She is not a child, so why should she be held captive?
Jun Moye looked at Mu Hanyue like this, with a look of doting in his eyes: "Xiao Yue'er, don't make trouble, this place is not as good as the outside. You will feel more at ease if I hold my hand."
This place is no better than the outskirts of the World of Warcraft Forest. This place has entered the territory of the holy beast. If he were alone, it would be no better than this. But it was different now. There was a little woman beside him who needed his protection, and he could not let her
dangerous.
Listening to the words that seemed to be coaxing a disobedient child, Mu Hanyue twitched her eyes fiercely, raised her eyes and glared at Jun Moye: "You really treat me like a child, please pay attention to your tone."
Can this guy be more normal?
She is such a big living person here, but he always talks to her in a tone that makes a child happy, which is really harsh to her ears.
Jun Moye raised his lips and smiled: "Okay, my little Yue'er is not a child." How could such a gorgeous woman act like a three-year-old child.
Her wit, her acumen, her insight and perverted talent, and her dark underbelly are simply beyond the reach of a three-year-old child.
She is stronger than any man.
Mu Hanyue glanced at Jun Moye, said nothing, turned and walked forward.
Jun Moye followed closely behind, and their hands were always clasped together.
Mu Hanyue lowered her head and glanced at the intertwined fingers. She didn't make any further movements. She just lowered her eyes to hide the complicated meaning in her eyes.
The monster's big hands are warm and thick, and the fingers with clear joints are beautiful and beautiful.
The scorching heat seemed to be transferred to her, warming her cold little hands.
There was a trace of trance in her eyes. This kind of warmth was something she had never experienced before. It was a bit strange, but it was not repulsive.
In modern times, the feeling Rakshasa gives her is the warmth between sisters, and she has never had this feeling before.
No man has ever come close to her, let alone such contact.
I am not disgusted by the contact with the monster, and the corners of my lips are slightly curved. This feeling is quite good.
He didn't mean to hurt her, so was it okay for her to let go once in a while and feel the warmth of her friend?
Jun Moye turned his head and happened to see Mu Hanyue smiling. The corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Xiao Yue'er smiles very charmingly."
What he said was all true. Her smile was beautiful, just like the bright moon in the starry sky, bright and scorching, making people unable to take their eyes away.
She was not the only beautiful woman in the world, but she failed to attract any attention or interest from him. The little woman next to him was indeed different from other women.
Mu Hanyue raised her eyes and stared at Jun Moye: "It'll be fine without you being a monster."
If you want to compare with monsters, I'm afraid there is no man like Jun Moye in this world.
A gesture, a smile, a slight movement can stir people's heartstrings, captivate their souls, and enchant their hearts.
Jun Moye blinked his eyes and narrowed his narrow red phoenix eyes slightly: "Xiao Yue'er is praising me. Well, I am very useful to my husband."
Mu Hanyue stretched out her other hand and pinched his face: "Tsk, tsk, your skin is so elastic and so good, I think a man will be fascinated by you when he sees you."