Chapter 442: Like a Thief
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Like flowing water, like falling leaves.
His voice was still as deep and seductive, like Satan from hell.
That's right.
He's Satan, he's a demon.
The word 'kill' came out of his lips as confusing as it came.
The coolness on the dagger showed the deep hatred between them.
Murong Yan's charming eyes closed slightly sadly, and his unique agarwood fragrance lingered between her noses, tugging at her heart: "Then let's kill, Dugu Lie, if I Murong Yan dies here today, see if the entire Dali Temple will find you desperate." ”
"Heh......" Dugu Lie's Adam's apple rolled down, first chuckled, then laughed heartily, he suddenly put away the dagger, and then walked around her in a dashing manner, his slender fingers pinching her delicate chin.
A slight dull pain made Murong Yan open her eyes.
At a glance, it is ten thousand years.
Every time she saw him, Murong Yan's soul seemed to be sucked away.
His perfect silhouette, rigid lines, frenzied appearance, and slightly protruding deer eyes all made her heart move.
Her heart ached excruciously.
But she endured it, desperately endured.
On the surface, he pretended to be light and light, and pouted with a touching smile: "I didn't expect the sect master of the dignified Dugu Sect to sneak into someone else's tea room like a thief, it's ridiculous." ”
"Ridiculous?" Dugu Lie's amber eyes flickered with the light of the dark night, and his whole body was filled with the breath of the rivers and lakes, this breath was not pure the breath of the rivers and lakes, but mixed with noble blood, like the demon lord of the night, he hooked his lips: "This is not your tea room, what does this sect master have to do with you when he comes in." ”
Oh, yes.
What does it have to do with her.
Murong Yan couldn't say a word when she was blocked.
She didn't look over, the perfect side face made Dugu Lie's eyes deeper, he once again straightened Murong Yan's face frantically, there was no tenderness at all, amber eyes looked at her burningly, looked at her around, and mocked: "This sect master hates you wearing this dress the most." ”
"Huh." Murong Yan replied to him with a mocking smile: "But I like to wear this clothes, there are many clothes that the Dugu Lie Sect Master doesn't like, but it's ......."
"Murong Yan." Her indifferent attitude completely angered Dugu Lie, and as soon as his broad palm grabbed Murong Yan's slender waist, he pulled it hard towards his chest, and the ambiguous heat sprayed on her skin: "Don't challenge my limits." ”
"You ......" Murong Yan's face was flushed red, like burning coals, she bit her red lip and stared at him coldly: "Shameless, obscene." ”
"You haven't learned about my shameless lewdness?" Dugu Lie pinched her waist fiercely, and her amber eyes stared at her lips presumptuously: "Or did you forget?" Do you need me to help you remember? ”
He's too dangerous.
The breath approached, suffocating Murong Yan: "No need." ”
"I think you need to." The deep voice fell, and Dugu Lie deprived her of breathing.
Distressed.
Murong Yan's tears were about to come out, and her clenched fists smashed Dugu Lie's hard shoulder.
But Dugu Lie is a beast, how could he let her go before the food was tasted.
Murong Yan looked at his curly eyelashes, and his heart was painful and difficult to breathe.
What is he doing? What did you do with her?
'Hiss', the sound of gasping for air sounded.
Murong Yan bit Dugu Lie's shoulder fiercely when he wasn't paying attention, almost penetrating his thin clothing and biting him to pieces, as if this was the only way to relieve his anger.