Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 4911:
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Ye Qingluo pursed her lower lip slightly.
I haven't spoken yet, the force of the waist is fastened fiercely.
The man's low and dull voice floated from the top of his head: "The pavilion owner originally has a habit of seizing wives."
The voice sounded very calm.
Ye Qingluo still heard it, and it was full of deep chills.
Like a sharp blade, it pierced Chu Wuxin's body.
Chu Wuxin raised his eyes slightly, his cold eyes met God's Mo Xuan's gaze, the arc of a smile that was not a smile still lingered on his lips.
As if provoking Di Mo Xuan, he said indifferently: "The wife of the seizure? She seems...not your wife."
He sneered: "You haven't booked a kiss, so why can't I please her?"
Di Moxuan's eyes suddenly resembled a gathering cold wind, which rolled up a whirlwind.
Just when Ye Qingluo felt the coolness, she raised her eyes to look at Emperor Moxuan.
The man's mood has returned to normal.
He didn't look angry, and even licked his lips. The thin, red lips were curved and imperceptible.
"The pavilion master is afraid that he has forgotten, Xiao Luoer...can only accept the person standing next to him, it is the deity."
The man's tone sounds very casual.
It was Chu Wuxin who made Fei's thin lips pursed with provocative irony, and his smile instantly froze on his face.
Di Moxuan was very satisfied with what he said, which caused a great reaction to Chu Wuxin.
The smile on the corners of his lips is deeper.
The carelessness between the eyebrows and eyes also exudes a bit of provocation.
"Of course the deity wouldn't mind. Someone's heart pleases me."
"Because, this shows that the deity’s vision is indeed very good, and the deity’s Xiao Luoer is very popular."
Words and sentences, all show his sovereignty.
Chu Wuxin's face is getting more and more ugly.
Partial.
At this time, Emperor Moxuan smiled scornfully and sarcastically, and said: "But...the pavilion master's joy makes the deity's Xiaoer very troubled."
"The heart of the pavilion master makes the deity's Xiaoer very troublesome."
"The heart of the pavilion master makes the deity's Xiaoer very troublesome."
"..."
This sentence kept lingering in my mind.
As if the replay button was pressed.
Chu Wuxin's dark eyes are like surging stormy waves.
The hands hanging by the side, slowly grasped one by one.
Fingertips, the roots are white.
The cold and cast face exudes a deep chill.
His likes...
Let Ye Qing fall, are you so bored?
In particular, this sentence was spoken by Emperor Moxuan.
Chu Wuxin chuckled softly.
The face is as cold as cast, and the eyebrows are painful.
He looked directly at Ye Qingluo, and asked word by word: "Do you... do you think so too?"
The man's body is obviously still a little unstable.
Among the fingertips holding his chest, there is still a faint see of blood oozing out.
A red dress, a little messy.
It looked a little embarrassing.
His sight is also strangely hot.
As if to burn her.
Ye Qingluo met his gaze, frowning slightly.
For this question from him.
To be honest.
If you want to answer, it's a bit complicated.
She considered the words in her mind.
Maybe it takes too long to think.
The arm that stretched across the waist suddenly increased its strength.
Tighten her waist, a little tight.