"Whatever you want."

Mrs. Ding said coldly.

"Then please stand up, Mrs. Ding."

Mrs. Ding stood up without saying anything.

Qin Wu Yue stepped forward.

Walked in front of Mrs. Ding.

Mrs. Ding couldn't help but feel nervous.

As Cao Cao's wife, she was naturally not that tall.

Only about 1.6 meters.

But Qin Wu Yue had a pair of extremely long legs.

Standard nine-head body.

He was 1.78 meters tall.

She was like a toy in front of Qin Wu Yue.

And the other party reached out and bypassed her clothes.

Mrs. Ding didn't know how the other party did it.

She felt the clothes on her body rustling and falling off one by one.

Subconsciously wanted to block it.

But she still held back.

After a while.

Mrs. Ding was stripped naked by Qin Wuyue.

Standing naked in the carriage.

She was 01cm tall and petite, but her figure was very plump.

Full of mature woman's charm.

Hidden under that dignified and generous face was a very hot figure.

Big buttocks and big breasts.

Slim waist and fleshy legs.

"Very good."

Qin Wuyue looked at her figure with satisfaction.

A smile appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

"The master will like you very much."

Listening to the master, Mrs. Ding bit her teeth slightly.

Try to cover up the murderous intent in her eyes.

Then Qin Wuyue checked her mouth and various private parts.

Until Mrs. Ding's face turned red with shame and anger.

After the inspection, Qin Wu Yue threw a red robe to Madam Ding.

"Put it on."

Madam Ding was stunned.

Looking at the thin robe, she said in disbelief: "I am only wearing one?"

"Yeah."

"Impossible!"

Madam Ding was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

Although Cao Cao was lustful.

But he still respected her.

There was no excessive behavior.

She usually wore not only one but also two less.

Qin Wu Yue signaled his men to take away the clothes that Madam Ding had taken off.

Then he said: "Madam, you have only two choices now."

"One is to wear this dress."

"The other is not to wear it."

"The master is waiting for you in the innermost room on the second floor."

Said.

Qin Wuyue didn't waste words with her.

He turned and walked out of the carriage.

No matter how Madam Ding called, she didn't come back.

For a long time.

Madam Ding looked at the empty carriage with only her alone.

Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer.

She picked up the red robe with her teeth gritted and her beautiful eyes filled with tears.She wrapped her hands around it and put it on her body.

There were no buttons on the front.

She could only hug her waist tightly and hold it tightly.

Make sure there is no exposure.

Mrs. Ding walked out carefully.

It was very quiet outside.

It was as if there was no one.

There was only one post station.

After hesitating for a long time.

Mrs. Ding walked into the post station barefoot.

"Is anyone there?"

No response.

All the people seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

After hesitating for a long time.

Mrs. Ding finally walked towards the innermost room on the second floor.

When she reached the door, she found that there was a gap in the door.

Gently pushed the door open.

After walking in.

Mrs. Ding saw a handsome man sitting at the table drinking wine by himself.

She could smell the aroma of wine even at the door.

Mrs. Ding, who had been on her way, did not drink any water.

She felt thirsty.

And looking at the handsome young man, Mrs. Ding was a little absent-minded.

She had thought of many things about Qin Jiuan. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Around thirty years old, lustful and pale, etc.

But she did not expect that he was such a young and handsome man.

But soon.

Mrs. Ding's mind flashed with the image of her son Cao Ang.

A hint of hatred flashed in her eyes.

Walked over and said respectfully: "I am the Ding family."

"Hello, Mr. Qin."

Qin Jiuan did not speak.

Instead, he looked Ding up and down.

She could not help but smile.

He finally understood why Cao Cao was so obsessed with Madam Ding.

It has to be said.

This is really a superbly beautiful woman.

Not to mention that her appearance is comparable to that of Empress Dowager He.

That petite but extremely plump figure.

Coupled with a dignified and elegant face.

It is simply the biggest contrast.

Age has not left much trace on her face.

Instead, she is full of the charm of a mature woman like fine wine.

She is just a superbly beautiful mature woman. []

No wonder Cao Cao is so obsessed with her.

"Come here."

Madam Ding walked in front of Qin Jiuan obediently.

Just about to speak.

Qin Jiuan suddenly reached out and grabbed.

Grabbed the red robe.

Then pulled it.

Mrs. Ding screamed and was dragged by the huge force, turning and falling uncontrollably.

The red robe immediately left her body.

It fell to the ground.

She fell into Qin Jiuan's arms.

"You...?!"

Mrs. Ding couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Even if sheIt's a hostage.

He couldn't humiliate himself like this!

But before she could get angry.

Qin Jiuan had already roughly stuffed the wine pot into her mouth.

Mrs. Ding could only gulp the wine subconsciously.

The red wine flowed down the corners of her mouth.

It passed over her delicate chin and snow-white neck, all the way to the deep valley and even below.

Qin Jiuan directly poured most of the wine into her.

Mrs. Ding drank it all in one gulp.

She was not good at drinking and felt dizzy.

She kept coughing.

When Qin Jiuan picked her up, Mrs. Ding felt dizzy.

When she looked at Qin Jiuan again, it seemed that Qin Jiuan had double vision.

Plop! .

Mrs. Ding was thrown onto the bed like a corpse.

Then the other party opened his eyes in a daze.

Then he saw the man standing beside the bed.

And the tall, handsome figure gradually overlapped with the child she thought about day and night.

"Ang'er?"

Mrs. Ding murmured.

But tears flowed unconsciously from her beautiful eyes.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to hug her child.

"Is it you?"

"My Ang'er?"

"Mother misses you so much..."

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