Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and quickly said in surprise, "Young Master Mu, why are you?"

It's Mu Yanfeng.

Mu Yanfeng stepped forward and gently helped Jun Xiqing up, "This is a small clan near the Holy Maiden Clan, our Mu family is engaged in oil development here, I happened to come here to inspect, but I didn't expect to see you faint on the grassland, I rescued you." ”

Jun Xiqing was very grateful, "Young Master Mu, thank you." ”

"No thanks, I've already asked my husband here to bandage you, you exercise less, don't touch the water, cultivate more, and the wound will heal slowly." ”

"Good. ”

Jun Xiqing lifted the quilt and got out of bed slowly.

Her feet fell to the ground, her shoes were on, and she had just stood up when a heartfelt pain in her shoulder suddenly came, and she slid to the ground.

"Xiqing, be careful!"

Mu Yanfeng quickly stretched out his hand and hugged Jun Xiqing with a full embrace.

The girl's delicate body was as soft as bones, and it also exuded a faint girlish fragrance, and Mu Yanfeng stiffened.

Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and found that she and Mu Yanfeng's handsome face were close at hand.

Even, as soon as she came closer, her red lips would touch his.

The posture is ambiguous.

Thinking of the scene in the movie hall, he reacted to her, and Jun Xiqing's palm-sized little face quickly turned red.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

Two small hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him away, "Young Master Mu..."

Mu Yanfeng looked at her, her little face was sickly pale, her slender feather trembled and trembled, more beautiful than the wings of a butterfly and a cicada, she was very pitiful in her illness, and the beautiful water lotus flower made people infinitely pitiful.

Mu Yanfeng gently hugged her slender waist, "Xiqing, I like you very much, let's get married, right?"

We... Get married, right?

Jun Xiqing's agile pupils shrank suddenly, shocked, this Young Master Mu actually proposed to her?

"I—" She didn't know what to say.

At this time, a low magnetic voice sounded in his ears, with a bit of gloomy sarcasm, "Last time I bumped into your adultery, this time I didn't come, you are going to get married?"

Jun Xiqing raised her eyes and saw that there was a long and straight body standing by the door, and Lu Yeming came.

He arrived.

The man stood against the light of the morning light, and his facial features like a crown of jade were sculpted with a bright yellow halo, dazzling and heartbeat.

He stood there, his deep phoenix eyes falling on her palm-sized face.

The eyes are facing each other.

Mu Yanfeng was still hugging Jun Xiqing's soft waist, and he looked at Lu Yeming, "It turned out to be President Lu, I like Xiqing, and I am proposing to Xiqing." ”

Lu Yeming hooked his thin lips, and his narrow eyebrows overflowed with a cold evil, he was born with a sense of condescending eyes, and he was the king of the audience.

"Young Master Mu, did I tell you, my woman, you can't touch it. ”

Mu Yanfeng's eyes suddenly changed.

At this time, a strong wind struck, and no one saw how Lu Yeming made a move, and in the blink of an eye, he reached over like lightning, and his long arm clasped Jun Xiqing's slender waist and pulled it hard.

In the next second, Jun Xiqing's delicate body fell into Lu Yeming's arms with a sturdy and thin flower.

Hiss.

Jun Xiqing snorted in pain, and her wound was torn again.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yeming looked at her with lowered eyes.

"You hit my wound!" Jun Xiqing glared at him angrily.

"Who told you to seduce men everywhere for me outside, provoke these rotten peach blossoms, and when I die?"

Lu Yeming reached out and pressed the wound on her shoulder.

“…”

Jun Xiqing was angry and bit his hand.

She bit very hard, like a fried kitten opening its small mouth, revealing its cute little tiger teeth, and quickly bit out a circle of delicate tooth marks on his hand.

She also bit him out and bled out.

Lu Yeming's eyes sank, his long and straight body lowered, and kissed her little face, "Good, don't be angry." ”

His deep voice was slightly hoarse, indescribably sultry.

“…”

Jun Xiqing let go of his hand and smashed his fist at him.

Lu Yeming stretched out his healthy arm and hugged her whole in his arms, rubbing her soft and fragrant body as he imagined before, eager to rub her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, Qingqing, I'm late..."

Jun Xiqing's eyes were red, and her two little hands hung down, holding him weakly.

Mu Yanfeng on the side looked at this scene, he was like an outsider, and he couldn't get into the world of these two people at all.

Mu Yanfeng walked out.

……

At this time, someone came from outside, and a familiar voice came, "Lord, the scenery here is very beautiful, let's stay here for two days." ”

It's Oriental Ruoli.

Dongfang Ruoli and the fake Lu Yeming are here.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her hand and pushed Lu Yeming away.

Lu Yeming looked at her deeply, then put on a human-skin mask and peaked cap, and turned into Aga again.

"President Jun, it was such a coincidence that I met you here. ”

Dongfang Ruoli saw Jun Xiqing's eyes light up, and she looked at the "wealthy" Ah Jia again.

She hated it for a while, and that night she put down her body to seduce this lowly Aga, but was interrupted by Jun Xiqing.

If Jun Xiqing didn't interrupt, this Aga would definitely be obsessed with her.

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Agar with a spring on her face.

At this time, someone said, "Lord, Queen, there is a Songkran Festival in the clan today, let's go play together." ”

……

As far as the eye can see, the unmarried boys and girls of the clan splash water in the river, and the most handsome boys and the prettiest girls are splashed with the most water.

Aga came to the river, he was dressed in black and was quite low-key, but there was a clean and indifferent temperament around him, and the girls in the river looked at him secretly and quickly blushed.

I don't know which daring girl threw water on him, and then more and more girls poured it on him.

The black trousers clinged to his body, revealing his muscular chest and perfectly tight waistline.

The black belt around his waist was tied, and he couldn't look down, and he was abstinent.

Aga's figure is not the exaggerated type of a fitness trainer, but it has a noble and perfect S-curve.

Jun Xiqing couldn't touch the water, she could only sit on a big rock, and her two snow-white little feet lit some cool water, which was extremely comfortable.

She looked sideways at Agha, who was besieged by a group of girls, and she saw his sideways lines, tsk, crisp and powerful shoulder blades, concave waist, buttocks more upturned than women, and long jade standing by the river, which made the girls chirp and blush their hearts.

Jun Xiqing whistled badly.

Hearing the whistle, Aga looked sideways at her, his deep gaze lingering on her snow-white little feet, and there was a silhouette under his pants.