Yue Fusang's hands hanging beside him slowly tightened. He was always in a calm mood. This time, he was really aroused by the woman's anger in his heart.
"In Manshu, what on earth do you want to do?"
Duan Ziyin's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yue Fusang anxiously, and finally pressed his lips, bowed his head respectfully, and stood behind Su Kui.
Hearing this, Su Kui blew his fingers, and looked at the well-maintained fingertips in time. With a smile on the corners of his lips, he said leisurely: "Naturally want you to come to me, Fusang, I have never To be so good to others, you are the first."
Yue Fusang took a deep breath and looked at her calmly, "But, I don't need it." Even, I was bored.
Su Kui raised her eyebrows, "Is that right? Fusang's words hurt my heart a little. I just cleaned up your servants for you. Could it be that you are not grateful?" The woman sighed softly, and she sighed. Slowly got up from the main seat, dressed in a flaming red robe, wide sleeves swept across her sleeves like a wave.
An ankle-length black hair was randomly gathered behind her head by a ribbon, and a strand of hair slid down from the corner of her forehead and landed on her red lips.
She smiled inexplicably, and walked up to Yue Fusang a little bit, staring at him unblinkingly with mysterious eyes, and exasperated, "Fusang, you don't like me a little bit?"
She looks beautiful, but few men who see her are not deceived by her.
Just now, she used some charm tricks, flowing light across her blood-colored monster eyes, and her slender fingertips slowly and ambiguously stroked his shoulders.
He sighed: "Look, Fusang, are your clothes dirty? I have seen you once, high above you, like a banished immortal walking out of a painting. At that time, I was thinking, this person, I must get it! "
She squeezed her fingers tightly, grabbed his collar, took advantage of her strength to climb onto his arm, and in an instant she bit his earlobe and grind it carefully, "Look, what I want to do, no one is blocking If I don't give it, I will take it personally, and you, too -" She chuckled softly, her red lips provoked, and the demon's aura made people fearful.
The more Fusang's body was stiff, and the moment the woman approached, the light mandala incense, with a seductive and degenerate smell, struck his nose.
Duan Ziyin, who was a few meters away, clenched her fists, and a bit of jealousy flashed across her eyes where Su Kui could not see.
Jing Si saw this scene inadvertently, his heart tensed and couldn't help mentioning it.
Zuo Hufa just now, the person looking at is the master, right? Isn't she always obedient to the master and respectful
She shook her head, suspecting that she had just made a mistake, rubbed her eyes, and looked over again cautiously. At this glance, Xin suddenly fell to the bottom. Just because Duan Ziyin's eyes never blinked, falling on the two people at the entrance of the hall.
The expression in her eyes, although the cover-up was excellent, but under that plain expression, there seemed to be a faint factor that was about to break through the ground, restless.
It seemed that it was time for her to find an opportunity to remind her master. I just don't know, will the master believe it? After all, she believes in Zuo Hufa so much!
The earlobe was suddenly contained in the mouth, the soft and moist uvula was very ambiguous, and the teeth were gently rubbing together, bringing a little tingling sensation.