Seeing that Muyan is about to talk to Baili Weiran, Di Ming Jue grabs her chin, and gently rubs his fingertips on the bright red lips.
The ice blue eyes suddenly became extremely deep.
Muyan's heart beat faster: "What are you doing?"
"Something is stained here, I will wipe it off for you."
Muyan: "..." Di Ming Jue, are you lying to ghosts? I haven't eaten anything since just now, how did I get on something
But I knew in my heart that this guy's narrow-mindedness had flared up, so I didn't want to expose him.
Di Ming Jue sees that the attention of the people around him is completely attracted to him, and he doesn't look at Baili Weiran again, the gloom and jealousy in his heart subside a little.
Muyan's gaze lingers on the man's unparalleled handsome face, and she softly says: "Di Ming Jue, these days you..."
Before she finished speaking, she heard a familiar voice beside her.
"Di Ming Jue, won't you introduce the identity of this young master to us?"
Muyan was startled, and suddenly turned her head to look.
The object of entry is a woman covered with a white veil.
Although she couldn't see the whole face clearly, her pupils shrank suddenly.
Why did the voice just now sound familiar to her
Because the voice was almost exactly the same as when she didn't deliberately lower her voice.
And this face, even though it was covered with white gauze, could still see the bare eyebrows and eyes, just like her.
Moreover, this woman called "Di Ming Jue" just now
Muyan's eyes narrowed dangerously.
But, before she can speak, Di Ming Jue raises his eyebrows slightly.
A strong force went straight towards the woman, hitting her chest.
Yu Yanran uttered a scream and fell to the ground, the blood she spurted directly stained the white veil red.
"Di Ming Jue, you, why are you treating me like this? I'm your favorite... Uh! Uh! Uh!!"
Yu Yanran's hysterical voice seemed to be blocked by something in her throat, and she couldn't say anything anymore.
Her eyes were red, staring at the scene in front of her.
The man who had been cruel to her just now was picking up the spiritual fruit cakes on the table and sending them to the young man.
Although his expression was still cold, even a fool could see the tenderness between his brows.
Yu Yanran almost gnawed her silver teeth.
Ye Liangchen, this Ye Liangchen who looks similar to Jun Muyan again! !
He is obviously a man, how can he compare with himself
Why? Why would Dijun prefer to take care of a man tenderly, rather than take a look at himself? !
Muyan's full of questioning is blocked by Di Ming Jue's casual exit and the food that is thrown to his mouth.
She swallowed the food, and couldn't help but commented: "It's not as delicious as what you and fifth brother made."
Di Ming Jue frowned: How could he wash his hands and make soup for him, a majestic Emperor of the Extreme Region
But meeting the young man's clear peach blossom eyes, the words that came to his mouth suddenly changed into: "You like it, I will cook it for you in the future."
Standing behind him, Tong Zhangling's eyes almost popped out when he heard this.
The gaze that looks at Muyan is full of disgust and resentment, but because of fear of Di Ming Jue, he immediately restrains himself.
Even now, the lottery has begun to determine the candidates to participate in the competition for recruiting relatives.
In the entire banquet hall, there are still quite a few people whose eyes fall on Di Ming Jue and Muyan from time to time.
It's a pity that the two of them completely acted like no one else.
Let a group of spiritual practitioners, especially the female cultivators who came from the big families, be full of puzzlement and resentment.
They specially dressed up to participate in the Tianmei Banquet because they heard that the Emperor of the Extreme Region would also come.