Chapter 157: Take Care of It
The Eighth Prince was furious, but he couldn't beat the Jade-Faced Swordsman and was helpless against him. Besides, he knew in his heart that The Imperial Consort had gone to great trouble to hold this flower-viewing banquet for him today. If he was gone for too long, The Imperial Consort would indeed grow suspicious.
He weighed his options, but he truly was reluctant to let go of the piece of meat that was just about to reach his mouth.
"You keep an eye on her for me. I'll go and be right back!" The Eighth Prince pinched Sun Jiaojiao as if pinching a chicken about to be slaughtered, casually tossing her to the Jade-Faced Swordsman. He gave him serious instructions, "Hit her acupuncture points, carry her to that side hall, and wait for me. Don't let her run off, you hear? If I come back and she's gone, I'll have your head!"
The Jade-Faced Swordsman, his face cold, took Sun Jiaojiao, seeming almost disgusted. However, he followed the Eighth Prince's command and struck Sun Jiaojiao's acupuncture points.
Sun Jiaojiao's heart chanted, "It's over, it's over!"
She thought she could take the opportunity to escape, but she was still doomed. And she had even been immobilized by an expert…
This cunning Eighth Prince was such a bastard!
After the Eighth Prince had walked far away, the Jade-Faced Swordsman put his arm around Sun Jiaojiao and, with a lightness skill, flew up. The speed was so fast it frightened Sun Jiaojiao into immediately closing her eyes. By the time her feet touched the ground, she was already in an empty, unoccupied side hall.
But after landing, the man didn't let her go. His hand remained clamped on her waist, which puzzled Sun Jiaojiao. He had already hit her acupuncture points, so why was he still holding her so tightly to prevent her from running?
Her bare chest was pressed against his, inadvertently emitting a faint, milky fragrance.
"You know who I am, right? If you secretly let me go, I can give you a lot of silver." Sun Jiaojiao tried to bribe him. "Just say I was rescued by the Crown Prince's men. I promise I won't sell you out."
"Shut up!"
"Don't be like that, big brother. We don't have any grudges. If you have any conditions, you can name them. As long as I can do it, I'll satisfy you."
"I told you to shut up." The Jade-Faced Swordsman shot her a cold glare, his face full of impatience.
Sun Jiaojiao's warm face had been met with a cold backside. She was very unhappy, but she obediently shut her mouth and rolled her eyes at him.
It was just that an awkwardness was growing between the two.
Sun Jiaojiao soon understood why it was awkward-she could feel that the Jade-Faced Swordsman's 'second brother' was hard. Not only was it hard, but it was pressing against her waist, which was particularly uncomfortable. Yet, the Jade-Faced Swordsman just put on a cool, stinky face, saying nothing and not moving. The two of them just maintained this awkward posture.
Originally, Sun Jiaojiao had been drugged with an aphrodisiac, and after being groped by the Eighth Prince's wretched hands, she had become quite wet. Now, being pressed chest-to-chest with a man with a good figure, with his hard rod pressing against her from below, she couldn't help but have some physiological reactions again.
She took a deep breath and clenched her buttocks tightly, warning herself not to lose face in front of the enemy.
But the more she clenched, the more her disobedient little hole acted up…
Time slowly ticked by…
That rod grew harder and harder, pressing more and more uncomfortably against Sun Jiaojiao. She cleared her throat and spoke again: "Um, I say, big brother… men and women should keep their distance. Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for you to press that… thing of yours against me like this?"
Only then did the Jade-Faced Swordsman seem to react. With a whoosh, he leaped a zhang away from Sun Jiaojiao.
Sun Jiaojiao suddenly found this man to be quite dense and cute.
She didn't know which nerve had snapped, but she said with a cheeky mouth, "You should… take care of it. Don't worry, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything."
She meant to suggest he jerk off and release himself; maybe then she'd have a chance to escape.
But when the Jade-Faced Swordsman heard this, his face darkened. Not knowing what was going through his mind, he suddenly took a deep breath, walked over, grabbed her by the shoulders, and pressed her hard against the wooden pillar behind her.
"You… what are you doing?" Sun Jiaojiao said, frightened.
"Taking care of it." The Jade-Faced Swordsman indifferently undid his belt, and the restless cock that had been unruly for so long sprang out.
Sun Jiaojiao shivered, suddenly understanding.
He wanted her to take care of it for him?
Mini-Theater 13: Meat-meat Small Theater
Sun Jiaojiao: There are many ways to take care of it. With my mouth or my hand? With my little hole or my chrysanthemum? Speak clearly, OK?
Jade-Faced Swordsman: …
Sun Jiaojiao: What are you thinking about?
Jade-Faced Swordsman: …
Sun Jiaojiao: You're not struggling to decide which one to choose, are you?
Jade-Faced Swordsman: …
Sun Jiaojiao: Wow, I guessed right, you really are struggling! Since you're so indecisive, are you a Libra?
Jade-Faced Swordsman: …
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