"Hiss --"

yuefusang couldn't help chuckling and his eyes were cold. "Because manjushu, I have warned you many times not to waste time on me. No matter now or in the future, I will not give you any response. I'm not interested in spending it with you all the time. If you plan to do so, it's better to kill me. "

"Oh, kill you?"

Hearing this, Su Kui got up and naturally put his hands on his shoulders. His red lips fell on his ears, and his breath was like blue. "The more Fusang, I hope you will not regret what you said today," her dark red eyes flashed like jewels and then disappeared.

Seeker couldn't hear what they were saying, but looking at their intimate gesture and their natural match made him feel jealous from the bottom of his heart.

It turned out that what those people said was true!

He had a wry smile on his lips, and his eyes were dim. The smell of blood in his mouth had not disappeared. He clenched his teeth and quietly retreated. This scene is particularly dazzling.

A woman who makes public like that has no violence before him. Why did the man turn a blind eye to her? Those things that others dream about are easily obtained by him. Why doesn't he treasure them?!

The nose is again filled with the fragrance of Datura, and a warm air stream comes from the ear, as if there is an electric current flowing down the auricle to the heart. As soon as he had a look in his eyes, his thin lips tightened. He's still not used to this woman's approach. Her breath is too overbearing and dangerous, with a strong sharp, enough to pierce people's hearts.

"Because Manjusri --"

he said in a deep voice, "I hope you can stop it!"

Has she been so light? For other men, too? As long as I think of what she will do to him and to others, I have a place in my heart, making a silent clamor.

Dull, as if torn by an invisible hand.

It's either painful or stuffy, and then convey to him a kind of unpleasant feeling, which is very inexplicable.

At this moment, that feeling came back again. His lead gray eyes rose to a dark color and looked at her deeply. Her eyes, pupil is dark red, looks as if full of blood, enchanting, fascinating.

It's like a monster crawling out of hell.

Such a woman should be bound with delicate and complicated gold chains and locked up so that the outside world can no longer see her beautiful appearance, charming smile, and her casual and loose grace. She shouldn't be so domineering as she is now. She's so dazzling that everyone's eyes can't help following her figure.

As long as she wants, she can seduce many people to fall in love with her easily.

It's very dangerous!

In fact, the more Fusang's mind, it is thinking of such a picture.

A woman with delicate skin like snow is wearing a red yarn and a bed covered with green silk like seaweed. Her delicate wrists and ankles are bound with delicate chains. The black blood vessels are hidden under the translucent white skin, which is fragile and attractive.

That's how she should be.

I noticed that the man's eyes gradually deepened as he looked at her, and the coldest and shallowest eyes flashed the unidentified desire.

Su Kui's fingertips moved, and his surface still looked like a relegated immortal coming out of the painting.