better than Diao Chan's: What tobacco, that thing.
Is it possible to cure the blood howling disease?
Is what Ma Chao said true, or is it the nonsense in his chaotic illusion, what he said he understood?
At this moment, Diao Chan suddenly saw a cunning light flashing from the corner of Ma Chao's eyes.
Before she could react, she felt her neck relax.
The iron sword was firmly grasped by Ma Chao, piercing his palm, letting the blood drip onto her skin as thick as snow, dripping with heat.
It seemed as if her body was being heated up: "Ma Chao, you" "A soldier never tires of deceit, hehe."
Ma Chao smiled ferociously.
At this time, Diao Chan was already facing Ma Chao, with nothing in her hand to stop Ma Chao's invasion.
She exclaimed.
I soon knew what Ma Chao was going to do.
Sure enough, Ma Chao's strong iron arms roughly opened Diao Chan's plump legs, and then pressed down heavily with his majestic body.
Diao Chan's heart trembled, and she felt herself being violently knocked open, and then completely filled up again.
The excruciating pain came over her like a bone-gnawing tide.
Diao Chan couldn't help crying out in pain, and a crystal teardrop rolled down from her head.
With Ma Chao's violent impact, when the strange burning heat attacked her tender stamens, Diao Chan finally couldn't help moaning, and an indescribable numbness and pain spread from her body like spider threads.
After that, the pain gradually disappeared, and the taste of bone erosion began to come, and Diao Chan's tears became even more overflowing: she hated herself, hated herself for losing her most precious virginity so easily.
What's even more annoying is that she can't deceive her own feelings.
Her hot body, her dry throat, her hot face and crimson skin all proved her desire.
In the end, she couldn't help moaning hysterically, but her bright eyes became softer than ever before.
Like peach blossoms, beautiful eyes like silk, slightly opened cherry lips, and hot breath like orchids Before the Song Dynasty, the concept of chastity among ancient women was far less serious than modern people imagine.
Folk customs are even very open.
For example, in the Book of Songs, there are many poems describing the elopement of men and women.
And there are indeed people like Zhuo Wenjun in the early Eastern Han Dynasty who were about to get married after being peeked in the shower.
But it cannot be said that she represents the atmosphere of the entire Han Dynasty: if the person who peeked at her bathing was not the extremely talented and handsome Sima Xiangru, but a beggar, he would definitely be beaten to death by the Zhuo family instead of Zhuo Wenjun. marry a beggar So, at the wrong time, the right thing happened.
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As a result, many people think that this is the case throughout the entire era The reason why Diao Chan did not follow Ma Chao before was not because of how serious her concept of chastity was.
But no woman wants to be forced to be chaste by someone.
Once the deal is done, people's inertia and conventionality are very strange, especially women Ma Chao was working hard on Diao Chan at this time.
He only felt that the scene in front of him disappeared, and a more wonderful feeling came gradually.
Ma Chao vaguely smelled the familiar scent of modern perfume, and the soft skin under his body felt more wonderful than the smoothest silk, which made him want to stop.
He felt like he was in a love as fierce as a red rose, capturing the goddess he thought about day and night.
He seemed to feel the eager whisper blowing in his ears among the fragrance of roses.
That strong love was the goddess telling him.
Every nerve in his body felt extremely soothed, making Ma Chao feel like he had returned to the simple time when he was a boy, when he had no desires or desires.
In a daze, Ma Chao saw Rose's tearful but happy smile.
He felt that he was surrounded by warmth that he had never experienced before.
He could not refuse the desire in his heart and released all his passion into the crimson rose garden.
In this game, the entangled love and strong love made him move towards the end of happiness again and again.
Although it was a mistake, I had no regrets.
The violent emotions gradually faded away, and the blood-red color in the eyes gradually disintegrated.
In the end, Ma Chao indulged all his emotions, and he and the people below him reached the pinnacle of happiness.
Ma Chao slowly closed his eyes, threw himself into the arms of the person beneath him, and absorbed the fragrance of her body with nostalgia.
Diao Chan's hands unconsciously gently held him.
At this time, she had no other thoughts except that she felt her soul floating.
And Ma Chao always falls asleep most easily in her gentle embrace.
In the face of such warmth and trust, he didn't need to hide it.
No matter he was tired, or fearful, or in pain, he didn't need to hide anything in his heart.
He just needed to release his emotions and ask for more comfort and support from her.
He felt that there was a god-like existence that made him feel so safe, so secure, and so comfortable.
In front of that god's mansion, there is no need to hold on to exhaustion like in front of others and transform into the wisest monarch and the most fearless god of war.
There is no need to hide one's sleepiness, or even pretend to be strong.
He just needs to sleep peacefully and do whatever he wants without worrying about anything in the world.
All he has to do is sleep peacefully.
Diao Chan picked up the iron sword in her hand again, but she could no longer pierce Ma Chao's body with such determination and determination as before.
After a long time, she sighed quietly: "My enemy may owe you everything in this life":