Chapter 550

If there is a good play to see, don't cherish Yan, who will never refuse.

"Well, I like watching movies best."

Then she got up quickly. Her body was about to fall, but she was firmly held in her arms by a pair of powerful hands.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I felt a palpitation at the bottom of the man's deep eyes.

Darling, damn it. Murong Yuzhen is dizzy.

Don't cherish Yan's busy lowering his head to cover up his abnormality. Only the irregular beating heart can't control it.

Murong Yu's palm was on her back, and his sight was the little woman who had never left her arms. Therefore, don't cherish Yan's move, which is undoubtedly just painting a snake and adding feet, hiding one's ears and stealing a bell.

But he likes it.

Murong Yu bent over and deliberately lowered his voice. He came to Mo Xiyan's ear and whispered, "what's the hurry? The play can't run."

His voice was low, but when he did it intentionally, it was incredibly soft, like a feather, gently stirred Mo Xiyan's sensitive nerve and stirred her already restless heartstrings for men.

The atmosphere was momentarily ambiguous, and the room was full of pink.

Mo Xiyan was nervous at this time. He could only hear his own heartbeat and the smell of men spraying wet on her ears and cheeks.

It is said that beauty hurts people. At this time, she just wants to shout, and men also hurt people.

"Why don't you talk? Did you change your mind not to go to the theatre with me?"

To his death, Murong Yu opened his mouth again in Mo Xiyan's ear, making the heart lake, which had been slightly settled, ripple again.

"Murong Yu, enough is enough." Mo Xiyan was a little angry, blushed, directly against the man's chest, raised his eyes and stared at him.

Bang.

Murong Yu breathed, his body stiffened, and his heart almost stopped. At one glance, he drowned in her bewitching black eyes.

He always knew that Mo Xiyan's attraction to himself was fatal.

But there has never been a moment like now that made him clearly aware of this.

But what if you know?

There is only such a woman in the world that makes him so.

It's just that the little woman doesn't seem to know that.

He also stared at him with his soul stirring eyes.

"You goblin."

Murong Yu couldn't help but bend over and stick the pair of lips he had already coveted.

"Hmm..." you are a goblin. Your whole family are goblins.

Mo Xiyan wanted to protest very much. Just about to open his mouth, he just let a man take the opportunity to attack the city and seize the land, take away her reason and even her soul, and completely forget what night this night is.

When she came back to her senses, she found herself being held by Murong Yu and walking in a corridor where candles beat.

She had never been here before and had never seen such a building. She was curious. She twisted her body and lay in the arms of a man, looking east and West.

She found that the building should be an all wooden structure. There seemed to be no door or other exit above the long corridor, but she could clearly hear different sounds from the back of the wall.

So she was sure that there must be a room behind the wall, but she couldn't find the door.

Listening to Murong Yu walking on top of her, you can still find a creaking voice. Mo Xiyan's interest is getting stronger and stronger. Finally, he can't help asking, "where is Murong Yu here?"

"Back to Yanlou." Murong Yu never hid from her.

"What's that for? Why are you here? Why am I here?" Mo Xiyan didn't hear this. He returned to his original position and looked up at Murong Yu, just like a clever curious baby.

Murong Yu was almost broken by her.

Fortunately, he took back his sight in time, which saved his reputation.

"Huiyan building is the most famous mechanism building in summer. It's not surprising that you've never been involved in the Jianghu."

Murong Yu answered Mo Xiyan's question as he walked. His voice was low and there was no sign of impatience.

"You? Ping Wang brought you here. The play we are going to see now is about him. Don't you want to see his bad luck?"

He didn't answer the question about himself, but Mo Xiyan didn't care at this time.

It seems that all her attention is now focused on watching Pingwang's good play.

"What are you waiting for, let's go!" Mo Xiyan said, struggling to get down from Murong Yu's arms, but he was firmly held by the man without shaking his strong arms.

This can not help but make her a little discouraged.

"How on earth do you grow this muscle? It can be hardened like this?" Mo Xi Yan chucked his mouth and poked the man's healthy meat with his right index finger.

She used to poke casually like venting, but in the end she enjoyed it.

She was playing Hi, but she didn't find Murong Yu's already tight body.

Mo Xiyan is the top medicine for Murong Yu. No matter a look or a small action, it can lead the effect of sky thunder and earth fire.

What's more, is there a substantive contact action like this?

But when he saw Mo Xiyan's happy narrowed eyes and his elated appearance, Murong Yu couldn't say the word "stop".

It's just that I owe her in my previous life. Murong Yu took a deep breath, pressed down the flame ignited by Mo Xiyan, and walked quickly towards the box of the auction.

But the closer he got, the slower his pace became.

He didn't want to end the catastrophe so quickly.

Murong Yu shook his head, lowered his head and eyes, looked at the little woman who had moved the position to his chest in his arms, and sighed helplessly. It was really tragic.

"Have we arrived?" it seemed that Murong Yu's speed slowed down. Mo Xiyan took back his fingers and looked forward. He found that there was still no door here, so he looked up at the man again.

"Well, right ahead."

Murong Yu nodded, tightened the Keren in his arms, took three steps forward and stopped.

Here, he put Mo Xiyan down.

"This is it?" Mo Xiyan stared at the wall and looked left and right, but there was no problem.

"If you, a layman, find out the flaws in the mechanism of the mechanism building, won't you be able to get along?"

Murong Yu smiled and rubbed the top of her hair. His right hand took her shoulder and hugged her into his arms. Then he patted the wall in front with his left hand.

Mo Xiyan noticed that Murong Yu's shooting method has a special rhythm.

She wrote it down secretly and planned to try another place later.

Just thinking, the wall cracked with a squeak, revealing a small room inside.

"It's really a door. It's amazing." Mo Xiyan shook off Murong Yu and stared at the door frame to study again.

He was carried into the house by Murong Yu before he looked at it. The door slammed shut again.

Meanwhile, the auction officially began.