With a dead expression, she stretched out her bloodless little white hand to go over, and as a result, she was slapped away by Jimoya!

Ji Moya stopped talking nonsense with her, and directly caught her finger that was dripping blood outside.

Phantom Tilt Yan's body was pushed forward, and he almost fell on his thigh, that is, Mo Ya had already taken precautions, and a chair was separated between the two of them, and Phantom Tilt Yan was prostrate on the chair, close to Ji Mo Ya......

A pair of big-breasted breasts are also squeezed on the chair backrest, which is particularly eye-catching.

Ji Moya only glanced at it, and then his eyes moved away, hiding the inexplicable slight heat under his eyes.

took out a jade-colored vial from his waist like a trick, and inside was a bottle of paste-like soft clay, and gently applied it to the injured small place.

"Hemostatic cream."

After the phantom tilt was caught by him from a small hand, he has been in a petrified state.

Celestial God!

Even the male god who wants to treat the guests of honor in the Chuiyun royal family actually condescended to be noble and personally drugged her?

And so close to the male god, she can smell a vague aroma on the male god, which goes straight into her nose.

How do you describe that scent?

It's the feeling that the smell makes your fingers move, and you especially want to eat, and the cravings all over your body are about to move......

The phantom saliva was about to flow out, and the ghost envoy said like a god, "Gongziya, you are so fragrant." ”

Ji Moya's eyes were cold.

Letting go of her fingers, the creeping chair was pushed away.

The voice was cold and indifferent, "Okay, you've worked hard to cook today, you can go down and rest first." ”

Phantom Tianyan hugged the back of the chair tightly so that he was not thrown out.

The chair flies out and feels like you're on a roller coaster! Thankfully, we landed safely.

Frightened, he was in a cold sweat.

Hey, what the hell is this trying to do? Isn't it just to praise you for the fragrance on your body? Just play Need for Speed for her!

In front of outsiders, the image of a beautiful son is actually a moody big demon king.

As soon as he left Jimoya's side, the appetizing fragrance was gone.

Phantom tilting can't just be withdrawn, her favorability hasn't been brushed, and now it's been lowered, she still wants to make amends!

Salivating, "It's not hard, I can serve the son of Jimo, the little girl is not hard at all, the little woman continues to wait for the son to finish eating......"

Ji Moya's eyes slanted slightly, looking from the perspective of illusion, hey, this is the rhythm of the whole universe!

"Take this plate of crabs and fish down, peel them all and pick the thorns, and then serve them up."

Phantom Tilt Yan immediately jumped down from the chair, "Ouch, my fingers seem to be bleeding again, Tilt Yan should go down to rest first, keep a good body, and better serve your son in the future, Tilt Yan will go down to rest first." Childe, you use it slowly! Slow to use the ......"

As he spoke, he withdrew from the kitchen yard like a gust of wind, and no one was seen.

Ji Moya looked at her back and walked away, and a smile crept up the corner of his lips without checking.

With a movement between his fingers, a small bead of crimson blood rolled.

It was the drop that had just flowed out of the phantom face.

Ji Mo Ya said, "Mo Four." ”

Mo Si, who was hidden in the dark, appeared silently, "Young master." ”

"You can take this drop of blood to the Holy Courtyard for me to test." Ji Moya looked at this bright drop of blood.

Mo Si replied, "Young Master, don't you have a demon mirror on your body?" No response? ”