It won't be like a swimming snake, coming and entanglement people, and she still remembers those vines tightly tied to Qing Shui, and all it takes is a command from that bastard, and he will disappear from this world forever......

The water in the pond is still so clear and warm, and there is a faint layer of heat floating on it......

There seemed to be that domineering and cold voice in front of me: "Wait for me to take a bath, if I feel comfortable, I will consider letting go of the water ......"

This is Mingchi, the place where she first met that guy from Mutian, but she doesn't know why she suddenly came to Yanyu Villa, I remember that it has been a few months since she came out of Yanyu Villa.

That guy is like a demon, his strength is incalculable, as for what Yanyu Villa may just be an illusion he created, since it is an illusion, it can naturally be at his mercy, what is so strange about coming to his eyes from thousands of miles away.

The heat floating above the pond shrouded everything around it in mist, and even the tranquil moonlight added a bit of misty color.

Walking in here, it seems to warm up a lot. Her face was a little hot from the steaming heat in the bright pool, and her heart was actually a little hot.

The sound of the piano naturally came from the gazebo, which, like the last time I saw it, hung with a long veil, and everything in it was not clear and seemed a little mysterious.

The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bit of mockery in the eyes: I really don't know what the hell this curtain is doing.

If he comes, he will be safe, are you still afraid that he will not succeed? He straightened his chest, and then strode towards the pavilion.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the surroundings suddenly fell into an empty silence, as if this gentle sound of the piano was the soul of this clear soul, the sound of the piano was gone, and the Ming Chi seemed to be no longer the Ming Chi.

"Why don't you come in if you're already here?"

Ziyue almost saw the spooze under the evil bat mask, the thin lips of the corn flower were gently hooked, like a smile but not a smile, but people could feel the chill, and their hearts were unconsciously suffocated.

That face may be as handsome as a flower, but it will never make people feel warm, no matter how charming and magnificent his smile is, but it is still prohibitively alienated and indifferent.

"Don't dare to bother. With a fixed gaze, he stepped onto the gazebo in one step, and then stretched out his hand and lifted the veil.

Behind the veil is a beautiful scenery!

A large and comfortable couch covered with light blue brocade with tassels woven with gold thread hanging from the edges, which are blown by the breeze and swayed lightly, creating light and shadow.

Mu Tian was wearing a pure white profane clothes and lying on the soft couch, supporting his head with one hand, and playing with the strings on the edge of the soft couch with the other, the soft and slender fingers were plucking on the strings, but he didn't touch it, and the feeling of frivolity overflowed the corners of his slightly raised lips, and the curved arc at the corners of his lips was perfect and extremely evil!

The black hair was tied with a white brocade, and the long strands of hair hung down like flowing clouds, some fluttering on the cold white cheeks, and some slightly raised, revealing a handsome atmosphere.

The obscene clothes were just gently tied around the waist with a belt, and his posture made the neckline spread out, and the chest was almost red and fruitful. The moonlight was cold and delicate, shining on his body, his skin exuded a delicate halo like white porcelain, and his broad and white chest did not know how, but it was easy to give people a feeling of imagination.

The hand that was gently swimming on the strings suddenly paused, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, making people feel that he was laughing, but the eyes exposed in the mask were as deep as a deep pool that had been silent for thousands of years, with an undercurrent that people did not dare to approach, therefore, the smile seemed meaningless at all, but felt that it was a piece of cake in the trap, and when you happily bit into it, it was already at an end.

Therefore, when he motioned for her to sit down with his hand on the edge of the couch, she did not move her steps, but said coldly and stubbornly: "I'll just stand, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

His eyes were raised slightly, and he glanced at Ziyue, as traceless as a breeze blowing through leaves......

But Ziyue felt a kind of sharp and cold, and subconsciously clenched the Qilin Sword that she had been holding in her hand, getting close to him was equivalent to getting close to danger, so she had to maintain a high degree of vigilance at all times, even if she lost, she could lose a little more brilliance.

She has never been confident in front of him, and her occasional unwilling resistance is only because of her natural arrogance.

He was in front of her, sometimes a demon with an angelic face, sometimes an angel with a demonic face, she couldn't see through him, she could only look up to him with awe.

"Didn't you stand and I lay down, and I was not made to look up at you? He said unhurriedly, his voice could not be heard with joy or anger, his slender and delicate fingers patted the edges, and his voice was softer than before, but it made people feel the tone of command, "You better sit down, if I don't finish what I have to say, how can you get out of here?"

What did he mean by that? Did he threaten her? She couldn't leave without sitting down today?

The moonlight is like a sprinkled silver light, making the heat of the pond create an ambiguous and ambiguous atmosphere in an instant.

Ziyue didn't know whether to reject him decisively, or compromise as always, her eyes slowly left from the soft couch and floated to the top of the Ming Pond, the Ming Pool under the moonlight was very beautiful, ethereal, like a fairyland......

Soon, the scene of taking a bath with him in the Ming Pool immediately emerged, the perfect figure seemed to have been beautifully carved by an artist, more than a point, less than a little, but the originally vague face was suddenly very clear, cold eyes, a smiling expression......

It seems like it happened yesterday.

Do you even have done such inferior things as serving him in the bath, and are you still taboo to sit beside him? Suddenly, an excuse popped into his mind, and with a slight flash of his eyes, he sat down where he had pointed out.

"You don't want me to take a bath for you this time, do you want me to have a drink with you?" Ziyue said with a cold sneer after sitting down. There was a special fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, if she remembered correctly, it should be the scent of soaphorn, the last time she smelled this fragrance on him on the edge of the Ming Pond, it means that he has just taken a bath.

But how could she have guessed him as a person? He often remembered that he had just finished bathing, couldn't he soak again? Playing with her seemed to be his forte.

In short, staying by his side is like stepping on a landmine on his feet at any time, and every step must be taken carefully.