Like a gust of wind, she dodged in front of the two petrified wooden figures, and lifted a guy with a big drunken belly off the heavily made-up woman in disgust.
She cast a disdainful glance at a certain part of her body that was missing at that moment. Before a certain man screamed, she flew up into the air, carrying a certain guy who was about to have a heart attack, and flew through the icy and snowy sky in the cold night.
All that was left was a place of shock.
The wind blew loudly, gently lifting the woman's veil, revealing her delicate and small chin.
Yan Song had lived a long life, and he had never been held hostage by a woman like he was today. While he was stunned, he couldn't help but have some evil thoughts.
As soon as he reacted, his romantic nature was immediately revealed.
As a martial arts practitioner, he didn't take such leaps of high and low seriously at all, not to mention that with the fragrance of a woman lingering in his breath, he became more and more bold with every breath he took.
Finally, he couldn't help but raise his hand, trying to secretly lift the woman's veil and see the true face of Lushan.
"Watch your dirty hands!"
Chen Xi shouted sharply, raised his hand, and wheeze! There was a red five-fingerprint on Yan Song's face.
Yan Song was beaten and his face looked ugly. He asked coldly with a straight face: "Who are you? Who sent you to arrest me?"
"what you think?"
Chen Xi raised his cold eyes, suddenly flew down, and roughly threw Yan Song onto a big rock by the river.
A strong wind blew away the dark clouds covering the moon. Under the clear moonlight, the woman's eyes were as bright as stars.
Yan Song stared at Chen Xi with half-squinted eyes. In the cold wind, his body was frozen with goose bumps, but he couldn't avoid it. He leaned generously on the stone and suddenly smiled.
: "Hahaha! We have met before!"
He said it very definitely, with a hint of flirtatious teasing in his confident tone: "Girl, you have fallen in love with me, right? Do you want to be my thirteenth aunt?"
"Pooh!"
Chen Xi couldn't help but spit on Yan Song's old face. He was so old that he was already a romantic, but he still dared to tease her?
You feel impatient with life, don’t you?
Chen Xi snorted coldly, swept away the wind with his palm, and suddenly knocked the old man off the stone and onto the ground, where he fell and gnawed in the mud.
She could see that Yan Song was definitely not that kind of weak scholar. The strange thing was that this old guy didn't know where his muscles were cramping, but he let her attack without even trying to dodge.
After being beaten to the ground, he was still in the mood to talk dirty: "Hahaha, you little girl is so delicious and spicy! I like it!"
"Bah! I like your sister!"
Chen Xi narrowed his eyes, and another wave of wind lifted Yan Song up.
Yan Song fell heavily to the ground and raised his hand to wipe his lips. There was blood!
He frowned displeased: "Girl, everyone has a temper. You ruined my good deeds in the middle of the night, isn't it just to replace Peony and help me warm my bed? Hahaha, come on! Be gentle and be good first.
Come into my arms!"
As he spoke, a line formed at the corner of his wrinkled eyes, looking at Chen Xi dangerously.
"Hmph! Looking at how confident you are, you must have done a lot of bad things on a daily basis, right?"
Chen Xi clapped his hands, and the cold and sharp light in his eyes met the arrogant old man who was facing death. His sharp and bloodthirsty eyes made Yan Song's heartbeat skip a beat.
The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the eyes in front of him were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before. Like a gust of wind, she dodged in front of the two petrified wooden figures, and looked at the one with a big belly of wine in disgust.
The guy lifts up the heavily made-up woman.
She cast a disdainful glance at a certain part of her body that was missing at that moment. Before a certain man screamed, she flew up into the air, carrying a certain guy who was about to have a heart attack, and flew through the icy and snowy sky in the cold night.
All that was left was a place of shock.
The wind blew loudly, gently lifting the woman's veil, revealing her delicate and small chin.
Yan Song had lived a long life, and he had never been held hostage by a woman like he was today. While he was stunned, he couldn't help but have some evil thoughts.
As soon as he reacted, his romantic nature was immediately revealed.
As a martial arts practitioner, he didn't take such leaps of high and low seriously at all, not to mention that with the fragrance of a woman lingering in his breath, he became more and more bold with every breath he took.
Finally, he couldn't help but raise his hand, trying to secretly lift the woman's veil and see the true face of Lushan.
"Watch your dirty hands!"
Chen Xi shouted sharply, raised his hand, and wheeze! There was a red five-fingerprint on Yan Song's face.
Yan Song was beaten and his face looked ugly. He asked coldly with a straight face: "Who are you? Who sent you to arrest me?"
"what you think?"
Chen Xi raised his cold eyes, suddenly flew down, and roughly threw Yan Song onto a big rock by the river.
A strong wind blew away the dark clouds covering the moon. Under the clear moonlight, the woman's eyes were as bright as stars.
Yan Song stared at Chen Xi with half-squinted eyes. In the cold wind, his body was frozen with goose bumps, but he couldn't avoid it. He leaned generously on the stone and suddenly smiled.
: "Hahaha! We have met before!"
He said it very definitely, with a hint of flirtatious teasing in his confident tone: "Girl, you have fallen in love with me, right? Do you want to be my thirteenth aunt?"
"Pooh!"
Chen Xi couldn't help but spit on Yan Song's old face. He was so old that he was already a romantic, but he still dared to tease her?
You feel impatient with life, don’t you?
Chen Xi snorted coldly, swept away the wind with his palm, and suddenly knocked the old man off the stone and onto the ground, where he fell and gnawed in the mud.
She could see that Yan Song was definitely not that kind of weak scholar. The strange thing was that this old guy didn't know where his muscles were cramping, but he let her attack without even trying to dodge.
After being beaten to the ground, he was still in the mood to talk dirty: "Hahaha, you little girl is so delicious and spicy! I like it!"
"Bah! I like your sister!"
Chen Xi narrowed his eyes, and another wave of wind lifted Yan Song up.
Yan Song fell heavily to the ground and raised his hand to wipe his lips. There was blood!
He frowned displeased: "Girl, everyone has a temper. You ruined my good deeds in the middle of the night, isn't it just to replace Peony and help me warm my bed? Hahaha, come on! Be gentle and be good first.
Come into my arms!"
As he spoke, a line formed at the corner of his wrinkled eyes, looking at Chen Xi dangerously.
"Hmph! Looking at how confident you are, you must have done a lot of bad things on a daily basis, right?"
Chen Xi clapped his hands, and the cold and sharp light in his eyes met the arrogant old man who was facing death. His sharp and bloodthirsty eyes made Yan Song's heartbeat skip a beat.
The more he looked, the more he felt that the eyes in front of him were familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them before.