Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2888: My man is not so good to behave

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She gave Di Mo Xuan a helpless look.

I have given up the idea of ​​chasing loneliness again.

She turned around and continued to look at You Yin.

The man behind, leaned forward again, and stretched out his hand to wrap her waist.

The man's warm temperature covered her.

It's another kind of voice that can make people's ears pregnant, whispering in her ear.

"The most important thing is...You are the woman of the deity. How can the deity allow you to be alone with another man."

Another man?

Man?

Ye Qingluo's move that was originally going to struggle froze, her eyes looked a little uncertainly at You Yin: "You mean him?"

Di Moxuan raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Ye Qingluo: "..."

This ghost can also be called a man?

Can this be considered a man?

She is not blind.

Not stupid in mind.

How could it be possible to put a majestic style, the Emperor Moxuan who is comparable to a god.

On the contrary, you are interested in You Yin... you are not a man or a woman when you listen to her voice, and she looks like a monster with dry bones...?

Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched, indicating that he didn't want to talk to this man who opened his eyes and talked nonsense.

When Di Moxuan saw her silently, he leaned down.

The elegant scent of sandalwood scented into her nose even more.

"Why, are you still angry?"

His low-pitched voice, with a noticeable smile.

It's like facing a pet who is losing his temper.

His big palm is still on Ye Qingluo's head, gently rubbing it.

She also rubbed the sideburns, which she hadn't lifted up much, and scattered them.

Three thousand green silk, pouring down.

It sets off the face of the city, and it becomes more and more charming.

Di Moxuan's eyes dimmed slightly, and a faintly flashing flame of joy.

The slender fingers clasped her jaw suddenly.

The man's majestic face has been magnified in the clear pupils of the night.

Just when the man was about to get close to the girl’s pink lips.

A hand suddenly caught between the lips of the two of them.

Ye Qingluo's other hand pressed against Di Moxuan's chest and pushed him away.

Di Moxuan, who was rejected by Ye Qingluo again, looked a bit ugly.

The stern face rises, and the brow furrows.

All showed his anger at this time.

"As a man of mine, I can't even do a little bit of my request, so I want to ask for rewards?"

Ye Qingluo faced the ugly face of Di Moxuan, and was not afraid or nervous.

She raised her small eyebrows and gave him a chuckle with a chuckle.

Immediately, the delicate body suddenly leaned into his arms and leaned so tightly.

With a soft little hand on his neck, in a circle, he hooked his body down a bit.

On tiptoes, stand on tiptoe.

Her lips pressed against Di Moxuan's ear.

The girl's soft voice, with her unique sweetness and softness, and a bit of coquettish anger.

It made people listen, and I felt a crisp feeling all over my body.

"Now, if Lord Emperor wants to get something from me...beautiful, you have to behave obediently. After all...my man is not so good."

She just finished her words.

Before the man strengthened his arms to buckle her beautiful body.

Like a loach, slippery, slipped out of the man's arms.

Ye Qingluo tilted her head and blinked slyly at him.

Immediately, he stopped looking at Emperor Mo Xuan, but lowered his eyes, looked down and fell to the side, his figure floating, looming on You Yin.

She didn't notice either.

The man behind, the moment she turned around.

Slowly raised his hand and stroked it on the place where the young girl was whispering in her ear.

A faint smile overflowed between his eyebrows and eyes.