Chapter 6: Throwing Directly into the Pond (1)

In the dark, Mu Lingjiu quietly leaned sideways, looking coldly at the uninvited guest who smashed the roof of her house through the light purple bed veil.

Di Qianchen realized that he was being watched by a beam of eyes, and through the bed veil, he vaguely saw that the woman on the bed was looking at him, and Di Qianchen, who was watching, inexplicably felt a chill coming.

At this time, there was a violent knock on the door from Lu Zhu, "Miss, are you okay?" As soon as she lay down, she heard a sound from the ninth room of the pastor, for fear that something would happen to the young lady, so she ran over in a hurry before she even had time to put on her coat.

Di Qianchen's movements were obviously faster than his brain, and before Mu Lingjiu could react, he had already grabbed her neck, and his eyes were facing each other, both of which were cold and cold eyes.

Mu Lingjiu didn't have much expression on his face, he was so calm that he didn't seem to be grabbing her neck, and he secretly thought in his heart that he must do some self-defense wrists and killing weapons tomorrow.

Her instincts told her that she couldn't beat this man at all.

"That's right, master, you can't beat him without any spiritual power now, his strength must be above Yuanhua, more than several times stronger than you" Xiao Feng's voice came from his mind.

"......" sounds very unpleasant, but it is the truth, she has no spiritual power, and she can't deal with such a powerful opponent with her fists and feet alone.

"Master, bow your head appropriately, otherwise it will be cold."

“……”

Di Qianchen's expression was slightly stunned, this woman was not afraid, and this kind of look and gaze made him feel like he had seen himself.

Lu Zhu outside the door didn't hear any sound in the room, and his heart was even more anxious, and he kicked the door with his feet restlessly, wanting to break in.

Emperor Qianchen's grip on Mu Lingjiu's neck increased a little, and his eyes were like shooting cold stars, as if implying that if Mu Lingjiu made any restless sound, his life would be lost.

Mu Lingjiu was directly pulled off the bed by Di Qianchen's neck.

"Let your maid roll" has a nice voice, clear and neat, but with a breathing coldness.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Mu Lingjiu said lightly, "Luzhu, I'm fine, I accidentally fell to the ground while falling asleep, you go back and rest!" ”

"Miss is all right! Have you ever fallen, open the door and let the green bamboo show you"

Mu Lingjiu felt that his neck hurt and didn't feel it anymore, and glanced at Di Qianchen angrily. I comfort myself in my heart: people are under the eaves, bow their heads.

Di Qianchen, who received the angry gaze, was not angry, but felt that Mu Lingjiu's expression was very cute.

Belch! Frowning his good-looking brows, Emperor Shao's handsome face was frosty, what did he just think? The nerves are not normal, it must be because of the fox trick.

"Green bamboo, I'm really fine, I'm very sleepy right now, I just want to sleep"

Lu Zhu heard Mu Lingjiu's weak voice, so he had to give up.

"Alright! Then Miss, you have a good rest."

Hearing the sound of Green Bamboo leaving, Mu Lingjiu lowered her eyes to look at the hand that was grabbing her neck.

"You can let it go!" She knew she couldn't match the man in front of her, even if he was still injured. This realization made her feel unusually uncomfortable.

What kind of person is Emperor Qianchen, his reputation has spread throughout the entire Xuanye Continent, no one has ever dared to disrespect him, and no one will be so bold to order him.

"Let go?" There was an evil smile on the corner of Di Qianchen's mouth, looking at the delicate girl opposite, his dark eyes were getting deeper and deeper, and the irrepressible heat permeated his whole body, and the hand holding the girl's neck slowly loosened into a gentle touch.

Mu Lingjiu trembled, looked at the man's eyes of desire, and immediately knew that this was the rhythm of being hit by an aphrodisiac.

Emperor Qianchen violently pulled Mu Lingjiu into his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of the girl's body, and the light in his eyes became more and more enthusiastic.

Mu Lingjiu, who was firmly held in his arms, was simply crying without tears, and he couldn't push it away, what was the matter.