Chapter Fifty-seventh, the emperor begs you to let the son go
"Dongdongdongdong..."
There was a knock on the door outside, and then Nangong Ye's voice slowly seeped in: "Young Master, are you okay?"
"Nangong Ye, save me!" Wanyan Mufan shouted anxiously when he heard the sound, but the next second he regretted it. Wanyan Bufan angrily played with his right hand, pulled his finger away, and squeezed in. Wanyan Mufan screamed in shock and pain.
"Sister, do you want him to come in and see how you are begging for fun under me?" Wanyan Bufan said with a sneer.
Wanyan Mufan frowned tightly, and his face almost got together. Why did she forget that she was no match for him? How could Nangong Ye compete with him?
"Young Master!" Nangong Ye patted, with a little worried voice, "What are you doing?"
Wanyan Bufan looked at Wanyan Mufan with a condescending sarcasm in his eyes, "Sister is still so thoughtful. You said, what would he think if people outside saw this scene?"
Wanyan Mufan's pupils shrank, and fear flashed in his eyes.
"Don't...bufan...don't do this..." Wanyan Mufan whimpered, panicking suddenly. His fingertips in her body twitched suddenly. The sudden stimulation made Wanyan Mufan unable to suppress the sound between his lips and teeth. ,"ah……"
Wanyan Bufan smiled evilly, waved his big hand and waved the door bolt, and his cold voice slowly rang out: "Come in."
Outside the door, hearing Xuanyuan Li's voice, a hint of doubt flashed in Nangong Ye's eyes. Thinking of Wanyan Mufan's previous imaginative voice, Nangong Ye was shocked, pushed open the door and walked in.
Wanyan Mufan held back the [mold] [mur] that was about to say, "Don't... don't come..." With Wanyan's unfamiliar temperament, if Nangong Ye really came, he would be unable to escape death.
Hearing this, Nangong Ye stopped, frowned, but suddenly knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, please let the young master go!" Although he knew that she was a lady, not a young master, he still liked to call her Young Master.
"It's hard to do it?" The evil voice came from the inside, and this faint familiar feeling made Nangong Ye feel puzzled.
Wanyan Bufan pulled out his hand, and his slender big hand had already embraced Wanyan Mufan's slender waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms, "In this way, isn't it a embarrassment, sister?"
This sister made Nangong Ye's eyes widen.
Emperor, why do you call me Sister Young Master? Why?
Wanyan Bufan looked at Wanyan Mufan with an evil look on his face, and greedily raised his body and kissed him, piously putting his mouth into his mouth, and licking it into his tongue.
"Well..." Wanyan Mufan murmured, immediately gritted his teeth to prevent his murmuring from leaking.
Nangong Ye's body shook, and his eyes were filled with a tangled light.
The Qilin, who existed in Wanyan Mu's sea of mortals, woke up slowly, with a little confused face on her cute little face, and then there was a overwhelming panic...