C483 the perversion of the palace sage to her

"Scoundrel, you still dare to talk back to me at this time!" He gestured to the few people behind him, "What are you still standing there for? If you don't have such a good chance, you won't have a chance to get on such a beautiful girl in the future!"

Listening to Chen Yuanqi's instructions, a few vagabonds behind him had their eyes lit up as they walked toward An Ying on the bed, their faces filled with lust.

Seeing the situation, An Yi understood what these people wanted to do.

"Chen Yuanbin, you can't do this!" Anthea looked at the dirty men who were approaching her with slight fear. Their bodies were emitting a terrible stench.

She wanted to escape, but she was tied to a rope. Not to mention running, it would be difficult for her to even sit up.

"Hmph, I actually quite liked the way you and that coquettish old lady serve me, but who told you to offend people you shouldn't. I can only bear with the pain and give you up to those people!" Looking at An Ying's frightened face lying on the bed, Chen Yuanbin regretfully said.

"Serve this beauty well today!" With that, he led his men out of the room, not forgetting to lock the door behind him.

"Don't, don't want it. As long as you let me go today, I will definitely obediently listen to your orders!"

Before closing the door, Chen Yuanbin could still hear the slightly panicked shouts from inside, but he still cruelly left.

There was no other way. No matter how beautiful a woman who offended a saint was, she wouldn't be able to endure it.

Looking at the tightly shut door in despair, An Wei's eyes were filled with hatred.

"Don't worry. One day, I will make you experience what you are feeling now!"

The few homeless men retreated as they looked at An Zaiwei's face, which was filled with hatred. However, when they saw his smooth and fair skin, even the slightest hint of fear vanished.

One of the braver ones directly stretched out his grimy hand to stroke An Jin's full and smooth chest.

As the first man did so, the hand of the second and third also began to wander over the body of Ann.

During the entire process, An Zaiwei did not make even the slightest sound. His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and the hatred in his eyes seemed to burn through everything.

When they were resting at night, this was the first time that Asgard Sage had so quietly hugged An Xin. He did not do anything at all.

If it was before, An Xin would probably be very happy. She could finally sleep in peace.

But now, why was Gong Sheng only carrying him? Could it be because of what happened today? An Xin thought as she leaned against the chest of the palace saint.

Gong Sheng could only feel An Xin in his embrace constantly moving, causing the eyes that he had just closed to open.

"What's wrong? "Uncomfortable?" The sage relaxed his arms to make it easier for Ann to lie down.

"No …." "No discomfort." How could An Xin speak her mind? She could only turn around and pretend that nothing was wrong.

Naturally, Gong Sheng did not let go of the doubt that flashed across An Xin's face.

"What's going on? Is it unwell? "

"It's really nothing!" An Xin still didn't speak her heart's thoughts.

"If there's nothing else, why are you tossing and turning so much that you can't fall asleep? Tell me, what exactly happened to you?" Gong Sheng asked with a sense of security.

"Is there something on your mind?" Seeing that An Xin didn't say anything, Gong Sheng asked once more.

"Palace..." Gongsheng, do you dislike me? "You don't believe me?" Seeing that the Palace Mistress was not in a position to ask if he was going to sleep tonight, An Xin hesitated.