Chapter 123: Benjun really owes you
A moment after the blood passed, the girl's hot kiss finally slowed down, and the flush on her face began to fade slowly.
She closed her eyes, and her limp body lay on top of him, bringing a certain soft and blood-pumping touch, which made the evil fire in his belly burn even more.
He grinded his teeth hatefully, then turned over, picked up Mo Yan and carefully placed it on the bed, and covered her with a thin quilt to cover the inadvertently naked spring light when he was emotionally moved just now.
"I really owe you."
He looked at the girl sleeping sweetly on the bed, and his heart was depressed.
When his gaze fell on her rosy lips, he couldn't suppress the desire after all, and leaned down and bit her lip fiercely.
Mo Yan, who was in a coma, frowned slightly because of the pain, her eyelashes trembled, as if she wanted to wake up, but she was shot into her eyebrows by Jun Muhan's spiritual power, and fell into a sweet sleep again.
Jun Muhan got up and slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.
He forced himself to stop looking at the girl on the bed who teased his heart, but meditated cross-legged, forcing out the remaining pills in his body.
Fortunately, she just played a prank, and the wrong medicine was not very strong.
When he opened his eyes again, he was clear again.
Turning his head, he glanced at the girl who was still asleep, but his eyes fell on the blood-colored jade bracelet on the girl's wrist.
His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to touch the jade bracelet, but as soon as his fingertips touched, a strange electric current flashed around the jade bracelet, and some kind of yin and evil aura filled it.
Mo Yan, who was asleep, suddenly twisted his eyebrows in pain.
Jun Muhan's fingers slightly condensed spiritual power, and shot a golden light towards the jade bracelet.
At the same time that the golden light submerged into the jade bracelet, that evil aura was also suppressed.
It's just that...... After all, this is a palliative rather than a cure.
"Got entangled in something like this? Makes you overwhelmed. ”
Jun Muhan snorted in a low voice, and there was already a touch of melancholy in his ink eyes, which he hadn't even noticed himself.
After a long time, he withdrew his gaze, put the mask that had fallen from the head of the bed back on his face, and rolled over and got out of bed.
While sorting out his clothes, he waved his wide sleeves, and the gauze on the bed had already fallen.
Satisfied, seeing that the heavy gauze tent completely covered the figure of the sleeping girl inside, Jun Muhan sat back at the table, poured himself a glass of cold water, and poured it down, calming his still restless heart.
"Don't roll in yet."
Knowing that the people outside hadn't left yet, he whispered coldly.
Outside the door, Nangong Ye, who was struggling, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully pushed the door open.
Of course, his eyes would never dare to glance where he shouldn't.
"Ahem, that...... I didn't think it was so fast......"
Nangong Ye actually wanted to find something to say and ease the atmosphere, but as soon as the words came out, he regretted it.
Seeing that a certain tyrant sitting at the table drinking tea crushed the teacup in his hand, Nangong Ye knew that he was going to finish.
Makes your mouth cheap!
Nangong Ye couldn't wait to slap himself at this time.
Didn't you get beaten up hard enough last time?
Nangong Ye was about to cry.
"What's the point of looking for Benjun?" Someone asked sadly.
The implication is that if it weren't for something extremely important, he Nangong Ye would be dead!
Nangong Ye was excited, and remembered the purpose of his coming here.
"Emperor, Kanazawa and Yinshuang ran away from home."
Speaking of the emperor's twin dragon beasts, Nangong Ye, whose eyes were full of blood and tears, felt that it was not easy for him to survive until now.
There is a kind of master, there is a beast.
It's true!