Stop running around? Mo Yan found it a bit ironic. What kind of freedom does she have in life?
Leaning in Mu Feng's arms, Mo Yan felt that the weather in early summer was a bit cold, and the warm breeze seemed even colder.
"Is this flute good-looking?" Mu Feng took out a jade flute from his sleeve, smiled lightly, gently held Mo Yan's hand, and put the jade flute in Mo Yan's hand, "This flute is called Yin
Snow, pure and beautiful snow, it can turn white when you play."
Mo Yan remained silent, just looking down at the jade flute in his hand. Isn't this flute from Xuecheng? Why did it fall into Mu Feng's hands now, a priceless treasure of Xuecheng?
Mo Yan didn't know how Mu Feng got this Yin Xue, but since Mu Feng gave it to her, she had no choice but to accept it.
In the past few years, Mu Feng gave Mo Yan a lot of things. Mo Yan didn't even remember what Mu Feng gave her. But Mo Yan was a little happy about Yin Xue.
Seeing the rare slight curve of joy at the corner of Mo Yan's mouth, Mu Feng felt very satisfied, then everything he did was worth it.
"When this jade flute is played, a certain amount of internal energy is input, and it can also make the sky float with white snow." Holding Ye Xue, Mu Feng felt very satisfied. This was the first time he saw Mo Yan's expression of joy.
"Yeah," Mo Yan nodded slightly. Mu Feng knew that she had some inner strength, but Mu Feng only thought that Mo Yan only had a little inner strength.
"Keep it with you so that you can play occasionally in the future." Playing with Mo Yan's hair, Mu Feng raised a seductive smile on his lips. He looked extremely evil in his purple clothes. He stretched out his tongue and licked Mo Yan's earlobe, sighing, "
It’s like seeing me.”
Mo Yan was silent. The slight itch coming from her earlobe made her ears red. Even so, she calmly calmed down the heat.
Seeing that Mo Yan was so calm, Mu Feng nestled on Mo Yan's neck. Mo Yan was always so cold, and no matter how Mu Feng teased her, he could always look calm and composed.
"What should I do? I really want to swallow Yan," the ambiguous tone lingered in Mo Yan's ears, and a few hairs floated in front of Mo Yan's eyes, "Yan, can you say it?"
Adding to the tip of the tongue, it was extremely charming, with a hint of blue in his eyes, and a little desire showed in his eyes, Mu Feng's hand slid to the clothes on Mo Yan's chest
Mo Yan noticed Mu Feng's movements and casually put Mu Feng's hand aside. In the past, Mu Feng would never do this even if he went too far. Mu Feng like this made Mo Yan frown slightly.
"Yan, a person can't wait too long, especially for a man who loves you and only has desire for you," Mu Feng breathed softly, extremely charming and enchanting, and lightly traced it with his fingertips
Mo Yan's lips, "It's so longing to be here, so sweet."
Mo Yan was helpless and could only continue to remain expressionless. She and Mu Feng were from two different worlds. She didn't want to be a male favorite or a forbidden concubine. She just wanted to live a good life.
"Yan, tell me, when should we wait?" His fingertips slid from his lips to Mo Yan's belly. Mu Feng wanted to challenge Mo Yan's limits.
But it turned out that Mu Feng's challenge was successful, because Mo Yan stood up directly and stood next to the pillar. Mo Yan looked at the stone pillar with an indifferent expression, but it looked like he could bump into it at any time.