The Lord of Hell's dark gaze fell on her pink lips. Seeing the evil smile blooming on her moist lips, his heart couldn't help but be moved.
He glanced at her with a playful expression, and said in a slightly low voice with a hoarse voice: "A feeling of not wanting to let go."
Hearing this, Fengjiu, who originally just wanted to tease him, twitched her lips. Looking at his handsome face getting closer and closer, she suddenly broke free from his hand and jumped up, stepped away from him, stared at him warily, with an angry look on her face.
"Lord Yan, I am not as good as Long Yang! Even if you want to harm me, you can't harm me! I am still young! Only fifteen years old, a budding flower, I can't stand your destruction."
Outside the door, Ying Yi nodded with tears in his eyes after hearing this, thinking to himself: That's right, Master, even if you have a homosexual tendency, you can't choose this boy! What's so good about this boy? He is cunning and weird, and he is also disfigured. If you really like him, it's not you who will destroy him, but he will destroy you!
When Lord Yan heard his words, several black lines appeared on his forehead.
Long Yang's love? Who said he has Long Yang's love? What kind of mess does this woman think about all day long
Seeing the fear and defensiveness on her face, his originally slightly agitated heart gradually calmed down. He relaxed his expression and looked at the woman who looked like she deserved a beating. His voice was cold and a little bit gritted.
"You think too much. I don't have any bad habits."
Does Fengjiu believe this? The answer is of course no!
So, she moved out while smiling awkwardly: "Actually, I also think you should not have any bad habits. Yingyi also said that you are definitely a good-looking and useful man, otherwise they wouldn't have brought two beauties to you at once, right?"
Hearing this, Ying Yi outside the door burst into tears: My dear, could you please not mention me in everything you say
Lord Yan sat there without moving, tapping the edge of the table with his fingers from time to time. He watched the woman take small steps to the door, then ran out.
"It's getting late, I won't disturb Lord Yan from resting."
As soon as the words were spoken, the person disappeared.
"Shadow One."
Hearing the master calling him in the room, Ying Yi walked in with his head held high: "Master, Master."
"Tell her that I want you to bring two women to sleep with me?" Lord Yan looked at Ying Yi with a half-smile, and he didn't even dare to look up.
"I, I met a ghost doctor at the pavilion. He asked, and I, I..." Cold sweat as big as beads of beans oozed from his forehead, and he could hardly speak.
"Maybe, you also want to stay in Qingfeng Tower for a few days?"
Hearing this, Ying Yi's face turned pale, and he knelt down with a plop: "Master, I am sorry for your crime, but I, your subordinate will never do it again!"
"Go down! If there is a next time, I will not forgive you!" He waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
"Yes." Ying Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up and went out.
After he stepped back, thinking of how that woman avoided him like the plague, he couldn't help but frowned, touched his chin, and thought to himself: Could it be that my appearance is not pleasing to her eyes