Late at night, a pretty figure rushed out of the hotel heartbroken.
Mu Zhilan's white cheeks were stained with tears, her slender body was weakly leaning on the street lamp, her thin shoulders were trembling desperately and helplessly. She originally thought that Xuan Qijun was only poisoned by the same poison as herself,
But when Zang Mufeng came back to report, she learned that Freon had given them Solomon's most terrifying poison - original sin.
The sky turned dark, but the neon lights on both sides of the streets made the whole city appear bustling and noisy. But Mu Zhilan had no intention of admiring the beautiful night view of Paris at this moment. Her heart was tied to Xuan Qijun, and now she was even more worried.
It was so painful that I couldn't breathe.
She felt deeply guilty. If it weren't for herself, Jun would never have taken this damn poison!
"Little girl, why are you alone?" Suddenly, with a ruffian-like smile, a big hand climbed onto Mu Zhilan's shoulder.
Mu Zhilan wiped away the tears on her face, turned around, and coldly shook off the malicious hand, "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you. I'll leave on my own if I understand."
Facing her coldness and arrogance, the blond and blue-eyed man not only showed no fear but became even more interested in her. The corners of his lips raised, and he smiled and said: "Hey, Chinese girl? I like it!" The girl in front of him has fair skin,
Especially those smooth and slender legs are so tempting.
Mu Zhilan looked at his increasingly lustful eyes and stared at him with disgust, "Pervert!" After saying that, she was about to pass by, but unexpectedly, the man grabbed her wrist as soon as she took a step.
The man's arms hugged her tightly, and he couldn't wait to put his lips on Mu Zhilan's pink cheek, "Although you don't have a good temper, I like challenges!"
The disgusting, rich and inferior fragrance of the man hit Mu Zhilan's nose. She frowned, and while pushing his face away, she whispered, "Let go!" Inexplicably, a powerful electric current hit her.
Throughout her body, she felt that her limbs were full of strength, and a devil's face vaguely appeared in her mind, gradually becoming clearer and clearer.
The man who was pushed away began to become impatient. He raised his head and was about to curse. His eyes were stunned when he met Mu Zhilan's eyes, "You...you..." Only her originally clear and watery black eyes could be seen.
The pupils were red at the moment, and there seemed to be a ball of fire burning in the middle, which could engulf the person at any time.
"What am I! Don't you want to molest me!" Mu Zhilan spoke word by word, her whole body exuding a demonic aura like that of Satan in hell. Her eyes became bloodthirsty and sinister, and she suddenly choked her.
The man's jaw pressed him firmly against the telephone pole, with such force that he could not break free.
"You...cough...let me go!" The man felt his feet leaving the ground little by little, his throat being pinched tightly, and breathing becoming more and more difficult. He was being held like a chicken.
Mu Zhilan picked it up easily, and even her struggle began to look pale and unnecessary.
"Go to hell!" Mu Zhilan looked at the man's frightened eyes and sneered. A killing whirlwind was blowing around her, and the red in her eyes flashed crazily as if she was sending an invitation to die to the man.
The strength in her hands became heavier and heavier. Suddenly, a call as low as a cello sounded from behind, "Xiaolan?"
The familiar and throbbing voice of Mu Zhilan passed into her eardrums like a soothing drug. Her body trembled as if she was electrocuted. The next moment, her hands loosened and she stood there blankly.
"Cough...cough...woman, devil..." The man gasped for air, exclaimed and staggered away.
"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?" Upon seeing this, Xuan Qijun immediately rushed to Mu Zhilan and stared at her with concern.
Mu Zhilan looked at her hands in confusion and murmured to herself: "I...I..." She knew that what she was worried about had happened, and she was changing little by little.
"Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Xuan Qijun didn't expect to meet Mu Zhilan here, but now he didn't have the heart to ask these questions. Looking at her panicked expression, he vaguely felt a
kind of fear.
Xuan Qijun grabbed Mu Zhilan's shoulders and shook her gently, causing her to gradually come back to her senses. She raised her eyes and met his deep, worried eyes. Her heart suffocated, and she
Within a second, she immediately threw herself into his arms, "Jun, is that you!"
"It's me, it's me!" Xuan Qijun held her tightly in his arms, stroking her long hair greedily. Originally, it was not much longer than his own hair, but once Xuan Qijun
Qi Jun casually said that he wanted to see Mu Zhilan's long hair, so she started to grow her hair long, and it is now shoulder-length.
Night adds a unique romance to Paris. Although there are only a few pedestrians, the gorgeous lights are flashing, and the street lights make the figures of a Chinese man and woman appear long.
Xuan Qijun and Mu Zhilan walked hand in hand on the famous Fifth Avenue. Although it was not as lively as during the day, it was more peaceful at night. The two of them walked like this, and no one asked why they were there late at night.
Meeting at the hotel door, it was as if they had never been separated.
Mu Zhilan turned her head and glanced at Xuan Qijun with gentle eyes. Although he was wearing ordinary clothes, he was still handsome and graceful, and attracted the sideways glances of many women like them who were still wandering around so late at night.
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"What are you looking at?" Xuan Qijun turned his head and caught her staring at him, a sly look flashed in his eyes, "You don't have to look at me so closely. Don't worry, other women are just clouds in my eyes."
A satisfied smile appeared on her face, she hugged his arm affectionately, and said possessively, "Of course I have to keep a close eye on such a handsome husband, otherwise where will I find him if he is snatched away by others?"
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He scraped her tall little nose lovingly and curled his lips crazily, "Don't worry, you can't take her away. I will only be yours in this life!"
"Well!" A bright smile appeared on Mu Zhilan's face, "You are mine, so don't leave me, not even for a minute, okay?"
Xuan Qijun suddenly tightened his arms, wanting to melt her into his body. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be by your side!" If there are only a few left.
For the rest of his life, he must at least selfishly let her stay by his side and cherish every last minute.
Mu Zhilan smiled and nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"
He stared at her for a moment, a chic and charming smile spread out on his perfect face, but his heart was so painful that he almost suffocated.
The *luxurious size water bed was messy and **, with a naked woman lying on it. Her cheeks were flushed, and her delicate body was rubbing on the silky sheets unbearably. Her body was trembling slightly from time to time due to excitement. Her red face
His lips were pursed tightly, and his facial features were twisted in pain and restraint.
The bathroom door opened, and Juesha walked out wearing only a bath towel. He looked coldly at An Caijia on the bed and hooked his fingers. The next moment, she couldn't wait to crawl to his feet.
"Want me...please, take me..." An Caijia said intermittently, the heat in her body was about to torture her to death. She humbly grabbed Juesha's ankle, her watery eyes were blurred and seductive.
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Juesha lowered his eyes, but he couldn't bring up any interest in facing her exquisite body. He ignored her pleas, sat down in front of the sofa and leisurely picked up the red wine at hand.
"Take me, boss... give it to me quickly..." An Caijia twisted her willow-like waist with hunger and thirst, posing in front of him.
The air in the room gradually became ambiguous and suffocating, but Juesha's eyes were still cold and without any warmth. He raised his eyes as if watching a show, and when he saw the moisture between her legs and her increasingly chaotic and urgent movements
As he gasped, a sneer appeared on his lips.
"Humph, women are mean!" He snorted sarcastically, put down the goblet, and curled his lips at An Caijia in front of him like a gift from the king, "Come here!"
An Caijia exclaimed and immediately sat on his legs eagerly. While stroking his body with her slender hands, she kissed him passionately, from his cheeks to her belly.
Juesha's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt the woman's legs trembling more and more violently. He raised the corners of his lips mockingly, and the next moment, he didn't even bother to take off his clothes and pants, so he just unzipped his pants.
He pushed An Caijia roughly onto the carpet without any mercy. Before she could react, his tall body covered her naked body, and the next moment, his huge pride penetrated her.
A mysterious area that has been moistened for a long time.
"Ah...oh..." Although there was no foreplay, An Caijia's body was still trembling with pleasure due to the brutal entry. She moaned excitedly, narrowed her eyes of enjoyment, and indulged in pleasure wildly.
With.
Juesha roughly ravaged An Caijia like a doll, venting his animalistic nature. After the passion, he pulled away from her body without any hesitation, even looking at her felt unnecessary and went straight into the bathroom.
An Caijia panted tiredly on the ground, her beautiful cheeks flushed. Her blurred eyes slowly turned cold and sinister, looking down at the white body fluids dripping down her thighs, her hands tightly
Holding it tightly, hatred burned in his eyes.
"Huo Di Yao has doubted you, how are you going to settle this matter?" When Juesha came out again, he glanced at An Caijia with disdain and sat down on the sofa.
An Caijia hid all her emotions, her face remained submissive, "I have already thought of a way to deal with this matter."
Juesha stared at her and said, "You still have to hurry up and deal with the k-2 password. I don't want Ou Xiye and Xuan Qijun to get there first!"
"Since the boss doesn't want them to take credit, why don't you just kill them!" An Caijia didn't understand why she wasn't allowed to kill them that day, even though she wanted to kill them quickly.
A cold smile appeared on Juesha's face, "Don't worry, they will die sooner or later anyway!" For him, watching the enemy's futile struggle before death was far more exciting than simply killing them!