Mu Hanyan, you ...... You...... Aren't you dead......" Miss Zhao Si's eyes widened violently, looking at Mu Hanyan like a ghost.

Next to him, Zhao Sining also had the same expression.

They had already decided that Mu Hanyan would definitely die, and when they saw him appear in front of them, they were shocked and horrified, and their minds were blank.

"I'm dead, so desolate...... Yes...... Ah......" Seeing the frightened expressions of the two, Mu Hanyan's eyes rolled, his voice was lengthened, and he said in a gloomy voice.

If you want to say that Mu Hanyan's voice is really amazing, this long tone, this trill, even Mu Nan next to him felt that the cold hair on his back stood up, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

"Ah...... Ah......" Miss Zhao Si was completely blinded and wanted to scream, but she couldn't scream like a rooster choked by the neck.

"I'm so lonely, why don't you go and accompany me, I can't compensate you for the previous things, as long as you are willing to compensate me, you can retaliate against me as much as you want......" Mu Hanyan was about to laugh, but he didn't expect to really scare this guy, how many bad things he had to do to be cowardly like this.

Mu Hanyan's voice dragged on longer, and when he spoke, he quietly pulled the hairband and deliberately hung down his long hair. The wind blew, her long hair danced lightly, and the white clothes she wore today looked even more infiltrating. I have to say that Mu Dayun sometimes becomes viciously interesting, which is really breathtaking.

No, Mu Nan is not only the cold hairs on his back now, but even his scalp is numb, and his hands and feet are also a little cold.

Miss Zhao Si's eyes began to roll white, obviously even more frightened.

Mu Daxuan continued his efforts, and stretched out his hand while letting out a complaining cry like a ghost. She is a daughter, and her fingers are much more slender and fair-skinned than normal men, and they are even more white in the sun, which is so beautiful that it is pleasing to the eye. But in this situation, in Miss Zhao Si's opinion, it is a pair of ghost claws.

"Ah...... Ghost!" When Mu Hanyan's fingers touched Miss Zhao Si's body, Miss Zhao Si's whole body trembled, she screamed, and ran away.

Zhao Sining's ability to escape is still so good and skilled, Miss Zhao Si has not stopped shouting, and has escaped at the same time.

A "hiss" sound of broken clothes came. Mu Hanyan's fingers accidentally hooked Miss Zhao Si's belt, and when she turned around, an angular hard ornament tore her clothes, revealing a large white flesh color.

Although he fled in embarrassment, the white skin was still looming, and the white thighs revealed a twelve-point intoxicating style. Uncle Zhao was busy escaping, but he didn't forget to glance at it, and swallowed heavily.

Mu Hanyan grabbed a rag in his hand, looked at Miss Zhao Si's back from time to time, and froze.

"Hahahaha, running naked again, running naked again, why does she have to run every time she sees you. Isn't she addicted to Guoben? This addiction doesn't seem to be very good?" Mu Nan was stunned for a long time, and finally turned around, pointed at Mu Hanyan and laughed.

Stimulated by this, Mu Nan's back was cold, his head was not numb, and his hands and feet were warm. It's just that the gaze that looks at Mu Hanyan is weird.

Mu Hanyan was speechless for a while, what does it matter to me if she is not addicted to it? You ask me who I will ask, and I seem to like tearing other people's clothes. Don't forget, you're the one who tore someone's clothes.