1410 The Male Slave of the Demon Girl (17)

"Nope."

The red lips opened lightly, she closed her eyes lazily, and simply refused neatly.

Jing Xi hesitated, "But, sect leader, didn't you say that when you sent the right protector on a mission, you wanted him to collect beauties for you......

The two people present except for the mirror were stunned.

Su Kui sat up suddenly, looking at the mirror with an ugly face, as if squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth, "So, you mean, Di Guangxuan brought me a beauty?!" ”

Yu Guang glanced at Yue Fusang, and saw that although he looked as usual, Su Kui felt that there was a cold air emanating from him for no reason.

The fingers pinching the books are white.

It's over, this time it's a big misunderstanding -

"Nope! You go and reply to him, the sect leader told him to die, will he go? The people he brought back can enjoy themselves and don't have to come to the sect master! Let's go down! ”

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand and drove the mirror down.

Jing Xi was helpless, he only felt that today's sect leader was a little abnormal, but he couldn't say anything wrong. According to Su Kui's words, she planned to send the right protector, and when she turned around, she looked back and saw the sect leader, who had always regarded men as nothing, gathered beside Yue Fusang, and didn't know what he was talking about.

Her heart trembled slightly, and she hurriedly left. The sect leader's privacy and thoughts are not something that one of her subordinates can snoop on. In a place like Inro, which is full of secrets, the more you know, the worse it will be for you!

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Seeing that the mirror was gone, Su Kui lost his sleepiness, stroked the wrinkles that did not exist on his body, walked over slowly, and sat down beside Yue Fusang.

"What, unhappy?" Su Kui raised his eyebrows, and his dark red and demonic eyes stared at the clear and indifferent face without blinking.

The tempting aroma lingered in the air around him, and when Yue Fusang heard this, he turned his head lightly, looked back at the past, and said in a cold tone, "Why should I be angry, because Manshu, you think too much." ”

"Really?" Su Kui sighed plausibly, "It's a pity, how do I think that someone's body is sour?" Isn't that in love with me? After that, even she herself was amused, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, reflecting the warm sunlight in the sky, bright as fire, dazzling to dazzling.

Yue Fusang turned his head nonchalantly, his gaze falling elsewhere, "Inmanshu, no matter what you want to play, I'm not interested, understand?" ”

"I don't understand." Su Kui blinked, simply intensified, and leaned his head on his shoulder.

There is a light ink fragrance on his body, wrapped in a leisurely pine scent, which smells very good. Su Kui took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes, "Fusang, Fusang, if you serve me softly, I don't want all those male slaves, only one of you, okay?" ”

Her tone was rarely soft, and the more Fusang's heart was raised, but because of her words, it was completely cold and hardened. He pushed her away, got up and took two steps back, "Inmanshu, you like to play with men's feelings, and I don't care if they are fascinated by you, but don't involve me before you do anything." ”

"Forgive me for not accompaniing! I don't have any interest in your game. You can go to anyone, and if you're angry, you might as well just kill me, how about that? He sneered, put down the book in his hand, and walked away.

After Su Kui left, his face instantly turned cold, and he said leisurely to his back, "You let me go to find someone else?" There was an imperceptible hurt and disbelief in his tone.

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