16. Chapter 16 The haunting domineering handsome man 1
"Have you been following me?" Murong Feixue asked suspiciously. As he spoke, his displeasure came out unabashedly. He really looked like a ghost.
The man riding a dragon raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Feixue, smiling playfully: "Such a good show, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"
Murong Feixue rolled her eyes fiercely, with a solemn expression on her face, and asked with extreme vigilance: "Stop perfunctory with me! Tell me, what is your purpose of following me?"
The dragon-riding man blinked slowly, as if a bolt of electricity shot out from his narrow and evil eyes, instantly hitting Murong Feixue's heart.
She couldn't help but tremble. She unconsciously looked away from the man riding the dragon and said awkwardly: "Stop using beauty traps. What is your purpose?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I didn't expect you to treat your savior like this. It's really chilling..." The dragon-riding man looked at Murong Feixue's cheeks that were gradually blushing. The more he looked at it, the smile in his eyes became stronger. Finally.
It was as if he had changed into a different person. He started joking with a joking look on his face.
That cynical look made Murong Feixue grit her teeth. A look of evil anger appeared on her brows, and she said coldly: "You have to save people by yourself, I didn't ask you, I didn't worship you! We have nothing to do with each other, you
Better leave quickly!"
"Hahaha...According to your theory, then I am following you because I want to follow you. I didn't ask you or worship you, so you'd better leave it alone." The man riding a dragon stood with his hands behind his back and laughed on his back.
The face that was as cold as an iceberg suddenly melted away. It was as if the sun had cleared up in the depths of winter and the sun was shining on the ice. That beautiful smile made even Murong Feixue, a woman, feel ashamed. But even so, she still remembered herself.
The oath made in the previous life, I am determined not to be deceived by men anymore, and I must never fall in love again.
Regarding this man who disturbed her inner peace, Murong Feixue suddenly lost her cool and shouted angrily: "If you don't get out, I will make it impossible for you to come back!"
After saying this, Murong Feixue suddenly exerted force and punched the dragon-riding man in the face, with a trace of fire shining brightly on his fist.
It was only after the attack that Murong Feixue remembered the amazing strength shown by the dragon-riding man that day. How could a person like him be hit so easily by himself now?
Sure enough, the man riding the dragon was still standing with his hands behind his back, and his slender body dodged his punch in a casual move. Immediately afterwards, he advanced instead of retreating, suddenly reached out to grab his waist, and then hooked it with the corner of his mouth.
With a naughty smile, he lightly hooked his left foot.
The situation was unexpected, and Murong Feixue had no time to react. Immediately, his center of gravity was unsteady and he was about to fall. He could only instinctively turn from beating to grabbing and hugged the man riding the dragon.
The man riding a dragon took advantage of the situation and directly picked her up, put his hands on her hips, and squeezed her gently.
"Well, if it's too heavy, it's too heavy. If it's too light, it's too light... This is just right." The man on the dragon made an awkward move, but commented seriously.
As she spoke, a stream of elegant and refreshing sandalwood drifted into the tip of Murong Feixue's nose. Her cheek was less than ten centimeters away from the man riding the dragon, and the hot breath sprayed from the man riding the dragon's mouth enveloped Murong Feixue's face.
It was obviously just breath, but it was like hot magma, burning Murong Feixue's cheeks. Even her jade earlobes turned red...
For a moment, Murong Feixue only felt that her heartbeat was so fast, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. I don't know what the source of that uncontrollable excitement was... "Have you been following me?" Murong Feixue asked suspiciously.
As he opened his mouth and spoke, the displeasure came out unabashedly. He really looked like a ghost.
The man riding a dragon raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Feixue, smiling playfully: "Such a good show, wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?"
Murong Feixue rolled her eyes fiercely, with a solemn expression on her face, and asked with extreme vigilance: "Stop perfunctory with me! Tell me, what is your purpose of following me?"
The dragon-riding man blinked slowly, as if a bolt of electricity shot out from his narrow and evil eyes, instantly hitting Murong Feixue's heart.
She couldn't help but tremble. She unconsciously looked away from the man riding the dragon and said awkwardly: "Stop using beauty traps. What is your purpose?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk... I didn't expect you to treat your savior like this. It's really chilling..." The dragon-riding man looked at Murong Feixue's cheeks that were gradually blushing. The more he looked at it, the smile in his eyes became stronger. Finally.
It was as if he had changed into a different person. He started joking with a joking look on his face.
That cynical look made Murong Feixue grit her teeth. A look of evil anger appeared on her brows, and she said coldly: "You have to save people by yourself, I didn't ask you, I didn't worship you! We have nothing to do with each other, you
Better leave quickly!"
"Hahaha...According to your theory, then I am following you because I want to follow you. I didn't ask you or worship you, so you'd better leave it alone." The man riding a dragon stood with his hands behind his back and laughed on his back.
The face that was as cold as an iceberg suddenly melted away. It was as if the sun had cleared up in the depths of winter and the sun was shining on the ice. That beautiful smile made even Murong Feixue, a woman, feel ashamed. But even so, she still remembered herself.
The oath made in the previous life, I am determined not to be deceived by men anymore, and I must never fall in love again.
Regarding this man who disturbed her inner peace, Murong Feixue suddenly lost her cool and shouted angrily: "If you don't get out, I will make it impossible for you to come back!"
After saying this, Murong Feixue suddenly exerted force and punched the dragon-riding man in the face, with a trace of fire shining brightly on his fist.
It was only after the attack that Murong Feixue remembered the amazing strength shown by the dragon-riding man that day. How could a person like him be hit so easily by himself now?
Sure enough, the man riding the dragon was still standing with his hands behind his back, and his slender body dodged his punch in a casual move. Immediately afterwards, he advanced instead of retreating, suddenly reached out to grab his waist, and then hooked it with the corner of his mouth.
With a naughty smile, he lightly hooked his left foot.
The situation was unexpected, and Murong Feixue had no time to react. Immediately, his center of gravity was unsteady and he was about to fall. He could only instinctively turn from beating to grabbing and hugged the man riding the dragon.
The man riding a dragon took advantage of the situation and directly picked her up, put his hands on her hips, and squeezed her gently.
"Well, if it's too heavy, it's too heavy. If it's too light, it's too light... This is just right." The man on the dragon made an awkward move, but commented seriously.
As she spoke, a stream of elegant and refreshing sandalwood drifted into the tip of Murong Feixue's nose. Her cheek was less than ten centimeters away from the man riding the dragon, and the hot breath sprayed from the man riding the dragon's mouth enveloped Murong Feixue's face.
It was obviously just breath, but it was like hot magma, burning Murong Feixue's cheeks. Even her jade earlobes turned red...
For a moment, Murong Feixue only felt that her heartbeat was so fast, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. I don't know what the source of that uncontrollable excitement was...
