Chapter 1191： A mark exclusive to her!

"Yes!" Luo Xiaoman said, pressing his small face on Mo Yuan's chest, listening to the man's strong heartbeat.

Listening to the smooth and orderly rhythm, she felt that her heart was quiet and relaxed.

"Yuan, I don't want to be separated from you either. But, this is my own test." She pouted, her index finger drew circles on Mo Yuan's chest, and said helplessly: "If you rely too much on you, It will only leave us both in a place where there is no return."

Now Qing Cang is watching closely, and there are nine others who are ready to move. If she doesn't improve her strength as soon as possible, she can't stop the impact of so many forces.

Especially the strength of the Lord Qingcang, I don't know the depth, I am afraid that he will reach the pinnacle of the world!

Of course, Mo Yuan has unlimited potential, as long as the seal is unlocked, everything can be despised.

But she didn't want to see him lift the last seal for herself and walk towards the edge of the abyss of death.

Before she had thought of the way to crack it, she had to let Mo Yuan avoid being stimulated as much as possible, so as to forcibly lift her seal.

Mo Yuan slightly tightened Luo Xiaoman in his arms, feeling her warmth, and his tone was low and firm. "I promise you that before you come back, I will protect everything you value."

"I believe in you." Luo Xiaoman smiled slightly, and then looked at Mo Yuan with a playful look. The fiery gaze made the latter's handsome face fly red.

"Yuan, why are you so handsome?" She pursed her lips, tilted her head, and said with a hum, "I'm not here, don't many young ladies take the opportunity to come in?"

Mo Yuan was startled slightly, and was completely overwhelmed by Luo Xiaoman's jumping thinking!

This guy is making such a joke in such a serious atmosphere.

"No! I have to make a mark!" Luo Xiaoman smiled slyly, then pounced on him, and kissed Mo Yuan on the neck.

Mo Yuan's pupils shrank, his whole body froze like an electric shock, his body froze inexplicably, his mind was blank.

He could feel that Luo Xiaoman was sucking the skin on his neck vigorously, trying to put a mark on his body that was exclusive to her.

"Alright!" Luo Xiaoman akimbo, looking at a red mark on Mo Yuan's neck with satisfaction. "Yuan, you are my one now. From now on, you are not allowed to tease Miss Sister, nor can Miss Sister tease you, know?"

Although Luo Xiaoman is very domineering, in Mo Yuan's eyes, he is very cute. This kind of strong possessiveness makes his heart throb inexplicably.

"I only have you in my eyes." Mo Yuan walked over, hugged Luo Xiaoman, and said: "Unless you come back, this mark will not disappear."

Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes, this mark was sucked out by her, and it will disappear after a while.

However, she didn't know that Mo Yuan had secretly managed to lock the bruise of this mark, and unless he wanted to, it would not disappear.

Luo Xiaoman and Mo Yuan returned to the banquet and found that Zhu Yingtian had left the banquet. They should be dealing with some state affairs.

After all, he is the prince of a country, and it is not easy to be able to spend so much time with him.

Luo Xiaoman lowered his eyes and glanced at a red string on his wrist, which Zhu Yingtian put on herself before, and she could feel that Zhu Yingtian really treated herself as a daughter.

"Xiaoman, don't you and Mo Yuan stay alone?" At this time, Luo Qingyi was drinking a little wine by himself, as for the others who were already drunk, sleeping asleep, and few awake.