Just as Wu Yu tried to suppress his disgust and thought about how to clear his suspicion, he met Wang Jiaoru, who was red-eared, rose from the man who had been tortured and collapsed on the ground. She stretched out her jade hand with an unfulfilled feeling, lazily patted the man's handsome cheek, and said in a hoarse voice: "But he is handsome, it turns out that he is a flowery person, and he can't hold on for a while. I haven't had enough fun yet!"

As she said that, she looked around dizzyly, her blurred eyes rippling with water, obviously full of desire for not knowing that she was full of love.

The men around her were all tilted, but Wu Yu was still standing there with a tall figure. When Wang Jiaoru saw him, her eyes lit up, and then she took a light step towards Wu Yu.

Wu Yu's face suddenly became blue and purple. What did this woman treat him as?

But no matter whether he was murderous or not, this woman who was so excited that she could not suppress her feelings could no longer see the danger. The more she showed her murderous intention, the more she looked at her, and her eyes were full of masculinity that the man showed, and the more she wanted to get closer to him.

Wu Yu is not stupid either. This is the territory of the Great Shang Dynasty. If he kills this woman, then everything he has done today will be trapped on him. After all, he killed the daughter of the imperial official in public, let alone such a ugly thing. The Great Shang Dynasty is eager to pull out a scapegoat. By then, Wu Yu will find it difficult to go back alive!

Therefore, after weighing the pros and cons, he had to swallow his anger and take two steps back, avoiding Wang Jiaoru's figure pounced on him, and said calmly: "Please respect yourself, girl!"

How could Wang Jiaoru understand such organized words? Because of the drug, every cell in her body was clamoring for the need for a man. The man in front of her was so suitable for her, how could she let it go?

Seeing Wu Yu avoiding, Wang Jiaoru smiled, and the voice of aura of laziness, which was filled with deep affection, faintly passed through everyone's eardrums: "Why should you avoid it? If you are satisfied with your service, how about this lady, I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold?"

Wu Yu's pair of eyes of different colors suddenly became as cold as ice, especially the blue eyes, which looked like the blue sea, exuding a deep and cold light.

He was so angry that his face turned pale, but he could not attack her in public, so he had to avoid her again and said coldly: "This girl, although this prince is from a small country, he cannot tolerate such humiliation. If he is so boring, don't blame me for being rude!"

At this point, how dare he admit that he knew Wang Jiaoru?

When Wang Jiaoru heard him say this, Fei Dan didn't care, but instead laughed, and suddenly felt charming: "Young Master said it so well. I just want you to be rude to me. If you always run away, why are you not rude to me? Come on, come here quickly!"

As he said that, he came forward without knowing his life or death.

Wu Yu couldn't bear it anymore and said word by word in front of everyone: "You can see clearly that this prince was falsely flattered. This girl looked down upon me so shamelessly. I couldn't bear it. If no one in your Shang Dynasty came forward to deal with this matter, I would have to take action on my own!"

Unexpectedly, just after he finished speaking, Wu Yu was about to swing his palm away Wang Jiaoru, who was rushing towards him. Unexpectedly, the big cone hole suddenly hurt, and then he couldn't move, and Wang Jiaoru also rushed into his arms.

Wu Yu was convinced this time that he was really completely framed!
Chapter completed!