"Hold hands! Let go! Don't hold hands!" Fuxi, who was hiding in the dark, looked sadly at the arms of the two people tightly together, wailing in his heart, but now was not the time to come out at all, Fuxi could only keep looking at them.
A light wave that seemed to be sad was radiating in the direction of Murong Feixue. Little did he know that the only thing missing from his image at this moment was the small handkerchief in his mouth!
The jeers outside the City Lord's Mansion grew louder and louder. Seeing Murong Feixue and Mo Zishang walking out arm in arm, a long-faced man whistled: "Hey, why did this old guy come to the City Lord's Mansion so handsomely?
Little girl?"
This sound attracted everyone's attention to Murong Feixue. Today, Murong Feixue was wearing white clothes with pink inside, which perfectly set off the girl's pinkness, and the exquisite facial features on her perfect face, like
Like the purest and most beautiful fairy, after several wretched men saw Murong Feixue, they all swallowed hard, as if they wanted to swallow Murong Feixue alive!
The long-faced man stepped forward and reached out to touch Murong Feixue's delicate and pretty face, but he saw Murong Feixue hiding behind Mo Zishang, with a fearful expression on his face, which made several wretched men even more interested.
The urge to kiss Fangze!
"You, don't come here!" Murong Feixue's voice seemed to be trembling with fear, which made Fuxi, who was hiding in the dark, burst out laughing. Fortunately, he controlled his voice in time, and Murong Feixue and
Mo Zishang was acting seriously again and was not discovered by Murong Feixue.
"Hey, little lady, don't be afraid, brother loves you." Seeing this, the long-faced man stepped forward even more obscenely. Seeing Murong Feixue shrink back again, a man with a big mole on his face said: "
Brother Face, this little lady has a husband herself, so don’t treat this little brother as if he’s not here.”
As soon as the man with the big mole said that, everyone's attention turned to Mo Zishang, who was silent. In fact, it wasn't that Mo Zishang didn't want to say anything or do anything. When the long-faced man teased Murong Feixue, he wanted to kill him.
These men, but Murong Feixue quietly pressed his hand on his arm and signaled him to be quiet, so Mo Zishang resisted not making a move, but even so, Mo Zishang was full of anger at this time.
red.
"Brother Big Mole, what you said is wrong. This little lady's husband seems to be a god-like figure. How can it be so simple?" A short man answered, but his eyes were looking up and down on Mo Zishang's face.
As he glanced around, he saw that the short man was different from others in that he was very masculine. Mo Zishang was born extremely well. At this moment, his handsome face was red with anger, and the cold aura on his body that had always been rejected by people thousands of miles away was now mixed with it.
Being angry is even more attractive to a short man!
How has Mo Zishang ever been so angry? Not to mention the past, since he entered Qingyun Academy, even a few deans have been polite to Mo Zishang, and the other senior brothers and juniors have even looked up to him. No one has ever
With this kind of gaze, it was as if he wanted to take off all the clothes on Mo Zishang!
"Brothers, please stop talking." Murong Feixue spoke up at this moment, her voice trembling, and she pinched the corner of Mo Zishang's clothes, which made me want to die from shame!
"Young lady is so shy!" The long-faced man looked at Murong Feixue with his eyes: "Little madam, don't be afraid. My brother is also from the Murong family. It's different from this old guy's city lord's palace. When you go to my brother's house, I'll keep you safe.
Let you enjoy delicious food and drink spicy food, and send ten or eight maids to serve you."
