Looking at his eyes, Mei Jiaojiao was also shy and felt particularly embarrassed. She didn't even think where she had the courage to actually go to his place and get a piece of hair.
"Ouch!" She felt her face getting hot just thinking about it.
"I...I'll get you some tea!"
Mei Jiaojiao got up in a panic and walked over to pour him tea.
Perhaps the scene just now made her too weak and unable to concentrate, so she suddenly kicked her foot on the carpet.
"ah!"
Mei Jiaojiao screamed and fell weakly into Ye Wuhan's arms.
Ye Wuhan subconsciously wrapped his arms around him, and his arms were immediately filled with the warm fragrance of nephrite.
"Well!"
The woman in my arms is plump and tender, and it feels really good.
"this!"
Mei Jiaojiao didn't know whether it was due to lack of strength or something else. She struggled to break away for a long time without standing up. The two of them just hugged each other.
Feeling the man's unique rough aura, Mei Jiaojiao's whole body became increasingly weak. She was panting, and her breathing gradually became faster.
The body was as soft as water and as tender as crisp, as if it was about to blend into the man's body.
Ye Wuhan just held her in his arms like this. He thought that after a while she would calm down and get up, but in the end she didn't stand up for a long time. Instead, she hugged him gently, as if she was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate herself.
"Sister Jiaojiao!"
"Um!"
Mei Jiaojiao made a sound from her nose, her voice was as low as a mosquito's, and it was probably hard even for her to listen to it.
"Go to the side and lie down with your butt raised!" Ye Wuhan ordered.
"Ah, are you going to lie down now?" To be honest, although Mei Jiaojiao is extremely shy, she is a little dissatisfied. You don't even have foreplay? Are you going to let me lie down?
But even though she was dissatisfied, she still lay down next to him obediently and raised her buttocks obediently.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Ye Wuhan suddenly raised his palm and slapped her round buttocks three times, each one louder than the last.
After the beating, Ye Wuhan laughed three times and stepped outside.
"you……"
Mei Jiaojiao was extremely depressed. They were expecting her, but you left just like that after the fight?
"Brother Han!"
Seeing that Ye Wuhan was about to walk out of the room, Mei Jiaojiao suddenly chased after her from behind. She looked at Ye Wuhan with a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed angry and resentful, as if she was waiting for him to give her an explanation.
"Sister Jiaojiao!"
Ye Wuhan gently lifted the hair from her forehead with his big hand, then raised his hand and gently lifted her pretty chin with his middle and index fingers, "If I say I'm really married, will you still keep me?"
"Ah, are you really married?"
Mei Jiaojiao's mouth opened wide. She lowered her head and rubbed the hem of her skirt. She didn't know what to do for a while, and the anticipation in her body was gradually cooling down.
When she looked up again, there was still a man in front of her.
"Brother Wuhan!"
Mei Jiaojiao chased him out and took the elevator all the way downstairs. But when he looked up, he saw that the man was nowhere to be seen in the dark night.
Ye Wuhan stood looking at her from a distance, because it was already dark and he was almost integrated into the night. He could see her, but she couldn't see him.
Seeing Mei Jiaojiao turn around and go back, Ye Wuhan stepped out and walked out.
This is not a main road, the street lights are relatively dim, the night is vast, and there seems to be some ferocious beast hiding in the darkness on both sides, waiting for an opportunity to devour you.
If most people really don't dare to walk alone in the dark in the middle of the night, Ye Wuhan doesn't care.
Not only did he walk, but he walked very slowly, as if he was not in a hurry to get home in the dark night.
Crack!
There was a slight noise from behind.
"Are you finally here?" Ye Wuhan said slowly, but he did not look back.
"Grrrr!"
A woman's laughter suddenly came out in the endless darkness, the sound was clear and sweet yet extremely penetrating.
"If I guessed correctly, your name is Ye Wuhan. I really didn't expect you to know that I was coming. It seems that you have some skills. However, no matter how capable you are, it will be in vain. Hand over the Spirit Dragon Pearl!" the woman shouted!
, the voice is majestic and strange, but full of domineering.
Ye Wuhan slowly turned around and finally saw clearly a plump and elegant woman standing not far behind him.
This woman has black hair and is about 1.68 meters tall. Her slender and plump figure is wrapped in a black dress. Under the dim light, her skin looks extremely white and creamy, as if it touches the black dress.
It looks like water will come out of it.
However, such a cold and plump woman appears in the dark night with a Tang sword in hand and an evil smile on her face, giving people an extremely evil feeling.
"Who are you?" Ye Wuhan said slowly.
"You can call me Fujiwara Meiko!" The woman also spoke slowly, speaking broken Chinese. It was obvious that she was not Chinese.
As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows, and a look of pride flashed in her eyes. Looking at her cold and charming expression, it was obvious that she did not take Ye Wuhan seriously. With the Tang knife in her hand, she killed this woman.
Seems extremely cold.
"Are you really from Japan?" Ye Wuhan frowned slightly.
"That's right, is there any problem?" the woman said with a faint sneer.
"You killed all the Lu family?"
"That's right!" The woman smiled faintly, her expression extremely cold and arrogant.
"Last question, since you are Japanese, why do you know how to use Nanyang voodoo?"
"Did I talk too much nonsense about you?" The woman slowly raised her Tang Dao.
"Since you think I must die, why not answer one more question?"
The woman blinked her eyes, thinking that this seemed to be the case.
"Okay, I can tell you that if you hand over the Spirit Dragon Pearl obediently, maybe I can reward you with a whole corpse!"
The woman slowly took a step forward and said: "Although I am from Japan, I have searched all over the world and like to search for all kinds of strange arts in the world. Why not know the poison that kills everyone with a smile?"
"Okay, I'm fine!"
"Hand over the Spirit Dragon Pearl!" Fujiwara Miko stretched out her little hand to Ye Wuhan, as if she was not afraid that he would not give it to her.
"Is this what you are talking about?" Ye Wuhan raised his hand, and there was a crystal-clear, moist and exquisite bead on his hand.
"Spiritual Dragon Ball!"
The woman's eyes lit up when she looked at the Spirit Dragon Pearl, and she was about to rush forward.
"Miko Fujiwara, you killed all the Lu family members for a mere bead. You are quite cruel. This is the first time I have seen such a cruel woman like you!"
Ye Wuhan said calmly. As for the whereabouts of the beads, this woman must have forced the Lu family to ask. This is normal.
"Hmph, kill the people I hate and do what I want. What does it mean to be just a member of the Lu family? I can kill whoever I want. Anyone who dares to stand in my way will die. You are no exception. Hand over the beads.
Come out!" The woman stretched out her hand to him.
"Poisonous girl!"
"Fujiwara Miko, the Spiritual Dragon Pearl is in my hand. If you have the ability, come and get it!" Ye Wuhan said slowly.
"you wanna die!"
Cang!
The woman slowly pulled out the Tang Dao, and the narrow blade flashed a bright light under the light, which was so cold and soul-stirring.
"die!"
The woman suddenly stepped forward, and the Tang knife suddenly struck out. A bright brilliance penetrated the night sky, and the space seemed to be cut off. By the time Ye Wuhan reacted, the knife had already reached the top of his head.
"Little tricks!"
Ye Wuhan smiled. He raised his hand and pinched her Tang Dao with his fingers.
"you……"
Miko Fujiwara never expected that Ye Wuhan would grab the knife with her fingers, but for safety reasons, she did not continue to chop. Instead, she drew the knife and changed her stance, and struck Ye Wuhan in the middle with one strike.
"One-sword style!"
The woman yelled repeatedly, and when she saw Ye Wuhan reaching out to grab him again, she actually changed her direction, held the knife in both hands, and struck Ye Wuhan's head with a thunderous sword again.