The heavy blow turned into rubbing, and the silky touch of the skin transmitted from her fingers made Wen Jinru even more irritated, her heart was ruthless, and she raised her foot to use the anti-pervert killing technique in her previous life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Mo Yucheng is unfathomable, and the so-called kung fu that Wen Jin was proud of in his previous life is just a fist embroidered leg in him.

I saw the fingers of his left hand move slightly, and he gently recited two incantations in his mouth, and Wen Jinru had been bound by white silk.

Picking up Wen Jinru by the waist, at this time, Mo Yucheng was also in the mood to kiss Fang Ze, took a deep look at the woman's pretty face full of anger and disdain, and summoned the maid Long Yu: "Send Xiaorou back to her room and serve her well."

"Yes!" Long Yu responded in a clear voice and took over Wen Jinru.

Mo Yucheng returned to his room, his anger still unquenchable: "This woman with eyes and no beads! This seat is a dragon among people both in appearance and inside, and she is disgusted with this, it is really hateful, I must make her not good......"

A simple word "death" suddenly could not be said: "No! This woman shouldn't have let her die! I should let her be my slave for the rest of my life! ”

"Slave, no, she should be pampered......"

Thinking of this, Mo Yucheng suddenly came back to his senses: "What's wrong with me?" Could it be that I really have feelings for her? ”

"That's not right! It must be because of Ke Minshuo. ”

Ke Minshuo has always been a thorn in Mo Yucheng's heart.

It's just that Wen Jinru was full of disgust with herself from the beginning.

Although she tried her best to hide it, Mo Yucheng knew that she had always hated him.

"People who have seen the true face of this seat say that this seat is handsome and extraordinary, like a god, why does Wen Jinru not like it since she saw herself, is it because she has become ugly recently?"

As soon as Mo Yucheng's fingers moved, the south wall became a full-page mirror.

Mo Yucheng looked at it fixedly, and saw that the man in the mirror had hair like thick ink, his body was like a jade tree, his smooth and white face was slanted with handsome eyebrows, bright eyes were deep, the bridge of his nose was high, and his thin lips were sexy......

Handsome.

Even if it is compared with Ke Minshuo, it is even better.

Could it be the clothes?

I often say that I'm cool in black, but it's a little scary.

Could it really scare her?

"Someone! Prepare some clothes for me other than black. ”

"Yes!"

Leaning slightly, the five-colored costumes were delivered.

Mo Yucheng stared at the clothes on the table for a long time, chose a white shirt to change into, still wearing the black pants he liked, and walked towards Wen Jinru's room.

Wen Jin, who couldn't untie the silk and had to give up, was sitting on the bed in a daze at this moment, knowing that Mo Yucheng was coming in, and he didn't even bother to move his eyes.

Mo Yucheng walked to the side of the bed, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Xiaorou, do you think I look good in this white dress?"

Wen Jinru pursed her lips and ignored him.

"Xiaorou, you tell me, and I'll loosen the tie for you."

"Beautiful!" Rolling her eyes, Wen Jinru didn't look at it and said a perfunctory sentence.

"You haven't even seen it, it's not sincere!"

Although he didn't know what Mo Yucheng was playing, Wen Jinru raised his drooping eyes when he thought that there was nothing to lose by looking at him, maybe he might really loosen the tie.

Then, a world-shattering face came into her eyes.

"It's beautiful!" In her previous life, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Don't you like wearing black? How to change to white, don't say, white suits you very well. ”

Indeed, the pure white has effectively cushioned Mo City's overly gloomy temperament and made people feel much more comfortable.

"Do you like that?" Mo Yucheng was very happy in his heart, his eyes were full of stars, and his smile was bright.

"You look good when you smile!" It's best to treat questions that are not easy to answer, and talk about him left and right.

Mo Yucheng smiled: "You don't like it?"

"I can't talk about whether I like it or not......"

"That's not what you like?"

"Maybe I haven't liked it yet." Seeing that Mo Yucheng had a tendency to go berserk, Wen Jin said this like an idea, and then immediately heard the sound of his own discipline shattering.

"I haven't liked ...... yet," Mo Yucheng muttered to himself, instantly turning anger into laughter. Sitting low on the bed, with his hand raised, the silk silk tied to Wen Jinru was gone.

"Roumei, I'll make you like me." Mo Yucheng was affectionate, but Wen Jinru wanted to vomit, and said in her heart: "Neuropathy!" I like ghosts and I won't like you. ”

"Sister Rou, you have a good rest first, I'll come when I go."

Dear, don't come if you go, okay?

After Wen Jinru saw Mo Yucheng leave, she tidied up a little and wanted to go out, but found that the door could not be opened.

Ni Coal, why is it so difficult to escape from marriage?

Mo Yucheng returned to his room: "Long Di, how do you say you can make a woman like you?"

"This, Your Excellency, I don't have any experience, why don't my subordinates inquire now?"

"Hmmm! The more detailed, the better! ”

After Long Di left, he thought that he was actually distracted by an ordinary woman, and Mo Yucheng, who had always been conceited, was inexplicably annoyed in his heart: "I actually like Ke Minxuan's woman, do I really like her?" Or did I just happen to start thinking about women? ”

"I'm twenty-three years old, it's normal to think about women, you don't like me, there are women around me." Mo Yucheng's heart moved, and he remembered the maid Long Xin, who had always liked to peek at him.

"Dragonheart!"

"Yes!" Long Xin, who was somewhat similar to Wen Jinru's body shape, immediately appeared in front of Mo Yucheng, and the pretty girl looked at her god-like master with a look of adoration.

"Kiss me!" The master is still as majestic as ever, but ......

"Ahh Your Excellency, you ...... I ...... "The dragon's heart is happy and afraid, and his heart is surging."

God knows how much she wants to be close to her master, but the master's angry appearance......

"What? Unwilling? Mo Yucheng became more and more angry.

No matter what, if you can kiss the master, Long Xin is willing to die.

Long Xin walked up to her master, stood on tiptoe, and kissed her master's perfect chin with her delicate pink lips.

The height is not good enough, can I hook your neck, master? If you don't say it, I don't dare.

saw Mo Yucheng frown in disgust, glared at her viciously for a few seconds, and waved his hand: "You go out!"

Somewhat inexplicable but also satisfied, Long Xin walked out of the room quickly.

Mo Yucheng sat at the head of the bed and thought for a while, then called a maid: "Long Yue."

"Yes!" The mature and charming dragon moon appeared in response.

Long Yue has always been Mo Yucheng's most appreciated maid, and unlike Long Xin's obedience, Long Yue has a lot of personality.

This is very similar to Wen Jinru.

"Long Yue, please me." Mo Yucheng was still gentle this time, but Long Yue was almost shocked by his words, although she was the master's dead man, but she was older than the master She had put a heart on Long Meng.

A woman's heart is difficult to take back if she is released.

But the master's order must not be disobeyed, otherwise don't talk about himself, Long Meng may also be implicated.

In desperation, Long Yue pretended to be happy and walked towards Mo Yucheng.

Mo Yucheng saw the same camouflage expression on Long Yue's face as Wen Jinru, and he was even more interested.

Long Yue walked to the side of the bed, sat down next to Mo Yucheng, and began to unbutton his clothes with trembling little hands.

The skin on Mo Yucheng's chest was touched by the woman's warm fingertips from time to time.

It's just that he didn't get excited because of this, but he began to miss Wen Jinru madly, missing her eyebrows, missing her white eyes, and missing the touch of her soft little hands.

"It's not true!" Mo Yucheng roared, holding back his disgust for Long Yue's body and pressed Long Yue under him violently, while tearing her shirt hard, he didn't believe that he would have no feelings for women other than Wen Jinru.

"It's over!" Long Yue, whose coat was torn off, looked desperate.

When Mo Yucheng tore off Long Yue's shirt, the disgust in his heart had exploded, and he couldn't hold back the feeling of wanting to vomit and got up, but he saw the despair and disgust on Long Yue's face.

"You dare to hate me!" Mo Yucheng raised his palm and struck at the top of Long Yue's head with his eyes closed on the bed.