Seeing that Zhuang Zhou was silent, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but raise her head, only to see Zhuang Zhou staring at her lips, thinking, in a daze.
"Master, if nothing happens, Xiaozhu will go down first."
After saying that, Yan Xiaomo hurriedly left the hall before Zhuang Zhou agreed, feeling a little nervous but also a little excited.
Starting from the kiss just now, Zhuang Zhou's favorability towards her actually increased by ten points.
Seeing Yan Xiaomo leave, Zhuang Zhou didn't say anything, only thinking that Yan Xiaomo left because of shyness.
"Xiaozhu, master, I'm afraid you have to change your mind."
Zhuang Zhou murmured twice to the air, a glimmer of light flashed in his cold eyes.
I don't know when, Xiaozhu has broken into his heart, making him unable to ignore the feelings in his heart anymore.
It is said that those who cultivate immortality cannot be fettered by emotions, but he was fettered uncontrollably.
It doesn't matter if he is simply bound, or if he fails to become an immortal, as long as she is by his side, that is enough.
Besides, even if you have emotional bonds, it doesn't mean that you can't cultivate to immortality.
You may be slow to cultivate.
Xiu Xian's love lives up to his feelings.
After thinking about it, Zhuang Zhou's originally tight eyebrows relaxed slightly, and his brown eyes were as bright as glass beads, so beautiful that they could make the sun and moon dim.
Yan Xiaomo was not far from the main hall when he was suddenly pulled down behind a big tree by a force.
Before he could scream, his mouth was covered.
"It's me, Xiao Zhu'er."
Mo Wushuang's voice sounded deep, and when he felt the warmth in his palm, an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.
But thinking of the scene in the palace, Mo Wushuang's eyes became a little colder.
After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Yan Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was being targeted by some bad guy.
Although this uncle is not a good person, he is not a heinous bad person either.
But Mo Wushuang was too close, and their postures were ambiguous, which made Yan Xiaomo a little confused as to where to put her hands and feet.
Mo Wushuang stared closely at the bright red mouth.
The full mouth had a sheen that had been picked, which made him squint, signaling a danger.
Yan Xiaomo was a little flustered by Mo Wushuang's stare.
There was a big tree behind him and there was no way out.
"Uncle Master, what do you have?"
Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was sealed.
Yan Xiaomo was a little shocked, what the hell did Mo Wushuang do to kiss her.
His hands pressed against Mo Wushuang's chest with some resistance, but it had no effect at all.
"No, Master."
Yan Xiaomo gritted her teeth tightly, but she didn't expect that Mo Wushuang would actually bite her on the lips.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but scream in pain, but she didn't expect that it would bring punishment.
The sexual tongue penetrated into her mouth.
Having been kissed by Zhuang Zhou just now, and now being kissed by Mo Wushuang, Yan Xiaomo felt like her mouth would be broken by the kiss.
Yan Xiaomo wanted to calm down and talk to Mo Wushuang, but Mo Wushuang didn't give her a chance.
This kiss was much more violent than Zhuang Zhou's.
Yan Xiaomo had difficulty breathing during the kiss.
A fair little face turned red from being suppressed.
Until the kiss ended, Yan Xiaomo felt like she was about to faint.
"Xiao Zhu'er, my uncle appreciates how tight you are, so I can't be partial to my uncle."
Mo Wushuang looked at the woman in front of him with a hint of something in his words, with a hint of curvature at the corner of his mouth, and an evil smile on his face.
Looking at that crimson little face, the smile on Mo Wushuang's face deepened. oshow7: