For the kind of person who is narcissistic and arrogant, Xuan Ying directly "told" him the answer with facts.

Bang!

The pseudo-"dance music" raised his forehead, and covered his left eye in the next second, revealing only a bright spring apricot eye with a soft line of lust, and the light and beautiful pupils, like a water cage flying fireflies, and the water was a little bit, as if looking at Xuan Ying in surprise and puzzlement, slightly widened, and the roots of the eyelashes were upturned.

"You...... You hit me?! ”

The sound trembled like a sharp plucking of the strings, and the delicate bones seemed to be overwhelmed.

Xuan Ying withdrew her fist and glanced at him very patiently and impatiently, like seeing a fly "buzzing" around a plate of food.

"Well, I did."

The pseudo-"dance music" looked at her unrepentant "That's right, it's just beating you" provocative queen tune, looked at her in a daze for a long time, and then slowly lowered her head.

His shoulders first trembled slightly, like a rain butterfly falling into the rain with a poignant beauty, and then he stretched out a well-proportioned hand like a slender jade carving of a spring bamboo, and pressed half of his face tightly, from the shoulder blades to the waist, abdomen, back, neck, and the entire slender and flexible body, began to vibrate violently for unknown reasons......

Xuan Ying's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, sometimes he could see more things than his eyes could detect by feeling, and there was always a dangerous aura of madness and madness like drunkenness and drowning, which was hidden under the façade of reason in his frivolous disguise.

She stared at him with dark eyes, and secretly assessed: Is he going to tear off the mask and go crazy, or is he sad because he was beaten and triggered some strange switch?

Before she could come to a conclusion, but seeing that he raised his face suddenly, his oblique bewitching eyes were flushed with a layer of watery pink, like a lake of spring water, he opened his arms to her, his wide sleeved robe fluttered in the wind like bright red butterfly wings, and his cheeks were crimson, like a shallow Shi Bo Dai, and his face was pink.

"Hehehe~ So this is what it feels like to be beaten? Hehehehe~"

“……”

Xuan Ying looked at him with a strange smile at first, the five knuckles twisted and crawled on his face, and an excited and sharp trembling voice came out from between his fingers, and the eyes that were accidentally revealed were like moonless nights, the terrifying creatures dormant in the shadows, glowing with ghostly light.

Even Xuan Ying, who was able to sit like a clock and stand like a pine in front of Taishan in front of her, couldn't help but stiffen the corners of her mouth, she had never heard of such a sick and delicate ...... Cheap requirements!

She would love to call the Creator's office and ask who is a pervert like this sick girl who has broken the ground, who is throwing it out of her own hands to harm the world?!

She secretly exhaled a turbid breath, brewed her emotions for a moment, and said coldly, "Listen, although I don't know who you are-"

"Hehehe~ Babies are really bad~ Didn't you just introduce yourself? I'm Maile Oh...... "pseudo" Wule" interrupted Xuan Ying's words, lowered his hand, his eyes slightly towards his sideburns, his lips opened and closed as if they were stained with blood, and his tone was still extremely excited.

"Shut up! But if you want to follow me, keep your mouth shut! Xuan Ying ignored his words and finished his words directly.

"Shut up? Yes~"

He stepped on two long bare legs, and came up, his fading brown eyes and glassy eyes swirling and spinning like red wine drunk. As if some kind of bewitching bewitchment, his eyes shone with a dazzling brilliance, which was charming and delicate, making people almost feel that he had a demon spell.

Xuan Ying met this kind of man for the first time.

Because of a moment of being annoyed, Xuan Ying was pecked by him like a bird without mercy, and plucked her straight lips.

Xuan Ying was accidentally stunned by his "sneak attack".

"You ......"

"I~?" The dancer raised her eyebrows, a pair of antelope-like light brown eyes, seemingly innocent and innocent, crooked, soft, with long tendon hair like two brushes, her face reflected in her smiling eyes, like a circle on the rippling spring water, with a charm that made people unguarded, and wanted to "sneak attack" again.

However, this time he miscalculated, his slender neck like a crane was grabbed by Xuan Ying's five fingers like steel, and he pushed back.

"It seems that you don't understand what you said, since the negotiation broke down, then let's 'talk' in another way......" Xuan Ying stared at his eyes, the black pupils that had been calm and deep were covered with a layer of cold stars, and the prismatic eyes showed a fierce atmosphere: "You, yes, want, die, still, yes, want, live?" ”

Xuan Ying usually doesn't have much temper, but this doesn't mean how good her temper is, otherwise she wouldn't have secretly cut off one of his kidneys at night after others offended her.

However, no matter how big the depression is, when she sees the next scene, she has a kind - if she is serious with a madman, she will lose.

This is a madman, Xuan Ying has never been confirmed at such a moment.

He was choked by her neck, he couldn't breathe at all, his normal complexion gradually changed from red to purple, and his lips were pale, but he didn't resist or attack back, even if his body suddenly erupted with condensed killing intent almost like an ocean, and it was almost suffocating.

He turned his head with difficulty, and under Xuan Ying's incomprehensible gaze, his demonic eyes smiled straight at her, stretched out a long scarlet tongue, and licked the back of her hand with an ambiguous and dangerous posture.

There was no fear, no fear, no nervousness in his eyes, only a perverted trembling, excitement and eager anticipation, as if he really expected that she would do something rougher to him, more exciting to him.

"Ahem, baby, kill, kill me......"

The hoarse voice slowly and difficult to squeeze out of his throat and mouth, the suffocating sound, the sound that came from the throat, but surprisingly sexy, he hooked his lips and chuckled, and his long, charming eyes revealed a strange light, like an evil black butterfly flapping its wings.

Xuan Ying's eyes were fixed on the wet marks on the back of his hand, and he suddenly felt nauseous, and hurriedly pushed him away.

The strength is definitely not light, the pseudo-"dance music" staggered, the purple and red texture of the soft silk like a cloud of wide robes fluttered in the wind, he bent his back, stroked the injured throat, first chuckled in a low voice, and then he straightened up, his long hair rose like a demon, and set off the charming face flawlessly, under the sun, he exuded suffocating beauty, he muttered in a show-off tone: "I know the way, hahahaha~ You are reluctant to ......"

Sick! Xuan Ying saw a dinosaur confess to the lizard, and his expression drifted for a few seconds...... And it's the kind that is terminally ill and incurable!

Just now she seemed to be thinking about using it, and she would do something about it...... Now measuring the level of patience she can bear, Xuan Ying decided to give up resolutely, she thought that if she continued to endure it, she would either kill him out of control or be rubbed off by him a layer of skin called Shame Festival, no matter how she thought about it, it was extremely uneconomical, she decided to turn around and leave, the speed of leaving this time was definitely not ordinary thunder.

"Wow~Baby, let's play a fun and exciting game, okay~?"

For the name he changed every time, Xuan Ying only replied to him with two words:!

She didn't stop, but she didn't block out her hearing.

And the pseudo-"dance music" also knew that she was listening, a hoarse and low voice like a beast and as ambiguous as a cello, lingering on his lips: "Don't you want to know the content of the game?" The name of the game is ...... Whose hands will the shaking light of the Seven Sects of Teng Snake end up in......"

Xuan Ying's footsteps faltered, and her body suddenly changed, and she turned her head suddenly: "What do you mean?" ”

In whose hands will it end up? Did he say it because he knew what to say, or did he deliberately provoke it......

Seeing that Xuan Ying was interested in his topic, he turned around, and the pseudo "Wule" suddenly became overjoyed, and he had to teleport and snuggle up inch by inch, and the figure that was clearly taller and more toned than her actually wanted to learn from the little bird and leaned on her shoulder.

"It means...... You have to give benefits, I'll tell you. He was a big man who was coquettish with a little girl, and his lips became hot, rubbing against the weak, white skin of her ears, and his sensitive neck was covered with a layer of crimson from the warm air that he exhaled unconsciously.

The body's instinctive reaction couldn't be stopped, but she was able to keep herself as if nothing happened, her bandaged face, and her eyes became sharp in vain, what kind of eyes were this: cold, stiff. It is so terrible to have the eyes of a dead sheep after slaughter.

The pseudo-"dance music" stiffened, slowly straightened up the body that was always like a boneless soft snake, staring at the eyes that were still empty without any impurities even if they were awe-inspiring with murderous intent, and shamefully excited again, the fingertips of the pink trembled slightly, and even a hidden part began to swell.

But this time he disguised his reaction very well, just like a mentally ill person who wants to live a normal and happy life in society, instead of being escorted to Qingshan or some other psychiatric hospital for forced treatment, must restrain or suppress some mutated elements in his body and pretend to be an ordinary race.

Looking at her questioning eyes, he knew that she was accusing him of deception in the last lavender incident, so his mouth was deflated, slightly aggrieved and like a cunning fox who lured the little rabbit into a trap, raised three fingers and swore an oath, and said mournfully: "The baby doesn't believe me, it's so sad, but this time, I will never lie to anyone, if the baby doesn't believe it, I will definitely die because of your distrust, my heart will be broken into a seven-petal rose~"

Xuan Ying can be regarded as seeing through his essence, he is an extremely capricious person, one second he is tender and sweet to you, or the next second he is strange, they can sincerely deceive people in the last second, and the next second may be casually honest.

Who knows what the way is? Maybe the habit of hiding one's true heart, whether it is true or not, is completely random with the mood and mood.

This kind of person is elusive and even more difficult to control.

Xuan Ying was silent, she may have been too impulsive just now, she remembered a perverted creature in a mental hospital in her previous life, the more you care about him, the tighter he sticks to you, the more intense emotions you show in front of him, the more excited he will be, so she decided to change her strategy and be cold to him.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

He glanced at him blandly and continued to leave unwaveringly.

If she takes advantage of him for nothing, she will be really funny.

"Ahh was disrupted by her unreasonable playing of cards, and he didn't care, but smiled and said: "For example, the one named Hua Quan~"

“……”

No, that'...... "Dance Music~"

Hey? It's not him, no wonder he's so indifferent to his face.

The thirteen horsemen of the Eastern Emperor must not be it, so there is only one person left...... "jealous~"

Xuanying's footsteps froze.

The pseudo-"dance music" said that the smile was insidious and contented, and there was a vague discomfort that could not be clearly distinguished, and he stroked his lips: "Oh, it turned out to be jealousy? But this tree man stump formation has already broken you all up, he doesn't understand the formation, it may be difficult to get out of the formation with brute force alone, so...... Cute and charming porcelain doll, do you want to find him? ”

He smiled innocently at her, his eyes were full of meaning, a faint blush stained his stunning face, bowed down slightly, and when he was at eye level with her, he took her hand and kissed the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "Maybe, I can help you~"

"Before that, should you tell me who you really are?"

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Ahhh But, woo...... He can't stop writing for Mao, and the next chapter will definitely bring His Highness Jealousy out to attack...... I've been a little tired lately, and the number of words is very small, so I'll try to work hard tomorrow on vacation!

*Note, note on the sick Jiao.

Sick Jiao, a term used in the ACG world, is mostly used by otaku, in a narrow sense, it refers to the personality traits of those who have a good impression of the opposite sex and are in a state of shyness, and in a broad sense, it refers to the personality traits of people who develop feelings with others in a state of mental illness. Characters with the character trait of sick and delicate usually have strong emotions and obsessions that ordinary people cannot understand and agree with about a certain phenomenon, and use this as a motivation to make extreme behaviors such as excessive love, exclusivity, self-harm, and hurting others, which usually cause tragic consequences.