Chapter Ninety-Seven: You ...... Jealous?
There was a loud sound of "bang", which shocked Mu Yi and Ruan Yuhan at the same time, their faces changed slightly, and they heard the prestige.
I saw Weiqing appear at the door with a black face.
"Second master?" Ruan Yuhan was a little surprised, every time Wei Qing came here in the past, he would say in advance that if he was looking for her, he would never come to the dressing room alone to look for her, and he would always have Baifu by his side, "You ......"
Knowing that Wei Qing would only set foot in the dressing room, every time he arrived at the door, Ruan Yuhan greeted him, and just opened his mouth, but saw Wei Qing walk in with his feet raised and directly past her.
Ruan Yuhan turned around and looked back along his shoulder, and saw him walking up to Mu Yu and stopping, looking down at Mu Yan.
Because she could only see the back, she didn't know what his expression was at this time, but Ruan Yuhan could clearly feel the chill emanating from the man.
"You ......" Mu Yi looked at the man standing in front of him in a daze, swallowed a mouthful of saliva a little unexpectedly, and stiffened his neck, "What do you watch me do!" ”
"You go out first." Wei Qing stared at Mu Yan's white little face, his eyes fell on the bandeau on her chest that could be torn off with a slight force, and said coldly.
Mu Yi cut a sound, stood up and prepared to go out, "Go out, go out!" ”
But as soon as his feet were lifted, before he could take a step, he was grabbed by Weiqing's wrist, and he dragged hard and fell back into the chair.
Seeing this, Ruan Yuhan knew that what Wei Qing said was referring to her.
Although she was a little worried about Mu Yi, thinking of her identity and intelligence, she was relieved and withdrew.
Ruan Yuhan exited the room and closed the door.
There were only two people left in the room, Mu Yi and Wei Qing.
Mu Yi fell back into her chair, feeling her brain fluttering for a while, and as soon as she felt uncomfortable, her momentum immediately returned, and she raised her head and yelled at Wei Qing, "What are you doing!" ”
After roaring, he was accompanied by a face, dissatisfied and angry, and got up and prepared to leave.
He even dared to drag her!
Why did he drag her!
The fire in Mu Yi's heart jumped up.
But just like just now, as soon as she stepped out, she was pulled back by Wei Qing's wrist.
But this time she didn't fall back into the chair, but pressed her directly on the dressing table, rouge box, makeup box, perfume, and some bits and pieces that were on the table, what should be poured, what should be dropped, crackling.
Wei Qing stepped forward and pressed her between herself and the dressing table, her body close to each other, making her unable to move.
pinched her soft waist with one hand, and directly tore off the rope around her neck with the other hand, and pulled it down, and the spring light on her chest jumped into front of her.
"Smack!" A crisp sound, crisp and crisp!
"Bastard!" Mu Yi wrapped one hand around his chest, and slapped Wei Qing in the face with his backhand, making his face flush with anger.
And Wei Qing was slapped twice, not only did not retreat, but approached, "Hit again, huh?" ”
The tail note rises, with a bit of threat and a bit of anger.
"Now you know the gas?" Wei Qing propped his hands on the dressing table, trapped Mu Yi in his arms, looked at her angry and anxious, and a little scared, "Do you know that you are afraid?" ”
Mu Yan pursed his lips, his lips turned white, and he stared at him with a tense face and didn't speak.
"If someone deliberately makes things difficult and deliberately pesters you today, what they will do to you is not just what I just did to you." Wei Qing opened his mouth, and as he spoke, he thought of the picture of Mu Yi being bullied by other men.
So he became even more angry, his tone couldn't help but get worse, and his words became more ugly, "Maybe it's just touching your legs and pinching your waist......"
His gaze fell on her breast-clasped arm, "Rip off your weak cloth and knead and ravage it at will." ”
Seeing that the arms on her chest were tightened, she continued: "Pour you a glass of wine that you have to drink, quietly add something to it, and when you realize it, you have been pressed on the bed, and then ......"
"You're enough! Shut up! The foul words fell on Mu Yi's ears, and she was so angry that she trembled, and her little face was blue and white.
She looked up at Wei Qing with her little face up, and a watery color appeared at the bottom of her eyes inadvertently, "Even so, what? What does it have to do with you! Don't worry about it! ”
Wei Qing knew that what he had just said was too heavy, but God knows, as he sat there, watching her dance like that in front of those men in such clothes, his heart had already spread to the heavenly fire.
Especially in the lewd conversation of several men not far from him-
"Hey! Do you see the woman in that corner? ”
"See! Tut! That waist! That leg! That boobs! ”
"I don't know how it feels, it must be ecstatic!"
"I don't know what kind of face is under that mask, if it looks good, it's not even great!"
"Yes! Why don't you put the money in her chest, give her a drink, and feel it when she comes down? ”
"Hey, hey, hey......"
Thinking of a few men caring about Mu Yu, Wei Qing couldn't wait to step forward and press a few people to the ground and beat them so hard that he couldn't take care of himself.
He did get to his feet, and they all walked up to the men, and had already grabbed one of them by the collar.
Several people looked at him with a black face, and called "Second Master" in fear, and he was slightly sober.
When I came to the dressing room and pushed the door open, I just saw Mu Yan slumped on the chair, fortunately, the hakama she was wearing, if it was a skirt, almost her body shrank down slightly, and the skirt could be squeezed to the waist.
Thinking of the obscene words of those few people, Wei Qing felt that his brain was about to explode with a "boom"!
Seeing her teary eyes, all of Wei Qing's anger seemed to be extinguished in an instant by a downpour.
But when she heard her words, the flame ignited again.
"Don't worry about me?" Wei Qing's body just pulled away for half a minute, and he pressed it up again, forcing it tighter, and his face turned pale, "Then who do you want?" ”
After a pause, his voice sank a few degrees, "Song Xichu?" ”
"It's good for everyone! It's none of your business! Mu Yi struggled, but found that the man in front of her was like a big stone, not moving at all, so angry that she clenched her fists and beckoned to his chest, "Don't you have your sweetheart?" Do you care about her? Whatever I do! ”
Wei Qing's mind was stunned, and he subconsciously blurted out, "Who?" ”
"Who?" As soon as Mu Yi said it, he remembered seeing his intimate actions with Ruan Yuhan, as well as delivering food, and sending her home. It's not that he is dissatisfied with Ruan Yuhan, but he is so angry with the man in front of him when he thinks about it, "Who else?" Of course, it's a fan girl who sings well! ”
Hearing this, Wei Qing's brain was even more confused, and after a two-second slowdown, he suddenly thought of something, and all his emotions dissipated, replaced by a sense of pleasure that could not be concealed.
The corners of his lips curled, his handsome face stepped forward, and he stopped at a distance from Mu Yan's cheeks, his thin lips were slightly lifted, and his voice was like a jar of tribute wine, beautiful and intoxicating, "You...... Jealous? ”
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