It's a pity that it didn't hit where she wanted to hit.

Her punch was abrupt, coupled with the proximity of Jimo's distance, it stands to reason that this punch will not miss.

But Jimo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and his palms spread out in front of him.

When Tsuki's gentle hand slammed over, he raised his hand to block it.

At the same time, the five fingers were brought together, completely enveloping the light fist of the moon, and at the same time, the body leaned back, dragging the moon gently in the direction where he was.

Looking at the person who was getting closer and closer to his chest, the corners of Jimo's mouth curled, and a smile climbed up his eyebrows.

He raised his other hand and lowered it towards Tsuki's back, as if he wanted to hold Tsukizuki into his arms.

Under his tugging, Yueqing's body completely lost its balance, getting closer and closer to him, the waterfall of black hair slid down to his chest, and the refreshing fragrance penetrated into his nose, and the stunning face that was all within reach made Jimo's heart suddenly skip a beat.

"Light girl......" he muttered, clenching Yueqing's fist even tighter, and the distance between the two narrowed again.

Just as his hand was about to fall to Yueqing's back, his chest suddenly sank.

Jimo's body suddenly tensed.

"Bang"

The pain spread to the whole body somewhere below the lower abdomen.

Jimo snorted, the strength of his hand loosened, and the person he dragged took this opportunity to break free, the warmth and smoothness of his palm made him can't help but clench his fist, and the next moment he felt a whirlwind of the world.

His leaning back body was pulled up, flipped in mid-air and smashed to the ground.

"Jimo, do you really want me to die?" Yue looked at him coldly and said coldly.

Jimo lay on his back on the ground, and only after the pain somewhere in his body gradually subsided did he let go of the breath he was holding.

He put his hands behind his back, propped himself up, stared at Yue's knees under the hem of his skirt, and said, "I really didn't expect that the light girl would use such a bad move." ”

"Do you need a gentleman to deal with the three promiscuous people?" Yue gently patted the somewhat wrinkled skirt and replied without changing her face.

"Looks like I'm going to have to re-evaluate the light girl!" Jimo stood up with a smile, only a slight tug, and the pain that had finally weakened became severe again.

He took a breath of cold air and chose a comfortable standing position, but it looked very weird.

The men present looked at Yue lightly with complicated expressions.

This kind of move of "flirting with yin legs", even they men can't use it, I didn't expect that the light girl, who has always been noble and cold like a fairy, actually used it so skillfully and without changing her face.

As soon as they remembered the "bang" they heard in the morning, they all involuntarily clamped their legs.

The rhythm of the goddess turning into a female hooligan in a second.

"That's what I'm going to say to you." Yue raised her hands indifferently, and there were fire lotuses blooming on her slender fingers, and the firelight gradually wrapped her fingers, and then spread from her ten fingers to her whole body.

Is this to be cleaned with a flame?

Everyone's eyes moved to Jimo, and sure enough, they saw a blackened face.

"Light girl, we still have a lot of time to get along, and there will always be times when you are helpless in front of me." Jimo was still reminiscing about the feeling when he grabbed Yue Qingqing's fist, and Yue Qing was actually cleansing, like he was some kind of plague.

He treats her like a treasure, she treats him like dung, how does this obvious contrast make him happy?