The cool breeze blew by, and the instant chill on his body made Mu Yan couldn't help but shudder. He looked down and looked at the soaked clothes that had been turned into pieces. There was only a thin layer of obscene clothes left on his body, and Mu Yan was as black as a deep pool.
There was an unpredictable whirlpool in his eyes. He closed his eyes forbearingly and said in a cold voice, "Xia Yifeng, don't push yourself too far."
Standing quietly and looking at Mu Yan, her hair was pouring down like the Milky Way falling from the sky, her cheeks were red, her lips were like pink, her oval cheeks were very beautiful, and her snow-like skin was as crystal clear as ice.
Like snow, charming figure, captivating the country and the city
Xia Yifeng chuckled softly, with a hint of evil in her voice, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Xia Yifeng had an almost childish complacency, "Yan'er, do you think there is any woman in this world who can escape my grasp?"
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Taking a deep breath, Mu Yan was about to yell "shameless", but his body was instantly thrown to the ground by Xia Yifeng. After the two hugged each other and rolled around, Xia Yifeng pressed on Mu Yan's body with quick hands and eyes.
He tapped her acupuncture points and looked down at Mu Yan with a smile, "Yan'er, stay by my side, I won't let you lose."
"Humph" snorted coldly, and Mu Yan lay stiffly on the grass, "You have already tapped the acupuncture points, what do you mean?"
"That's right!" Xia Yifeng raised his eyebrows and nodded with a stern expression. He looked at Mu Yan's eyes thoughtfully, rubbed Mu Yan's lips with his fingers, and suddenly lowered his head slowly and looked at Mu Yan.
Yan looked at her in shock and sealed her lips
The hot kiss made Mu Yan confused for a moment. When he regained consciousness, he found that Xia Yifeng's hands had irregularly touched her clothes and lingered on her fair skin.
Frowning, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Xia Yifeng's evil eyes. Mu Yan's heart trembled and he felt a chill on his body. Xia Yifeng had unknowingly taken off his clothes, making Mu Yan completely awake.
a lot
"Xia Yifeng..." He was powerless and could only let Xia Yifeng do whatever he wanted. Mu Yan's eyes flashed with mixed emotions, "Don't be like this..."
"What don't you want? Hmm?" After listening to Mu Yan's words, Xia Yifeng slowly stopped and leaned next to her ear, biting her small and delicate earlobe, breathing slightly, and said in an extremely serious tone, "Little
Yan'er, from the time I brought you back to the house until now, you haven't fulfilled your duties as a princess. Today, my husband blocked that arrow for you. Don't you want to repay me with your life?
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"I..." His eyes widened, and as soon as Mu Yan's words came out of his mouth, he felt a killing intent coming from the wind. He raised his head and looked in that direction, and saw a white shadow floating in front of his eyes.
, before Mu Yan could react, Xia Yifeng was pulled over by someone, and he received a heavy slap from that person.
"Yan'er!"
Seeing the person who came hit Mu Yan's heart with a precise palm, and threw her body into the air, like a piece of old paper, floating in the air, Xia Yifeng's heart twitched fiercely, and she reached out to knock out the piece of paper.
The hand holding his wrist jumped up, hugged Mu Yan's body tightly in his arms, and landed safely.
The pale face and the red liquid on the lips all showed that the slap Mu Yan received was really serious. Taking a step back impatiently, looking at the person who did it, Xia Yifeng's eyes darkened, "Master,
What do you want to do?"
"What?" She sneered in response to Xia Yifeng's words. Mo Qiulin's eyes were gloomy, "Feng'er, you don't want to die, do you? You risk your life for this kind of woman, don't you want to take revenge!?"
Observing Xia Yifeng's expression carefully, Mo Qiulin looked sharply at Mu Yan in his arms, "If you are in love with her, then I will cut off your love now and kill her."
The remaining troubles!”
"No!" Without even thinking about it, Xia Yifeng rejected Mo Qiulin's words, "I will handle Yan'er's matter myself. Master, you are worrying too much."