Nan Yan couldn't hear his voice at all, she could only feel the strong chest, strong arms, and a man.

"Let go of me. She struggled hard.

Zhou Muchen tightened his arms, lowered his eyes, and looked at her face closer.

He deliberately lowered his head slightly, and sprayed his breath ambiguously on her face: "The big and small families of the Nan family are still the same as before, they are all arrogant, they are already crippled, and they dare to say such things without shame." But I'm curious, how are you, who can't see or hear, kill me?"

"Let go of me!"

Nan Chen's slender left hand finally broke free and immediately hit him.

Zhou Muchen's big hand easily grabbed her.

"Do you want to kill me with this hand that can only play the piano?" he deliberately broke Nan Chen's hand in reverse.

Nan Chen's brow furrowed.

Zhou Muchen smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, his lips were close to her ear, and he rubbed and said, "I'm right in front of you, you come to kill me." ”

As soon as the words fell, Nan Chen seemed to be able to hear it, and his right leg suddenly lifted, and his knee hit his vital point accurately.

Zhou Muchen took a step back and narrowly escaped.

Nan Chen took advantage of his attention to focus on the lower plate, and his hand suddenly reversed, breaking free of his grip, and then his fingers immediately poked into his eyes. Her every movement was so precise that it was as if her eyes could see. If it is an ordinary person, they will subconsciously dodge backwards again, and the distance will be wider, and Nanchen can take the opportunity to completely break free and escape, but unfortunately...... He met Zhou Muchen.

Zhou Muchen looked at her fingers and was about to poke her eyes, but she still smiled, calmly shot again, grabbed her hand firmly, locked her hands behind her, and put her whole body against his body.

"It's worthy of being taught by Qing Xuan, and his counterattack ability is very good, but you forgot, even Qing Xuan didn't win against me. ”

Nan Zhen is still struggling hard.

There was no panic or fear on her face, only an energy that refused to admit defeat.

Exactly the same as before.

With such a face and such an expression, it can always easily provoke Zhou Muchen's sadistic heart.

He grabbed the back of her head with one free hand and kissed her on the upper lip.

Nan Chen's lips were tightly closed.

Zhou Muchen forcibly moved her body, forcing her feet to fall back in front of Zhou Zeyin's tombstone.

Nan Chen's heel tripped over something, and the whole person fell on the stone platform of the tombstone, and his back ached.

Suddenly, she felt a chill all over.

She is very sensitive to distance, and if memory serves, this is Zhou Zeyin's tombstone.

She finally opened her mouth: "Please...... Don't ...... here."

Zhou Muchen finally stopped moving.

Nan Chen's face became pitiful, his voice was even more trembling, and tears hung on his eyes: "As long as you are not here, you can do whatever you want." ”

She trembled so much that Zhou Muchen was moved.

Nan Chen felt as if he agreed, sat up cautiously, stood up, and then stretched out his hand uneasily, grabbed the corner of his suit, and lowered his blank eyes, as if he had told him that he could go now.

Zhou Muchen is not a person who pities fragrance and jade, especially for her.

He admired her expression for a moment before stepping away.

Nan Chen felt him move and stretched out his back towards Zhou Muchen.

A burst of electricity entered from Zhou Muchen's lower back, instantly paralyzing his whole body, making him kneel on one knee without strength.

Nan Zhen took the opportunity to escape.

Zhou Muchen looked at her thin back, as if he saw her again.

Something similar.

She turned around halfway through and grimaced at him mischievously, smugly, "Stupid." ”