Looking at each other with wide eyes, Xiang Ying wondered if he had misheard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You... Say what?!"

At this time, Mu Zhaoling showed his perversion as an old immortal god, and the hand holding the other party's neck was slightly forced, and his voice was cold and no one **** out of your pans. ”

Although what the other party said really shocked his three views, the cold killing intent couldn't be faked, and his brain was crazy and quick, Xiang Ying tried to guess the other party's intentions, but... Great opportunity, whether it's kidnapping or murder, it's all reasonable, but why pans?

Mu Zhaoling looked at Xiang Ying's wide-eyed eyes that kept shaking, he understood his own affairs, and it was no wonder that the other party was so flustered and shocked.

He stretched out a finger and placed it in the middle of the other's collarbone, neither of them was an ordinary person, and it happened in such a situation, so they could clearly feel the skin sliding against each other.

Swiping down gently, stopping at a little on his chest, Mu Zhaoling didn't feel anything about this smooth feeling, but said with a lot of experience, "You, you're a virgin, right?"

This cold voice made Xiang Ying's scalp tingle, and even a little frightened, the message contained in his words was really terrible, "No... Yes..."

Under the indescribable myopic glasses, Mu Zhaoling's eyes faintly had some divine power, this feeling of threatening others was so wonderful that he forgot to take the initiative to suppress it, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked unconsciously, and the whole person looked extremely evil and attractive.

But this charm was 'filtered' by glasses, so in Xiang Ying's eyes, he was an evil and dirty smile.

"Chastity and pans, do you need me to make a choice for you?"

In the face of a pervert who doesn't speak logically, Xiang Ying can't think of a way to deal with it at all, besides, the other party's naked killing intent and cold voice are as if they have no feelings, and she can't think that the other party is joking.

“... No, you don't. Under the invisible pressure of the other party, Xiang Ying's heart was beating wildly, her breathing was messed up, and the other party seemed to see through everything about her.

Hearing this, Mu Zhaoling slightly loosened the hand that was holding the other party's throat, Xiang Ying is now wearing an over-the-knee long skirt, and everyone who knows each other knows what to do.

-- As for obstructive clothing such as safety pants, these were completely out of his mind.

Xiang Ying looked at Mu Zhaoling vigilantly and carefully, his life was held in the hands of the other party, although it was too shameful to do so, but... There's nothing else she can do now.

Grabbing the corner of the skirt with both hands, Xiang Ying's appearance looked very humiliated, and with her own actions, the other party who was holding her neck also followed suit, Xiang Ying was thinking about the possibility of taking the opportunity to resist, but the other party's urging words sounded in her ears.

"Is it really good to be so slow, this is just a blind spot, don't forget the others. ”

Xiang Ying stared at the other party resentfully, squeezing a voice from between his teeth and said, "You will be punished." ”

This sounds so familiar—but Mu Zhaoling doesn't care, the god who raises his head is talking about him, he himself is a god, and he has nothing to do with this retribution and that.

Well, in fact, Mu Zhaoling has been worried since he pinched the other party, the task came suddenly, he didn't have time to disguise his identity at all, something like this happened, this cause and effect must have been planted.

'Smack!' the sound of a hard object falling to the ground.

In the process of picking up the skirt to the shadow, a pen suddenly fell out, as a star, it is normal to carry a signature pen with her, she ignored it, but continued to suppress her complicated feelings, and lifted the skirt to a height where she could take off pans.

And Mu Zhaoling looked at the fallen pen speechlessly, this system is really not groundless...

Silently stuffed the empty hand into his pocket, and after making a few small movements, he raised his hand slightly, and a mobile phone popped up - a camera......

After a period of unsightly movements, Xiang Ying finally took off his pans - a very ordinary pink, and the style was also very popular.

Holding the pans in her hand tightly, the blush on Xiang Ying's face became deeper because she was too ashamed, and she looked at Mu Zhaoling with hatred.

However, at this time, the other party let go of the hand that was holding her neck.

Xiang Ying looked at Mu Zhaoling in confusion and found that the other party was actually tinkering with the mobile phone.

Mu Zhaoling looked at her with dead eyes, and then flipped the phone in his hand, which was playing a video of Xiang Ying Depans.

'Buzz !!'

A certain string in Xiang Ying's mind was broken on the spot, and such a humiliating thing was actually filmed!

"Bastard !!" didn't use her spiritual power, she actually rushed straight up like this.

'Bang!'

Then, of course, he was kicked in the stomach by Mu Zhaoling and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Xiang Ying's face was red, and the sunglasses she was wearing also fell to the side, as a popular star known for her 'heroic appearance', she looked like a gas bag at this time, and she didn't have the heroic appearance she had before.

"Humiliate me like this!, what do you want!" she asked, snorting.

However, Mu Zhaoling glanced at her with disgust, and that look seemed to say, 'You really look up to yourself', "Hmph, a waste that has no use value at all... If you don't want the world to see your shyness, sign your name on the pans. ”

This guy is now completely at work with his own bad tastes.

"You deceive people too much!" Xiang Ying's eyes were full of hatred, and at this time she wanted to bite the other party to death on the spot.

"I don't have time to play a game with a child, sign my name in ten seconds. "The victory is in hand, Mu Zhaoling has nothing to fear.

"Hmph!" angrily grabbed the pen from Xiang Ying, pulled out the pen holster vigorously, signed his name on the pans, and then threw it viciously towards Mu Zhaoling's face.

With his hand stretched out, Mu Zhaoling grabbed the oncoming pans, he would not allow this filthy thing to defile his face, ignoring the touch of the clothes on his hands and the familiar but not the same smell - he had already stopped thinking about it.

Stuffing things into his pocket, the black paper in the air instantly shattered and dissipated, Mu Zhaoling was not nostalgic, turned around and left, the chic and ruthless back, the appearance of not taking away a cloud.

Although Xiang Ying didn't know what the other party's purpose was, Mu Zhaoling really angered her!

Staring at the direction in which the other party disappeared, Xiang Ying gasped for a while, her delicate face was full of unwillingness, although she was a big star, but contrary to the glamour on the surface, she didn't have much energy now, and as a psychic master, her combat instinct was also poor, which was one of the reasons why she would be subdued by the other party so easily.

After this extremely annoying coercion, while Xiang Ying's mood became extremely bad, he also regained some calm, even if 'Xiao Wen' still fainted to the ground, he could only escape from here, as long as 'she' had an idea, the world was so big, and it was just a cage.

After helping 'Xiao Wen' to a chair placed by the window, calming down, Xiang Ying looked at the night outside the window, and the other party had a video that was enough to threaten him, guessing the possible purpose of the person just now, and thinking about his own situation - it was really a dead knot.

"Ahh

Anyway, she doesn't like what she does now, a scandal is a scandal, and it's better if her reputation is bad.

So I simply didn't want to think about it and continued to look at the world outside the window. The night is fascinated when you look at it, the endless flow of people, the vanity of the lights, this is how it is difficult to find starlight.

After a long time, Xiang Ying's originally straight body suddenly leaned to the ground, and most of the heroic spirit on his body dissipated at once, "Such an image is really uncomfortable......"

It's been pretending to be for a long time, and the fake has become some real.