"This time I was wrong, I am willing to punish me as much as you want, it's just ...... Just don't fail to talk to me. Shang Jin lowered his eyes and hid the sadness in his eyes. Mu Ningjiu frowned: He just walked out of the pain of bereavement, is it too harsh for himself to be like this? After all, she also knew Shang Jin's feelings for herself, but when she thought of this embrace, there had been other women staying, and a burst of displeasure surged in her heart.

There was a faint agarwood floating in the air, she closed her eyes and sniffed, and asked lightly: "Where did you go just now?" ”

"Several businesses that have cooperated with me before want to order the next batch of goods, and I went to a friend's house to see the goods in the past few days, and then went to the restaurant to discuss cooperation." Shang Jin paused,

"They said they wanted to go to the Qinglou to talk about things, but I refused, so I went to the Zuihualou. I thought you might be here, so I'll look for you by the way, but I didn't expect you to be here first. "I still know how to let her check it...... Complicated emotions flashed in her starry eyes, and she suddenly stood up, leaned into his ear, and her red lips lightly opened:

"I don't like the smell."

"I'm sorry, not anymore." Shang Jin was stunned for a moment, hurriedly got up, and walked towards the back door in a panic, saying:

"I'll take a shower and I'll be with you soon."

……

Behind the master bedroom is a bath. At this time, the smoke fills the air, and a faint fragrance of plants fills the air. A snow-white figure loomed in the mist. A head of green silk is entangled, and a few bushes are scattered in the water, blooming elegant and delicate flowers. A pair of soft wattles suddenly touched his back, Shang Jin stiffened, and breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the crisp voice.

"Ah Jin, I'm a very small person, and I can only accommodate you." Mu Ningjiu looked at the scabbed scars on his back, sighed and said:

"I know you're not going to bring a strange woman home, I know. It's just ......" her wrist suddenly tightened, and she suddenly felt her body lean back, and she fell into Shang Jin's arms. The red clothes were quickly wet with water, and the pores of her whole body seemed to open due to the warm water, and she squinted comfortably. A magnetic voice rings in your ears:

"Little fox, I have a small heart, ...... here," he pointed to his chest, "there is no room for anyone but you." Looking at the woman with slightly messy sideburns in front of her, Shang Jin's eyes deepened, and she reached out to take off the silver hairpin between her hair, and the black hair poured down like a waterfall, and a few strands were scattered on her chest, making her skin more and more white and translucent. A pair of starry eyes also seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, like when they first met, they couldn't really see it.

His Adam's apple moved, and he kissed the red lips. Mu Ningjiu was stunned, and then hooked her lips in response. The lips were close to each other, and the two of them felt as if they had been electrified, and the water in the bath began to heat up gradually. Mu Ningjiu had a hint of a smile in his eyes, sucking his lips fiercely, and the lilac tongue pried open his teeth, poked in, and conquered the city. Shang Jin trembled, ambiguous numbness welled up in his heart, the hand holding his slender waist suddenly tightened, and he fiercely buckled the delicate body in his arms into his arms, and kisses fell one after another without rules, leaving no room for breathing.

The air was hot, Mu Ningjiu's cheeks were red from the steam, and water seemed to be wrung out of his eyes. A feeling of emptiness rose in her body, and her hands began to dishonestly ignite fire on Shang Jin's body. Every time he touched it, that skin seemed to be on fire, burning Shang Jin's reason. It didn't take long for Shang Jin's silk bathrobe to be removed, and Mu Ningjiu looked at the exquisite artwork in front of him, and there was a fire in his eyes. The slender white and slender fingers touched his chest a little, Shang Jin gasped, and felt a wave of heat surging up from his lower abdomen, and he couldn't resist it. Seeing that the culprit in front of her did not have the slightest posture to retract, she leaned down slightly, Shang Jin gasped, and her magnetic and seductive voice revealed a faint warning:

"Little fox, don't play with fire."

Mu Ningjiu chuckled, stretched out his hand regardless of it, and flexibly teased his chest. Shang Jin tilted his head back and snorted. Seeing this, Mu Ningjiu smiled even more at the corner of her mouth. Shang Jin saw that the person in front of her was doing all this for a long time, and every move she made was like a cluster of flames, igniting his most primitive wildness, depressed and resentful. Shang Jin glared, and seeing that the hands were still going to continue downward, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to restrain them, and gasped:

"Little fox, enough is enough......" Further down, he really can't guarantee that he will still have the remnants of reason.

"Is that enough?" Mu Ningjiu raised his head and smiled mischievously: "But your body, that's not what you say." She rubbed her legs against his inner skin, heard his emotional gasp, felt the change in his crotch, and said with a wicked smile:

"In that case, I'll go up and wait for you first."

With a "bang", Mu Ningjiu quickly went ashore, took a batch of Shang Jin's robes on the wooden shelf, hummed a song, and walked out briskly. Good little fox! Run after lighting the fire! Shang Jin gasped heavily, trying his best to suppress the heat in his lower abdomen, his cheeks were faintly pink, and he didn't know whether he was teased or steamed with hot water.

"Mu, Ning, Nine!" He gritted his teeth word by word, as if he wanted to eat her into his belly.

……

Shang Jin walked to the bedroom and saw Mu Ningjiu wearing his wide purple robe lying on the desk reading a book, his black hair was not completely dry, wet dripping with water, flowing down from his snow-white skin, shining with a light luster. He walked over, took her to his lap with one hand, bit her ear, and murmured:

"Bad Fox ......"

Mu Ningjiu snorted lightly and said:

"It's over, don't have a next time."

"Absolutely not." Are you kidding?! If you are teased by this little fox a few more times, and then it stops abruptly, you will have to go crazy! It's so grinding......

"Oh! By the way, your mother is also in the Drunken Flower Building, haven't you missed it all your life? ”

"Huh? Why is my mother there? ”

Mu Ningjiu snapped his fingers and smiled slyly: "You must not have imagined that Zhiyin actually has someone you like." And what's even more incredible is that what he likes is actually my master. ”

"The Divine Stick?" Shang Jin seemed to think of something, and muttered, "No wonder, no wonder, I said how can he understand as a monk......" He stopped suddenly, his eyes blinking.

"What do you know?" Mu Ningjiu raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Hehe, nothing, nothing." How could he say that he liked her at the beginning, but Zhiyin woke up.

"And your mother, I have an old acquaintance with them, so I am in Zuihualou. Alas, the world is too small. ”

"It's all predestined." Shang Jin slowly rubbed Mu Ningjiu's slender waist with his hand, and said slowly:

"It's our mother."

Mu Ningjiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and Shang Jin's soft face was reflected in his eyes.

……

Ice City.

McGee slowly opened her eyes and squinted uncomfortably at the sight of the dazzling sunlight shining through the ice-glass window overhead.

"Your Majesty! You're finally awake! The queen's soft voice beside her was tinged with joy. McGee shook her head, and her memory went back to the fragment before she fell unconscious, and her hand hidden under the quilt clenched fiercely: Shang Jin...... Shang Jin...... Cheap woman mongrel! If I don't cut you with a thousand knives, it's really hard to solve the hatred in my heart!

"Ah!!h He roared lowly, his bulging white eyeballs covered with a net of red blood, which looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

With a "bang", two ice edges pierced straight through the quilt on her body, five inches away from the queen's bowed head, exuding a trace of coldness. Her pupils shrank, and she said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, tell me the truth, you didn't send troops to bring Carol back, but had other plans, right?"

McGee breathed a long sigh of relief, calmed his breath, and smiled, "Shalene, why do you think that?" Nothing at all. ”

"Then why did you get hurt? I don't believe it was Carol who did it. Shalene frowned.

"Shalene, don't ask." McGee suddenly said, "You won't want to know. He said something silently, his right hand was open, and Shalene's eyes were staring straight into his palm, her eyes empty.

"Let's go to sleep." He closed his fingers, and Shalene fell limply to the ground.

"Someone!" He said lightly, "The queen is tired, take her back to rest, and she must not be released without the permission of Lone." ”

"Yes!" McGee looked at the black gas in his palm, and a sinister smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: It seems that this secret technique is quite good. After promising to give it to Vina when he completed the task that day, he spent the night himself and finished reading it first. The spell in it, as long as you read it once, you can completely imprint it into your mind, and this hypnotism is the main thing in it. And the way to prevent others from using hypnotism on themselves is to make her drink her own blood. He rolled over and got out of bed, the wound on his right chest being pulled, his brow furrowed, and he sat back on the bed. On the pale face, the cyan stubble is particularly noticeable. He gritted his teeth to hold back a bitter sweetness in his throat, his clenched fists trembling slightly with resentment.

"Bring knives and utensils." He said in a deep voice.

There was a soft sound. Blood slowly dripped into the goblet and quickly filled up. There was a strong smell of blood in the air. He looked at the bright red blood, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cruel arc. Avoiding the wound, he quickly put on his clothes, walked to the palace throne and sat down, closed his eyes and rested.

"Your Majesty, Vena asks to see you."

"Come in."

"Your Majesty, I have taken all the people to the Wild Island as you requested. It's time for me to give me the secret technique you said. Vina's voice exuded a hint of languid seduction.

"Good!" McGee laughed, "It's been a great deal overall!" Although there was an accident, the purpose was achieved. Come on......" He waved his hand, and the guard walked up to Vina with a plate, "I just killed a guard this morning, it's fresh, let's have a drink!" ”

Vina sniffed the blood in the wine glass, her eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty, and she hooked her lips:

"It doesn't feel so tasty, but it'......" she said, raising her glass, drinking it all, licking her blood-stained red lips,

"It's a pleasure to work with." Seeing that she had drunk it all, McGee raised her eyebrows, took out a black soft book from under the throne, and said:

"Here you go."

Vina took it, bowed, and smiled back:

"Thank you, the king."