Then he said thoughtfully again: "Little Yuanbaoer, I like you with your hands more than a brush!"
Jin Yuan said "Huh", looked at the brush, and then looked at her hands
Seeing him seemingly uncomfortable, she shrugged and put down her brush, and reached out to his chest.
He took a low breath and frowned: "Little Yuanbaoer, I suddenly feel uncomfortable in my chest..."
Jin Yuan was shocked and looked at him as if he was having difficulty breathing, thinking he was heartbroken again
She immediately ignored everything and patted his face and asked anxiously: "Zhuo Bingshan, what's wrong with you?"
"Saving the spirit..."
He opened his mouth and slowly said these two words
Yes, give him a blessing...
Jin Yuan's eyes lit up, she held his face without saying a word and kissed his lips
As soon as his mouth opened, she had not had time to give him a few breaths of fairy spirit, but he turned his back on the spot.
His hands tied by her had already broken free from it.
Jin Yuan didn't know how long it took him to kiss her before his lips left her
She panted, her face flushed, pointed at him and said angrily: "You've fouled..."
His lips curled slightly and asked Youyouwei: "What rules did I violate? Don't you enjoy it?"
Jin Yuan's face felt hot again
Looking at him looking unsatisfied, she covered her mouth and stuttered: "You lied to me... You are already a god of war now, so why do you need me to be brave for you?"
Zhuo Yanchong smiled jokingly, but the flames in his eyes still did not disappear
"Little Yuanbaoer, the fire you lit just now... You are responsible for eliminating it!"
Jin Yuan's body trembled again, and she screamed in her heart: "Where do I have...I'm a little angry?"
Didn’t I just take a brush and shake it?!
Zhuo Yanchong knew what she was thinking, glanced at the brush that was placed aside, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Why would I try it with a brush for you?"