Chapter 378: What You Think (1)
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Looking at the man standing in front of him, Jun Fufeng immediately became angry and shouted, "Get out of the way!" "As a man, being looked at by another man with the eyes of a woman is indeed a great insult to him.
What's even more terrifying is that he doesn't hate Pommiao looking at him like this as he imagined.
"Don't." Pang Miao spit out two words leisurely and lightly, and his posture was as if he was drunk, and then leaned over to approach Jun Fufeng, but when he got closer, he stood firmly, his eyes were evil and powerful, as if he could really control the other party's soul with his eyes to stop for him.
Slender fingers poked out of the dark robe and stretched out towards Jun Fufeng's face.
"Presumptuous!" Jun Fufeng hurriedly turned his face sideways, dodging his hand. But Pang Miao didn't mind, his fingers licked Jun Fufeng's face domineeringly, slid down the soft skin, touched the smooth jaw line, and finally gently pinched the other party's mandible. The eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his eyes flew with self-evident waves, looking forward to Shenfei, looking at Jun Fufeng, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Jun Fufeng was under the restraint of Pang Miao's actions, and had to watch him watch. Almost at the same time, every subtle expression on the other party's face can be seen clearly. There were thousands of waves in my heart, but my face was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
Rao is himself, the well-informed Pavilion Master of Xianji Pavilion, and at this time, he can't take his eyes off Pang Miao's appearance of a jade tree facing the wind. He sighed in his heart: This guy really has a good look! The ability should be the best of all the men I have ever met.
Thinking that this person's spiritual cultivation is unfathomable, if he really wants to do something to himself, then he will definitely be powerless to resist. Although Jun Fufeng thought that the gap between the strength of the two would be very large, he didn't expect that he, a person who had a slight cultivation in the heavenly realm, would be as easy as packing up a little doll for Pang Miao.
Two years ago, his spiritual power was divided into half of Qi Ziyue, so he still had an excuse to comfort himself in his heart if he lost; But now, with his own strength that has recovered ten percent to fight against Pang Miao, it is still so unbearable.
Seeing the man's movements so hard when he resisted him, Pang Miao's always lofty heart was dissatisfied. He pinched Jun Fufeng's chin with a slightly harder hand, and smiled wantonly: "Beauty, when this seat talks to you, can you be polite and put your mind on this seat?" Well? This tone is sultry and seductive, and it seems that it is not heard with the ears when it is spoken, but the enthusiasm that directly rubs against the tip of the heart.
Jun Fufeng gritted his teeth and endured it, staring at Pang Miao with a pair of eyes like cold stars, his lips pursed tightly, he just didn't bother to say a word to such a cult-like figure.
When I think about it, I get angry, I can't fight, I can't scold, shamelessness is also the other party's specialty, then, he will shut up and don't argue with him, and don't fight with him, see what can happen in the end.
Obviously, the elder brother of the pavilion master of Xianji Pavilion was still too naΓ―ve. His appearance of seemingly compromised, but actually gritted his teeth and resisted, had a different kind of attraction in Pang Miao's eyes. Looking at the other party's stubborn expression, feeling the tight flesh at his jaw, he suddenly felt that this person couldn't be more cute. Couldn't help but bow his head and slowly leaned towards Jun Fufeng's lips.
Seeing that he had made such a frivolous act again, Jun Fufeng couldn't bear to intervene to stop it. But as soon as he made a move, he was easily stopped by the other party. On the other hand, Pang Miao's hooligan behavior is smooth.
In the end, he was wrapped in the whole man, and he rose and fell with the other party in the clouds that were swirling to the point where he could not see clearly.
I sighed silently in my heart, as if satisfied, as if frustrated, as if unwilling, and as happy. A certain plant in Jun Fufeng's heart broke through layers of obstacles and grew wildly, with an obvious sense of ease and pleasure.
If Pang Miao opened his eyes at this time, he would turn back to see the darkness as thick as ink in Jun Fufeng's eyes, wrapping his figure in it, and winding it wildly.
After a long time, Pang Miao held Jun Fufeng with one hand strongly, and flew forward with the other party unfinished. Being captured so easily, Jun Fufeng was naturally unwilling, but he couldn't resist this person's almost brutal strength. He looked at Pang Miao a little nervously, and asked hesitantly, "Where are you taking me?" β
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Jun Fu's cheeks as beautiful as peach blossoms, Pang Miao's heart suddenly moved, and his tone was dyed with three points of tenderness: "Go, you know." β
But only halfway, looking at the more and more familiar scenery below, Jun Fufeng already knew the destination of this trip in his heart.
Presumably, it must be Shifang Forest!
But two years ago, Pang Miao's nest seemed to have been destroyed by the Demon Lord, and now that he is gone, Jun Fufeng is looking forward to this person's expression when he sees his lair destroyed.
Xiao Li, who was alone in Tianxiang Tower, fell into a delusional situation at the moment and couldn't extricate himself. The voice and smile of the woman in the illusion mirror became clearer and clearer in his eyes, and even, as if the real one was in front of him, which could be touched and touched.
The woman came out of the mirror, came in, stopped in front of Xiao Li, and looked at Xiao Li with a childlike innocent look intently and curiously. Xiao Li watched without saying a word, only to see the woman bent down slightly, standing in front of her with a little face up, her voice was as crisp as a yellow bird, and she said delicately: "Brother Xiao Li, why are you looking at me like this?" β
"Nonsense, you should call me master." Xiao Li's face was pale, his eyes looked straight at the woman in front of him, and he said so dryly. It seems, it seems, that the woman's appearance and dress have changed somewhat. The appearance is okay, but the clothes are too violent and exposed.
The red light gauze only fits on the body, and the well-cut and slim clothes outline the woman's slender and slender figure at a glance. And between actions, the clothes and people are so compatible, making the woman look as if she has been moving as light as a butterfly. In the silence of the room, only the sound of Huan Pei Jue was heard, and one of the woman's calves dragged out of the long hem of the red gauze skirt. Xiao Li's gaze seemed to be being towed, and he couldn't help but look over, only to see that the skin of this calf was as white as jade, lined with red gauze, and it was even more delicate and close to his eyes. And when she shook one step at a time, the woman's body shook like a spiritual snake, the golden hairpin on her head swayed, and the jade on her ears made an ethereal sound.
One bell-like sound was mixed with another, which at first sounded chaotic, but as the woman's footsteps moved, it had a distinct rhythm like a peculiar piece of music.
Such a voice sounded in Xiao Li's ears, like a demonic sound that bewitched people's hearts. His body stiffened, and he suddenly found that he had always been at ease, and he did not have the slightest ability to advance or retreat in the face of Yu Mengmeng.
The terrible thing is that freezing for a day is not three feet cold. Xiao Li now completely understood what he was thinking.