Muyan left the crowd and found a remote corner to hide.
Wei Zi followed step by step, his small face was still full of indignation, "Miss, those people from Mingyue Sect are really going too far, they even slandered your reputation in public."
Muyan shrugged, but it didn't matter.
What reputation does she have, her son is five years old, okay
What's more, she and Di Ming Jue...
Thinking of those intimate times in Yanwu Continent, Muyan blushed a little, and felt a little sad.
I don't know how long it will take to see this man.
"Miss, let me build a tent and prepare dinner for you!"
The selection of sects in Wufeng Square will start tomorrow, so they will spend the night here tonight.
Muyan blinked, "No need, it's going to be a night..."
It's a pity that the little girl Wei Zi didn't pay any attention to what she said, and went to work happily.
Muyan smiled helplessly, lay casually on the lawn, scooped lightly in the space, and took out a book.
But what she wanted to read was not the book, but the paintings in the book.
The man in the painting has an incomparably handsome face, his expression is cold, but his brows are affectionate.
Her clothes were half uncovered, and she was lying lazily on the couch, her whole body exuded powerful charm and sex appeal.
People can't wait to pounce on him and take off all the clothes left on his body.
In fact, after the two got together.
When Muyan gets excited once, she asks Di Ming Jue to pose again to draw.
It's a pity that every time before the painting is finished, she is thrown down by a certain animal that wants to ~fire~burn~, eat it up and wipe it clean.
So much so that until now, there is only one portrait of God Ming Jue in Muyan's hand.
"Girl, the night is desolate, you are alone, do you need me to accompany you!"
While watching it engrossed, a voice came out of nowhere.
Muyan suddenly came back to her senses, put away the painting very unhappy, and looked at the person who came.
Whoever disturbed her admiring her "man" deserved death!
Qian Hongxiao looked at it from a distance, and felt that this young girl's face was truly one of a kind, unparalleled in the city.
Looking at it from a close distance now, those icy muscles and jade bones, those white teeth and star eyes are like a most beautiful and alluring picture scroll, spread out in front of your eyes.
Qian Hongxiao had never seen such a beauty in his life, and he couldn't help but feel the fire in his body, and it was difficult for him to take a few steps forward.
Muyan looked at him coldly, "Didn't your parents teach you that it's rude to disturb others without authorization?"
Qian Hongxiao didn't feel annoyed at being greeted by his parents. Instead, seeing her face covered with frost, Qian Hongxiao felt more and more itchy.
He coughed lightly, and shook his fan pretending to be smart, "My disciple, Qian Hongxiao, is personally handed down by Elder Qian of the Lihuo Sect."
After saying this, Qian Hongxiao waited for Muyan to show surprise and admiration, and excitedly posted it.
Who would have thought that Muyan just looked at him like an idiot, "What the hell are you, what have you got to do with me?"
She waved her hand like chasing flies, "Go back wherever you came from, don't disturb my rest."
Qian Hongxiao looked surprised, and sullenness flashed in his eyes.
However, soon he chuckled and took a few steps closer, "Girl want to rest? How lonely you are, why don't you let me accompany you?"
While speaking, he even stretched out his hand, wanting to hug Muyan's waist.
Muyan mercilessly raised her foot and kicked hard.
Qian Hongxiao shuddered all over, and quickly dodged to dodge.
Then he looked at his lower body, and felt hairy.
Muyan's kick just now almost broke the roots of his descendants.