Sometimes he hooked his lips and looked back and chuckled, and sometimes he leaned over with his chin and raised his hands lightly, and handed a charming and moving look to the people in the main seat.

However, the woman on the main seat was lying on top of the soft collapse, supporting her cheeks with one hand, pinching the porcelain white wine bottle with one hand, and pouring it on her red lips, and the wine flowed down the corners of her lips and soaked the clothes on her chest. She was dressed lightly, soaked in water, and her snow-white skin loomed under the red veil, revealing an invisible charm.

The charm is three points into the bones, and her beauty is inadvertently flowing out of the bones.

Far from being compared to the men in the hall.

Yue Fusang came in, and saw this scene again, with the smell of wine and sensuality, full of teasing and hints. His cold eyebrows did not move, his eyes remained on the ground, and he did not look at the people again, including the man on the main seat.

Su Kui Yue Fusang arrived, finally put down the wine bottle, sat up straight, slowly hooked his fingers towards the man who was as long as jade at the door, and said slowly in a charming and low voice: "Fusang, come to me." Her voice is very special, and when she speaks, it seems to have an invisible little brush, gently touching people's hearts.

When the men in the hall heard this, they couldn't help but show a trace of jealousy in their eyes when they looked at Yue Fusang. They looked at the woman on the main seat obsessively, hoping to get a trace of her pity, even if they could get a little closer, and if they kissed Fang Ze, it would be death, and they would get their wish.

But—

No one has ever made an exception to enter her dormitory and enter her eyes that enchant all beings. Does she have a heart or not? Sometimes, everyone can't help but ask a question in their hearts.

The answer was fruitless, but now, there was a man who made an exception and got her permission to let him come to her.

This is an honor that none of them have ever received.

However, when Yue Fusang heard this, he frowned in disgust, his eyebrows were like mist, although they were tangible, they were not strong. Just like his appearance, gentle and harmless, like a beautiful landscape painting. Light as the wind, yet elusive.

His pale lips pursed and he didn't say a word.

Seeing this, the attendant who brought him pushed him dissatisfiedly and cursed, "What are you doing stupidly?" The sect leader asked you to come over, did he give you face, and he didn't leave?! ”

Seeing this, Duan Ziyin, who was standing beside her, took half a step, but stopped in time.

Su Kui's eyes swept over her carelessly, and then put it on Yue Fusang's body. Yue Fusang was pushed by him and almost didn't fall, he was no longer the high-ranking young palace master he was at the beginning, in the dark room of the Inluo Sect, his tortured cheeks were sunken, and he was wearing a blue wide-sleeved robe, which was also stained with a little dust. But this did not affect his appearance and temperament in the slightest.

For some people, his temperament is revealed from his bones, not by the packaging of appearance and clothing.

It can be said that Yue Fusang is such a person. It's no wonder that because Manshu is dead, he also misses him, and only Duan Ziyin wants to take revenge, and he still hopes to get his heart.

hooked her red lips, her blood-colored eyes flashed by cold light, and everyone didn't even see how she made a move, the attendant who was pushing and shoving Yue Fusang was already swept up by a strong wind, flew out of the main hall upside down, slammed into the stone wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at his pale face, probably, the internal organs have been shattered.

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