——————Anti-theft chapter, it can be automatically refreshed at 6 am————
——————Anti-theft chapter, it can be automatically refreshed at 6 am————
——————Anti-theft chapter, it can be automatically refreshed at 6 am————
——————Anti-theft chapter, it can be automatically refreshed at 6 am————
Ye Qingluo pursed her lower lip slightly.
Before he could speak, the force around his waist tightened violently.
The man's deep and hoarse voice floated down from the top of his head: "The pavilion master has a habit of stealing other people's wives."
That voice sounded very calm.
But Ye Qingluo still could hear the deep chill in it.
It was like a sharp knife piercing Chu Wuxin's body.
Chu Wuxin raised his eyes slightly, his cold eyes met God Mo Xuan's gaze, the arc of a smile that was not a smile was still on his lips.
As if provoking Emperor Moxuan, he said indifferently: "The wife of Duoren? She seems...not your wife."
He sneered: "You have never been engaged, so why can't I please her?"
Di Moxuan's eyes suddenly turned into a whirlwind like a gathering cold wind.
Just when Ye Qingluo felt the coolness and raised his eyes to look at Di Moxuan.
The man's mood has returned to normal.
He didn't look angry, and even raised his lips. The rosy red lips were curved in a dignified way, and there was a bit of imperceptible satisfaction.
"I'm afraid the master of the pavilion has forgotten, Xiao Luo'er... I can only accept that the person standing next to me is the deity."
The man's tone sounded very careless.
But it was Chu Wuxin who had a provocative and ironic look on Feibo's lips, and the smile froze on his face.
Di Moxuan was very satisfied with his words, which caused a great reaction to Chu Wuxin.
The smile on his lips deepened.
The carelessness between the eyebrows and eyes also exuded a bit of provocation.
"Of course the deity doesn't mind, some people like Xiao Luo'er."
"Because, this shows that the deity's vision is indeed very good, and the deity's little Luo'er is very popular."
Every word and every sentence, all of them demonstrate his sovereignty.
Chu Wuxin's expression became more and more ugly.
Biological.
At this time, Di Moxuan smiled coldly and mockingly again, and said: "But... the delight of the pavilion master has troubled my little Luoer very much."
"The delight of the pavilion master made this deity Xiao Luo'er very troubled."
"The delight of the pavilion master made this deity Xiao Luo'er very troubled."
"..."
These words kept lingering in my mind.
It was as if the replay button had been pressed.
Chu Wuxin's dark eyes were like surging waves.
The hands hanging by the side were slowly grasped one by one.
The fingertips are white.
His face was as cold as cast, exuding a kind of chill.
his likes...
Just let Ye Qingluo, are you so bored
In particular, this sentence was uttered by Di Moxuan.
Chu Wuxin snorted lightly.
His face was as cold as cast, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of pain.
He looked directly at Ye Qingluo, and asked word by word: "You too...do you think so?"
The man's body was obviously still a little unstable.
From the fingertips covering his chest, he could faintly see blood oozing out.
Dressed in red, a little messy.
It looked a little awkward.
His gaze was strangely burning.
As if to burn her.
Ye Qingluo met his gaze, frowning slightly.
For his question.
to be honest.
It's a bit complicated to answer.
She considered the words in her mind.
Maybe it took too long to think.
The arm across the waist suddenly increased its strength.
Stretched her waist, a little tight.