Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 737: Tell me personally

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"If you let Ah Feng investigate the Bei Ming clan, how can I not come."

Di Moxuan couldn't help but drop a kiss on her neck, and her long arms suddenly forced her to break the woman's soft body and face him.

Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips and snorted: "A Feng, you will be notified of everything. Did I go to the cottage a few times and he has to tell you too?"

Di Mo Xuan's peach blossom eyes are curving, which is really evil: "When I am away, I want to know everything about you."

Tightly, he lowered his head and chuckled in her ear: "As for how you went to the cottage, I hope you...tell me personally."

"You--" Fuck!

Dead! Change! state!

She admits it!

Looking at the puffed face of the beloved girl in the center of her arms, Di Mo Xuan's eyes became more and more pampered.

He squeezed Ye Qingluo's little hand, pressed it in his arms, and said with a low smile: "The people of the Beiming family are very smart. Compared with power, they yearn for a peaceful life."

"You came here just to tell me the results of the investigation in person?" Ye Qing raised her eyebrows, put her chin on his chest, and looked up at him.

Di Moxuan's black eyes were deep and deep, staring deeply into her eyes, and finally landed on her pink lips.

After touching his gaze, Ye Qingluo realized something, and her cheeks flushed red.

Raised a fist and hammered his chest, and buried his head in his arms: "What are you looking at!"

"Look at you."

The clear voice, mellow as wine, fascinated her heart.

His eyes are extremely serious.

Seems to trap Ye Qingluo into his own blood.

Now, it's not just cheeks that are hot.

Even her body is burning like a fire.

"Little Luoer..."

Di Mo Xuan's eyes are soft, and his voice pressure is extremely low.

He gently held up Ye Qingluo's small face, and stared at her shyly stunning face.

Such a little girl is more and more exciting.

Ye Qingluo's little heart beats puff and puff.

She can clearly see the seriousness in the man's eyes, and can clearly see the flames covering his pupils.

Ye Qingluo's small hand touched his cheeks.

This face is her familiar face.

Not the fake face of Yi Rong Cheng Mo Zun.

She held Di Moxuan's face in both hands, stood on her toes, and kissed his lips.

How did Emperor Moxuan miss the opportunity for the beloved woman's initiative?

The slender five fingers immediately clasped the back of her head, and the arm that lay across her waist also increased in strength, deepening the kiss.

His kiss is strong and domineering.

It didn't take a long time for Ye Qing to settle down, and she fell into his arms.

Until the two of them could not gasp, Di Moxuan loosened her red lips and closed her eyes satisfied.

Ye Qingluo's red ears are red, lying on his chest, panting heavily, and then listening to the man's dull and magnetic voice: "Xiao Luo'er is so active because of the excitement of the academy... Make you feel guilty to me?"

Ye Qing Luo raised his eyes, glared at him angrily, raised his fist, and the punch went down, hitting extremely hard.

Di Moxuan held down her fist, put it in his heart, and laughed.

His chest was constantly shaking and undulating, and the strong heartbeat from his palm made Ye Qingluo's palm gradually hot again.

Ye Qingluo was extremely ashamed.

Bad man!

Sure enough, her Taoism is still too shallow!

Every time in front of this man, she must be the only person blushing.

Why do you have to be fooled by him?

Clearly she is the real old driver!

Ye Qing opened his mouth and took a bite on his shoulder.

Mei Miao stared angrily at the boss, as if this was the only way to relieve the hotness on his face.