Putting down the hand holding the door panel, his face was light, "I don't have any identity, those are just masters hired in the black market, they are purely pretending, hehe!" ”

Jun Mochen stared at her playful little face, frowning, as if hesitating whether to believe her or not, but it is useless to say this now, and when it is clear, according to this Nizi's stubborn nature, she will definitely not take the initiative to tell herself.

That's it, it seems that I have to trouble Gong Yujin to check it out in person!

Slowly smoothing the wrinkles on her robe, she smiled gently, but she was secretly cunning, and the fox-like cunning light flashed away, and she was startled and screamed with lightning speed.

glared at Jun Mochen angrily, "Are you sick?" ”

"Yes......" Jun Mochen raised his lips, leaned over and almost pressed his whole face against hers, and exhaled ambiguously, "You are my antidote, now, take medicine!" ”

Saying that, he took a step with long legs, stepped into the dormitory, brought his feet to the door, and threw Ling Ziran on the bed, Ling Ziran rolled, and before he could sit up, he was pressed on the couch by Jun Mochen, and his two bare hands were imprisoned by him, and his feet were pressed, and he couldn't move at all.

Ling Ziran was annoyed and ashamed, glaring at Jun Mochen fiercely, like an angry little beast, grinning his teeth, almost growing two fangs to gnaw on his flesh!

"Let go!" Ling Ziran roared!

"Don't let go." Stand footsquare.

"Do you want to let go?" Ling Ziran took a deep breath and held back to keep her temper from exploding.

Jun Mochen hooked his lips and smiled, his thumb gently tossed her lips, and the already delicate lip color was made even more delicate by him.

Suddenly, Ling Ziran smiled strangely, his knees arched without hesitation, and then with the sound of Jun Mochen gasping for air, Ling Ziran slipped away from under Jun Mochen.

Cold sweat broke out on Jun Mochen's forehead, Jun's face was covered with haze, he endured the pain and got out of bed two or three steps to catch up with Ling Ziran, grabbed her wrist violently, tightened it hard, she spun around, and fell into his arms.

Seeing that he was in a cold sweat from pain, Ling Ziran was embarrassed for a moment, and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?" Do you want me to go to the Imperial Doctor? ”

"No need!" Jun Mochen felt that the pain eased a little, and clasped her head in his arms, Ling Ziran's old face turned red, and her little heart pounded uncontrollably.

Smelling the faint fragrance of Long Yanxiang on his body, he felt extremely relieved, couldn't help but close his eyes, and rubbed comfortably, but he didn't expect this rub to be on fire.

It was dark in front of me, I felt dizzy, and then the whole person was pressed on the bed, and it was over, but I still couldn't escape the fate of being ravaged!

***

In the dark space again, a beam of moonlight mischievously penetrated through an open-air window, shining on the masked man, not reducing the coldness but adding a bit of gloom.

The woman with a mask stretched out of her leotard stood aside, a hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes, and a thick baritone sounded in a small space, and the empty space actually echoed.

"I didn't expect the Dog Emperor's woman to still hide her power, hum! What a surprise! ”

The woman's delicate voice was sharp and harsh, "Dad, it's better to solve the Ling Zi dye as soon as possible, and save our good things!" "Hmph, in fact, she also has selfish intentions, if that woman doesn't get rid of it for a day, she will be unwilling for a day!

Yu Ye slowly turned around, squinted his eyes full of calculation, raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently, "Daughter, don't be anxious, now is not the time." ”

"Got it, Dad, my daughter went down first." Although she was dissatisfied, she didn't dare to say another word.

Stepping out of this oppressive space, breathing in the fresh air outside, sweeping away the haze, the afterglow swept to a corner, and restrained his expression, "Come out, don't hide." ”

Hearing the sound, a tuft of grass made a sound of surprise, and Han Jiang lowered his head and clenched his fists with a hint of unnaturalness on his face, "Miss." ”

She hugged her chest with her hands, her face under the mask did not show a trace of emotion, and her glamorous lips pursed lightly, "Say, what do you follow me?" ”

Han Jiang still kept his head down, "The subordinates just want to protect Miss!" ”

"That's it...... Nothing more? There was a hint of tentative in her tone.

Han Jiang is neither arrogant nor humble, "That's it!" ”

"Forget it, you don't have to follow me anymore." She waved her hand impatiently and leaped away.

Han Jiang hesitated in place for a while, but decided to follow.