Mo Yan suddenly became teasing.

"Even if we don't heal our wounds, we have to eat! Isn't it just a piece of clothing, you dignified emperor, do you want to be so stingy? ”

She pounced again, and pulled Jun Muhan's belt with one hand.

"Mo Yan!"

Jun Muhan couldn't match Mo Yan's strength at this time, his face was blackened, but the mask covered most of the expressions on his face, but the anger in his eyes almost ate Mo Yan alive.

Mo Yan tugged at his belt and smiled like a cat that had stolen something.

"Beauty, don't move, this move, the belt will really be torn off."

As the words fell, she winked mischievously at him.

This "beauty" actually made Jun Muhan feel a little trance.

She seems to be ...... It's been a long time since you've called him that, right?

Seeing Jun Muhan suddenly looking at himself in a daze, Mo Yan inexplicably felt that his scalp was numb.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

She intuitively felt that something was wrong with his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to step back.

But she forgot that she was pulling Jun Muhan's belt in her hand, and this time the range of movement was too large, and with a "hiss", the belt was really torn open by her.

For a time, the clothes were wide open, and the spring was dewed.

Mo Yan was stunned, his smile was a little stiff, "Hehe, your hands are slippery." Slippery hands for a while. ”

Jun Muhan's face darkened.

Mo Yan hurriedly rushed over to sort out his clothes, trying to save him.

The patient is the biggest.

It's not good if you get angry.

Those soft hands inadvertently brushed the bare skin on his chest, as if with magical power, igniting a fire deep in his body.

Jun Muhan's eyes darkened a little, and his cold hand directly clasped Mo Yan's wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Yan's throat was a little dry, and he felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more wrong.

The man's gaze is too heavy, like ...... To devour her......

There are a lot of things that have changed without realizing it.

It became so unprepared.

No, that's not what she wants.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth forced a smile, "Lord Emperor's concentration won't be so bad, right?" ”

Keenly capturing the dodge and evasion in her eyes, Jun Muhan suddenly felt a stagnation in his heart, and the pain was a little terrible.

Why did she always avoid him at all costs?

Why did she always want to get rid of all things with him?

Anger came back to his heart.

He jerked the man into his arms, his eyes looking at her deeply.

The eyes in front of him were too gloomy, as if they couldn't see the bottom, which made Mo Yan tremble for no reason.

"You ......"

Mo Yan subconsciously wanted to break free, but she didn't want to, the man suddenly lowered his head and directly blocked her lips.

Mo Yan's eyes widened in shock.

She never thought that this man would actually play hooligan under serious injuries.

And she can't seem to move.

This bastard actually sealed her acupoint.

"Ben-kun won't give you another chance to escape......"

The man kissed deeply and heavily, with a slight hint of punishment.

Mo Yan almost wanted to kill herself.

What is there to provoke and provoke this tyrant?

But when she saw him so weak just now, she couldn't help it...... Mo Yan's heart jumped, and he suddenly felt that some of his mentality had also changed a little.

Before she could clear her mind, the man's kiss finally stopped.

"Yan'er, don't make Benjun angry again. Well? ”

His voice was low, his eyes were misty, and his warm breath sprayed on her face, with a bit of ambiguous and sultry atmosphere.

Mo Yan only felt an arrow in his heart.

It's over!

When did this man with low emotional intelligence learn to be so flirtatious?

PS: The male protagonist said that he wants to counterattack strongly, well, and see you at 21:00 in one more time~