Chapter 133: Is That the Ice Emperor or the Rain? Heavenly's irritation

This is a room of about 200 square meters, decorated with extreme luxury, extravagance and at the same time, an alternative elegance.

In addition to Qingya, a black-level auctioneer second only to a red-level auctioneer, there are also two gold-level girls in gold skirts who are also beautiful.

As long as Mo Yuan spoke, these girls in golden skirts would appear in their rooms tonight, and they would be extremely obedient.

But it doesn't make sense, these are canaries specially kept in captivity by the royal nobles, just vassals without souls.

If he really just wanted a few bodies without sanity, Mo Yuan would have destroyed Tang Ya and Ma Xiaotao's minds a long time ago and brought them to the world of death to concoct them at will.

If it is this elegant auctioneer with a gentle temperament......

After observing for a long time, and making sure that his brother, who had always been a vegetarian and vegetarian, had these golden skirt girls, Huo Yumeng relieved himself and began to taste the fruit drink on the table.

Meng Hongchen lightly pinched a cherry, and after taking a small bite of herself, she smiled and said, "This is sweet." ”

Her white gloved palms are slender and elegant, and her neatly trimmed nails protrude a smooth tip along with her fingertips under the white silk wrap, giving her a provocative look.

Then he used his index finger and thumb to hand the ruddy cherry with crystal saliva and plenty of juice to Mo Yuan's mouth, and he must gently scratch Mo Yuan's lips with his fingertips before he would retract it, and his movements became more and more unbridled.

"Wow, brother, these are very sweet. You taste ......", Huo Yumeng came to Mo Yuan with the fruit he had carefully selected and thought was the most delicious, but his tone instantly turned cold from surprise.

She saw that Mo Yuan had just bitten Meng Hongchen's finger, and the white translucent silk fabric was obviously wet with saliva.

Huo Yumeng didn't say a word, he sat on Mo Yuan's side and stared at Meng Hongchen.

As if provocative, Meng Hongchen asked Mo Yuan, "Is it sweet?" ”

Sweet, sweeter than a knife.

Mo Yuan sat there, still with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.

Meng Hongchen pinched another cherry, and after concocting it in the same way, he gently pinched Mo Yuan's lips with one hand, preparing to put the cherry deep in Mo Yuan's mouth.

Huo Yumeng's teeth itched, but Mo Yuan pretended to be dead and couldn't move, where would she deal with this kind of thing, she could only watch with her eyes.

The Ice Emperor's voice suddenly sounded, "Yumeng, hand over your body to me for the time being, and let Bendi help you deal with it." ”

After feeling the breath of the Zhuyan Ice Toad, she was a little unhappy, although this soul beast is also an extreme northern soul beast, but because of its own fire attributes, it is active on the extreme northern border. At the same time, it is also one of the few soul beast races in the extreme north that does not obey the rule of the Snow Emperor.

Huo Yumeng trusted the Ice Emperor and Tianmeng very much. Even during the battle, a part of the body control will be opened to them to help deal with it, and the two of them have completed the soul transformation in an instant.

Meng Hongchen also noticed that Huo Yumeng's temperament had changed in an instant, his eyes that were originally hazy were like a hard ice at the moment, and the Ice Emperor's domineering and extremely domineering momentum directly subverted Huo Yumeng's delicate and well-behaved image.

It can be described as a soft and cute girl incarnated as a royal sister empress.

Meng Hongchen's heart trembled, why did she think that Huo Yumeng at this moment was more fragrant than Wang Dong in men's clothing, but the movements at hand did not stop.

The Ice Emperor's momentum was ignored.

She was furious.

She wanted to express her anger.

It was the anger that belonged to the Bingbi Emperor Scorpion.

"Whew!"

"Woohoo!"

The Ice Emperor snatched the cherry from Meng Hongchen's hand, threw it into his mouth unceremoniously, and looked at Meng Hongchen viciously and chewed it vigorously.

Huge red cherry juice splattered, spilling from the corners of her mouth.

Huo Yumeng in the Sea of Spirits was stunned, she forgot one thing, the habits of soul beasts and humans are different.

But it seemed that Meng Hongchen was indeed shocked, and watched the Ice Emperor's triumphant demonstration in a daze.

This girl's saliva is poisonous!

Mo Yuan also reacted, he didn't dare to bet on whether Huo Yumeng could withstand Meng Hongchen's fierce poison. Even if the poison in the saliva is much weaker than the fierce poison released with real soul power.

His eyes swept over Huo Yumeng's throat after the Ice Emperor possessed him, and he hadn't swallowed it yet, but he still had time.

So Mo Yuan directly grabbed Huo Yumeng's white and tender throat with his right hand to prevent the poisonous cherry juice from being swallowed, and the other side stuck it without hesitation, and grabbed Huo Yumeng's ponytail with his left hand and pressed it on the back of his head to prevent escape.

Mo Yuan's throat squirmed, and with the air, he sucked out all the cherries that had been shattered by the snow-white teeth as forcefully as a plunder.

"Poof."

After the lips parted, there was a sound like the opening of red wine. Huo Yumeng rolled his eyes, and it took a while to recover from the suffocating feeling.

The Ice Emperor looked at Mo Yuan's eyes with anger and shame, and finally stomped his foot and retracted into the sea of spirits, and Huo Yumeng himself naturally controlled his body again.

Mo Yuan was a little curious, none of the eyes, expressions, and movements just now looked like Huo Yumeng.

Because he is too familiar with Huo Yumeng, this is one of the reasons why he has not done anything to Huo Yumeng so far.

It's so familiar that I can't produce that feeling of spring.

But just now, Mo Yuan's heart moved.

That kind of gesture that Huo Yumeng himself had never shown successfully provoked Mo Yuan's pure love for her in another direction.

At this time, Huo Yumeng should be said to be happy and ashamed, looking down at the toes that came together, his little hands tangled around the corners of his clothes, "Brother, what ......are you doing?"

Mo Yuan glanced at Meng Hongchen and said solemnly to Huo Yumeng: "She has a breath, don't eat indiscriminately." ”

"Uh-huh"

Huo Yumeng agreed, turned around and ran into the arms of the big sisters next to him.

Today has made unprecedented progress, and I can let my brother go for a while.

Ling Luochen said indifferently: "In this way, it is called a degree of tightness." Too much oppression of a man's private space will only backfire and will make him hate him. ”

Huo Yumeng was pulled aside by Xiao Xiao and the others to exchange experiences.

Xiao Xiao's eyes lit up like stars, and he hurriedly asked, "What does it feel like?" ”

Wang Dong and Zhu Lu were also quite curious, looking at her with expectant eyes.

Huo Yumeng's face was embarrassed, because he had switched his body to the Ice Emperor at that time, and he was not impressed. she

took the initiative to reach out and hold her neck, gently forced, but she couldn't imitate that feeling, she couldn't describe it, which made the third girl a little lost.

Zhu Lu touched her neck and tried to tighten the collar by herself, but the force was too strong, and she really couldn't breathe, so scared that Huo Yumeng and the others hurriedly helped her adjust back.

The melodious silver bells rang in a haphazard manner.

And in the sea of knowledge, the Ice Emperor's anger has not yet gone down.

Although she uses Huo Yumeng's body, she is the real experiencer.

……

Tianmeng is also rolling sadly with the round body of the ice silkworm.

Damn, why should I be lazy?

If I had taken the initiative, my Bingbing would not have been, and I would not have been ......

Woo woo, that's my Bingbing, mine.

Eight + one day in the morning.

As soon as May Day ended, there was such a set of heavy punches, Gan.