As expected, Jiang Rin flashed in front of her at a very fast speed, resting his hand on her slender neck, his cold fingertips touching the warm skin, he didn't use any force, as if he had put the blade in a dangerous place, and if he was a little worse, she would die under his hands.

"You know who I am." Jiang Rin: This is not a questioning tone, but a statement.

His half-squinted evil eyes were as bright as a pool of water, and his thin lips outlined a demonic sneer.

Otherwise, where did the martial arts cheats that she should have kept on her bookcase come from?

She already knew who she was, so she named her amnesiac herself.

Jiang Rin approached her, the two looked at each other, their faces were so close that they could even sense the temperature of each other's breathing, and he spoke, "I don't remember, when I ever had a woman like you?" ”

The lie she broke was ridiculous.

Even if Jiang Rin is a decent big devil who everyone shouts and beats, and he is also a man standing at the top of the Demon Sect, the women who want to climb into his bed, not to mention thousands, are also in groups, and he takes the scientific steps of killing first and then throwing them without exception.

"What should I call you, then?" Jiang Rinsen smiled solemnly, and his overwhelming momentum came to his face, "Should I continue to call you master?" Or—"

Jiang Rin wrapped his other hand around Lan Qing's waist, forcing her to get close to his body, his eyes lowered, now he is not Ah Rin, his height is a cut higher than Lan Qing, and when he looks down, he can see her face with a bland but thrillingly beautiful look.

The impression of this woman in his mind is all amnesia, he gathers, it is the appearance of him looking up at his master, it is her smile, like a dream, it is her every move, it is her every move, it is the provocative heart.

Jiang Rin's eyes darkened slightly, he extremely didn't like the situation of being forcibly pressed to accept his memories like this.

will interfere with his judgment.

Jiang Rin leaned into her ear, her burning breath sprayed on the root of her ear, and whispered softly and gracefully, "Or Madame?" ”

The hand resting on his neck never let go, his fingertips rubbing, and his attitude was ambiguous and unclear.

Lan Qing is not afraid, she has many ways to save her life.

It's just that she wants to see if Jiang Rin, who has recovered her memory, will really do it to herself.

Lan Qing remained calm and said indifferently, "What I said is just a guess at the meaning of the head of Canglan, as for the master...... If you still want to respect me as a teacher, then keep shouting, if you don't want to, then you should be fine—"

Before she finished speaking, the hand on her neck was slightly retracted, Jiang Rin's fingers pinched her fragile throat, and her eyes glowed with bloodthirsty scarlet, "Who can speak out in front of me...... I'm not born yet. ”

Lan Qing looked at him silently, breathing a little uncomfortable, and her thin eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she had thrown all the choices to him, but she was relaxed.

Generally speaking, Jiang Rin was very quick to attack, and no one could survive three seconds under his murderous aura.

It doesn't matter if he is soft-hearted, when he kills people, he is just normal, but he just thinks that this person is in the way.

But when he really wanted to make a move on Lan Qing, there was a feeling of tightness in his chest, and he didn't do it for a long time.

He knew that it was his subconscious self that was doing tricks, trying to dissuade himself from doing anything to Lan Qing.

Hmph, after only a few months of getting along, do you really regard this woman with no internal strength and martial arts as a master?

Jiang Rin was stuck, and Lan Qing knew that he wouldn't really kill himself, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he kissed him without warning.

"Hmm......"

The breath was drowned in a strong kiss, Lan Qing tried to struggle, and the more he resisted, the stronger the strength of his imprisonment became.