Ye Qingluo covered the back of the man's waist with one hand, and gently pulled it away.
With movable space.
Ye Qingluo turned around in his arms, facing the man.
As soon as she raised her head, she met the man's dark obsidian eyes.
Deep in the bottom of the eyes, there is a lingering pampering.
Just a glance.
Ye Qingluo felt a feeling of weakness in his legs.
The charm of this man...
It really made her hard to control herself all the time.
Ye Qingluo's long and curled eyelashes blinked, suppressing the "evil thoughts" surging in his heart towards Emperor Moxuan, and his pink lips also drew a shallow arc, smiling sweetly at him.
The pupils of Di Moxuan reflected the faces of young girls who were as beautiful as flowers.
His eyes dimmed again.
Immediately, with a sudden force, he brought her delicate body into his arms.
Then, move your feet.
Push the girl's buttocks against the wooden table.
And he lowered his figure, hooked Ye Qingluo's waist with one hand, and propped himself on the table with the other.
The distance between the two is very close.
His breathing is spraying, and his magnetic and lingering warm voice is like a soul-stirring piece of music, which is very pleasant to listen to: "It seems that you have already figured out how to forgive your sins?"
Ye Qingluo looked at the handsome face that was close at hand, those twinkling peach blossom eyes, when they met for a while, they were like a whirlpool, and even the soul seemed to be absorbed and sank into it.
Before, after breaking the formation of the auction conference.
She did say it herself that she wanted to atone for her reckless behavior that made him worry.
This, she does not deny.
Therefore, the girl smiled and raised her head, and put her arms around the man's neck actively, smiling very sweetly: "Then, my dear Xuan, are you ready to enjoy my atonement?"
She wrapped both arms around the man.
Almost all the strength of the upper body was hanging on the man.
The man's body leaned forward slightly.
A few strands of black hair fell on Ye Qingluo's face.
That gorgeous, suffocatingly handsome face got a little closer.
Because of this, Ye Qingluo could clearly see that after she finished saying that sentence.
Di Moxuan's excessively bright eyes shrank slightly.
Ye Qingluo smiled.
There was a gleam of gleam between his brows and eyes.
The arcs at the end of the eyes are becoming more and more coquettish.
Ye Qing raised her hand slightly, and pressed it on Di Moxuan's chest.
Tight and push slightly harder.
Push his body away from him.
She slid her hands to the man's shoulders again.
when doing these actions.
Her eyes were always facing his gaze.
Her smile suddenly enlarged.
Move your feet.
The figures of the two moved to the side of the bed in the inner room in an instant.
Di Moxuan glanced at the bed behind him, and the smile on his thin lips deepened: "Xiao Luo'er is sincere this time. In order to atone for his sin as soon as possible, he even used the secret technique of teleportation."
Ye Qingluo just laughed.
The narrow and long charming eyes are full of radiance, which is even more enchanting and romantic.
Di Moxuan's gaze fell on the girl's fair, satin-like face, his eyes darkened, and his voice became hoarse: "If those people outside know that you use the teleportation secret like this, I'm afraid it will be a big deal. Shout out violently."
"The secret technique of teleportation is mine. How do I use it? What does it have to do with them?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, and suddenly pushed the man onto the bed with force.
Silky black hair spilled over the bed.
After the ink has dispersed.
The man's magnificent face was like a god's, his noble and handsome face was fully revealed.