Mu poured fear in his heart, and his face was still stubborn and refused to bow his head and break free: "Lord Yu, is this going to be strong?

Situ Moran was silent, his eyes were full of coldness, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he stared at Mu Confession frantically, as if he wanted to devour her alive.

Just listening to the sound of "hiss-", the poor white silk coat on Mu Tianqing's body was torn to pieces.

And that unparalleled beautiful and bewitching face quickly caught her pink thin lips.

"Y-hmm" Before she could say anything, the back of her head was tightly clasped, and her body was covered by it, almost unable to move.

He kissed her lips roughly and violently, pried open her resisting teeth, tossed and turned in her mouth, wantonly plundering and attacking, and his big hands began to explore the way down restlessly, with passion wanton and unbridled love.

Mu was shocked in her heart, but her breaking free seemed useless in front of Situ Moran.

The temperature in the house gradually rises, and it is even a little hot.

There was a trace of remorse in her heart, but what was this now? It was the two little guesses he had left her to save him, it was his two little guesses who had wandered on the edge of life and death many times, what was he doing now? Why was she the one who was punished? Why did he do this to her now?

The anger in my heart was extremely strong, accumulating to the verge of exploding immediately.

Suddenly, a pleasant voice pulled back Situ Moran, who was already wild and angry, and a little uncontrollable.

"Sister, I stewed rock sugar bird's nest porridge, you don't eat much at night, do you want to eat some?"

Situ Moran let go of her red and swollen lips, and didn't get up, but was full of emotion, staring at Mu Qianqing, and the violence and cold aura in his eyes did not diminish at all.

Mu looked back coldly, and said in a flat tone: "No." ”

As soon as the words fell, she pushed the shaking Situ Moran down with her hands and feet, and there was a muffled sound on the opposite side of the bed.

Situ Moran snorted, his face a little pale.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Mu Yin anxiously wanted to push the door to see the situation.

Mu poured his eyes on Situ Moran with cold eyes, and said as steadily as possible: "It's okay, you go to bed early, it's Xiao Feng who is making trouble." ”

"Oh!" Mu Yinqing got a positive answer before leaving with some doubts.

The footsteps gradually moved away, Mu Chengqing breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for Mu Yinqing's timely arrival, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable, she glared at Situ Moran on the other side of the bed, got up and left the bed, widening the distance between the two.

At this time, Situ Moran's face was a little pale, his slender jade hand pressed his abdomen, his snow-white robe was stained with a little red, his originally evil handsome face was slightly haggard, and a trace of fishy sweetness flowed out of his mouth along the corners of his mouth.

"Girl-don't leave this king," Situ Moran's slightly trembling and weak voice made Mu Qianqing on the side notice something unusual.

Mu looked back at the person on the bed, this look made her feel shocked, and her eyebrows frowned.

He looked weak at the moment, his eyes as sharp as an eagle dove were lonely, he was strongly supporting his body, his pale and weak face and a pair of bewitching and profound beautiful eyes stared at Mu Qianqing tightly.

Such weakness still couldn't stop the cold and arrogant light flashing in his starry eyes.

The deep dark eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Mu looked at Situ Moran in amazement, and then looked at herself, her strength is impossible to beat Situ Moran to vomit blood and seriously injured, right?

Situ Moran trembled all over his body, his pale face was dripping with cold sweat, and his face was as white as white paper.

He had been silent, his sharp and deep gaze staring at Mu Qianqing.

Suddenly, his slightly trembling figure intensified, and his bloodless cherry lips turned a little purple, and his body shook and fell to the bed.

Mu Qianqing was dragged back from his confusion by the sound, and stepped forward to help the pale Situ Moran: "Hey, Situ Moran, don't scare me? I won't be able to push you so lightly to vomit blood." ”

Situ Moran opened his eyes, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth: "If it weren't for this king, how would you come over?"

"You ——!" Mu poured his anger and pushed away the person he was holding and jumped away from the side of the bed in one step.

At this time, a figure broke through the door, as fast as lightning, and helped Situ Moran, who was about to fall.

This person is Situ Moran's secret guard Mo Li.

Mo Li's eyes were blood-red and staring at Mu Qianqing, as if he was going to cut her with a thousand knives, and roared: "Your Highness is seriously injured, in order to find you, he did not hesitate to use the exposure to kill the guild, and he also endured serious injuries for you to keep running around, making the injury even more severe, you actually treat Your Highness like this, I really don't know why Your Highness likes you, a femme fatale!"

He didn't want to disobey the order, but he really couldn't stand it, and if he didn't come out, he was afraid that their god-like leader would be killed by this unknown woman in front of him.

Even if he was to be punished in the future, he had to show up, and he couldn't let their faith fall so simply.

Mu poured affection, messy, and almost stood aside.

She looked at the sudden appearance of Mo Li stupidly, and her mind responded to the words he roared.

When did Situ Moran get injured? And for her injuries and injuries, killing the guild was his hard work for many years, he really used killing to find her? Why did it become like this?

Mo Li's blood-red eyes glared at Mu Qianqing fiercely, and a line of tears flowed down, he casually raised his hand and wiped it, ready to get up and take his master away from here.

"Cough-cough" Situ Moran made a choking sound, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Mu was stunned!

She stepped forward quickly, half-knelt in front of the bed, and the distress and panic in her eyes overflowed.

Blood stained her neat bed and soaked his white robe.

At the corners of his lips, scarlet blood was still dripping one after another.

The position of his abdomen was red, and the surroundings were as bewitching and strange as the flowers that appeared in her dreams.

A strong smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

Mu was flustered, and he didn't know what to do at all?

I had never seen him like this, which made Mu panic and palpitate.

Mu's eyes gradually rose with moisture, and a tear slipped down the corner of his eye without warning, dripping onto Situ Moran's face, who was already almost unconscious.

She really didn't want to be like this, she really didn't know that he was so badly injured, she didn't mean it, she really wasn't, it was just the anger in her heart that made her say so many ruthless and decisive words.

She regrets it now, deeply regretted it.

She really wanted to tell him in person, he was already able to deeply touch her feelings.

She wanted to sue him, she had him in her heart.

The corners of Mu Qianqing's eyes were moist, and his jade hand touched Situ Moran's pale face

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