Thinking of the taste of men's blood before, Mo Yan couldn't help but stretch out his little red tongue and lick the corners of his mouth, and he faintly felt that this small body was starting to get hot again.

Mo Yan's pupils shrank suddenly.

No way?

Come back!

The next moment, the hunch came true.

The scorching flames began to run through the body, and there was a growing momentum.

Mo Yan already had the heart to die at this time.

She just accidentally thought about this man's blood, what kind of yin and dark fire did she react?

Keenly aware of the change in the aura of the little beast in his hand, Jun Muhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he met the pair of red eyes that almost seemed to be filled with flames, and even had an aggressive red pupil.

In an instant, those humiliating memories that were originally deliberately sealed by him were revealed in blood again.

Jun Muhan's face darkened, and he subconsciously wanted to throw the little beast in his hand out.

But as soon as the hand moved, the little beast that was originally carried in his hand flashed black, and the little beast body instantly returned to the appearance of a delicate girl.

And the hand he originally held the little beast turned into a support on the girl's waist at that moment.

The action is intimate and ambiguous.

At this moment, a laughing voice suddenly came from the door: "Oh, it seems that I came at the wrong time." ”

The familiar voice made Jun Muhan's first reaction was to turn his head to look out of the door, but before he could see the figure outside the door, there was a cold on his thin lips, followed by a pain.

When the fishy sweet smell spread between his lips and tongue, Jun Muhan realized that he had been bitten again, and for a while, he was like being struck by lightning, and he forgot to push away the girl who was biting his thin lips.

The girl bit him like lightning, sucked a mouthful of blood from him, and then pushed his body away violently, looking like she had been hit and wanted to cry.

"Mu Han, I know you love me like life, but we ...... After all, there is no fate...... This kiss should be our last goodbye. ”

The "heartbroken" little girl hid her face and fled, leaving a room full of stunned people.

"Smack!"

A man watching the play at the door let go of his hand, and the fan in his hand fell.

Did he accidentally go to the wrong place?

And this sound finally woke Jun Muhan up.

Jun Muhan, who came back to his senses, his whole face turned black.

"Chase!"

This order is full of murderous intent.

"If you can't get it back, you don't have to come back!"

"Yes."

At the door, in addition to the four secret guards who disappeared in unison, there were countless hidden breaths that swept away.

It's just a little girl, and she actually made such a big battle?

Nangong Ye, who had finally recovered his strength, leaned over and picked up the fan that had fallen on the ground, and then his eyes fell on Jun Muhan's bitten thin lips ambiguously.

"When did the emperor have such an interesting little girl beside him? You still let the emperor love her like life—"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful spiritual power swept straight towards the door in front of him.

Nangong Ye's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly flashed to the side, barely dodging the fierce and ruthless blow.

But no matter how fast he was, the few strands of black hair scattered around his cheeks were still shaved off.

"! Are you coming really? ”

Nangong Ye glared dissatisfiedly at the man who seemed to be a killing god, gloomy and solemn.

"Have you done what Benjun asked you to do?"

The man approached him step by step, and the powerful coercion made Nangong Ye's breath stagnate, and the whole person was about to be messy in the wind.

Finished!

The tyrant is going to be angry.

"Hehe, Emperor, you only let me tell me yesterday, how can you ......?"

"That's—no, okay?"

That word is like a sharp knife cutting through the heart.

Nangong Ye was about to cry.

"I ......"

It's a pity that the other party didn't give him a chance to continue.

A one-sided assault was staged.

Nangong Ye wailed in his heart while exhaustively dodging the storm-like attack.

He was wrong!

He shouldn't be cheap!

Woowoo...... Xiao Yao'er, save me...... Someone wants to kill people!