This shameless look was too terrifying, and the deep phoenix eyes were tinged with a hint of scarlet. The evil spirit of red and black is combined, and the waves are flowing, like a whirlpool sucking people's souls. People can't look him in the eyes at all, but that doesn't mean that she can't borrow external forces to hypnotize him, and see how she will repay this man a hundred times the previous shame.

Ran Xue smiled happily in her heart, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became.

A pair of bright eyes flickered, and the seductive rose-colored lips were slightly curved, revealing a delicate crystalline color, like a ripe cherry.

When the white fingertips touched, they tapped the red lips that were remembered by someone.

The phoenix evil Adam's apple rolled down obviously, and the narrow eyes were deep and not low, but the corners of the mouth hooked up a strong arc of demonic evil. "This king can't read, but he can do."

Hypnosis, for people who are more careful in thinking and more defensive, will not play any role at all, not to mention that Feng Xie is good at using the art of soul dementoring on people, and only then can he control the minds of others and put people to death.

Ran Xuexiao's small action, in his eyes, has become a fatal **.

He smiled lowly, pressed the back of her head with his big palm, and kissed her pink lips

"Damn." Ran Xue smiled and opened her eyes, viciously squeezed out two words from between her teeth, her red lips were tightly pressed by the man, and she couldn't say it completely.

How can she have a kind of self-inflicted rhythm, this holy land, no man can touch it. When I thought of this man who was close at hand, he gnawed on her delicate lips without pity, which made her hurt.

Ran Xue smiled and felt an urge to kill him.

The poignant moonlight sprinkled on her and Feng Xie, wanton white, arrogant red, the two of them danced with the wind, the slightest entanglement, if you ignore the eyes that are so sharp that they seem to penetrate a dead faceless, the expression of a person, in the eyes of outsiders, this picture is very beautiful.

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In the study, the flickering candlelight projected Jun Aotian's lonely figure onto the wall, smearing a layer of mystery. He sat quietly in his chair, no one else but him.

'Squeak'

The closed study door was pushed open, and a slender figure slowly stepped in, and then it was closed again.

"Aotian." The crispy and soft and charming voice spilled softly from Yun Shutan's mouth.

The gentle call made the brush in Jun Aotian's hand stunned for a moment, and he raised his eyes to look directly at the people who appeared in the study.

Yun Shu's cheeks burned red, and he didn't know if he was blown red by the cold wind on the way here, or he felt shy when he thought of what Ran Xuexiao had taught. She bit her lower lip, and after a few struggles, her slender index finger slowly ripped off the cloak from her body.

"Aotian, Shu'er misses you so much." Yun Shu's soul-numbing and beautiful sound was like a pebble, thrown into Jun Aotian's heart lake, stirring up a thousand splashes. His long, narrow eyes were scorching. Staring at the woman standing in front of her, the scarlet condensed in an instant.

"Who made you dress like this?" Words as cold as iron and stone popped out of his thin cold lips.

The temperature of the air also dropped to a negative value suddenly, and although her beauty at the moment made him scream somewhere, the words in his mouth were still as cold and ruthless as ever.

Recently, the concubine not only lacks love, but also lacks heart. Every day, when I look at the beauties bubbling, I look at them like cross-eyed