"I know, so what" Mu Yan Yanran smiled, raised her hand and tugged on Xia Yifeng's clothes, closing the distance between herself and him.
Like a lazy cat, Mu Yan licked the corners of Xia Yifeng's lips.
Xia Yifeng's increasingly restless hands made Xia Yifeng feel that something was wrong.
But the greed in his heart prevented Xia Yifeng from interrupting Mu Yan's behavior.
Pressing Xia Yifeng under him again, Mu Yan supported his body with both hands and looked at Xia Yifeng with a condescending smile.
Sitting astride Xia Yifeng's body, Mu Yan untied his shirt lightly.
Taking off his silk robe, Mu Yan leaned down and exhaled like a orchid.
The warm soft tongue licked Xia Yifeng's skin, feeling Xia Yifeng's slight trembling, the smile at the corner of Mu Yan's mouth slowly deepened.
It's not that she doesn't know how to seduce men, it's just that she's too lazy to seduce him.
Mu Yan has forgotten how many years ago it was the last time he took the initiative to approach a man.
To treat Xia Yifeng like this today is just a thought and plan that suddenly flashed in Mu Yan's mind.
The outer robe was taken off, and Mu Yan was wearing a close-fitting lotus root silk shirt that was not easily exposed.
The creamy skin was just right exposed to the air, watching Xia Yifeng holding her breath, but Mu Yan never let Xia Yifeng get his wish too quickly.
The clothes gathered in front of the two looming round balls are far more attractive than the naked clothes.
Mu Yan used her soft breasts to simmer Xia Yifeng's hard chest.
When she took a breath, her chest rubbed against his, making Xia Yifeng's lower body become even more tense unconsciously.
Mu Yan put his arms around Xia Yifeng's neck and shoulders, and pressed his lips directly against his.
He even opened his teeth, biting Xia Yifeng's lower lip, and rolled his pink tongue between his lips, poking in and out, turning Xia Yifeng's mind into a mess.
Mu Yan's hair poured down like a waterfall, rubbing against Xia Yifeng's arms.
The hand that was holding the back of his neck was no longer restless and slipped into his lapel.
Mu Yan's red lips also began to invade downward, kissing the edge of Xia Yifeng's jaw, which was as hard as a prism, sliding down her throat and back to her neck bone.
A shallow smile bloomed on his face, and his beautiful eyes were bottomless.
The corners of Mu Yan's eyes were slightly raised, and when he smiled, he was as charming as the night.
His right hand ran all the way down Xia Yifeng's abdomen to between his legs, rubbing it gently.
Listening to the low voice in Xia Yifeng's throat, Mu Yan suddenly sat up straight, then narrowed his eyes with a wicked smile, and said unexpectedly: "Forget it, I won't play anymore."
"No more fun."
Xia Yifeng asked Mu Yan in a hoarse voice.
Seeing Mu Yan nod his head with an affirmative look on his face and climb off his body, Xia Yifeng sneered with a hot look and said, "Yan'er, turn this fire on."
It’s caused, but it’s not going to be extinguished, is it?”
"Yes, what can you do to me?"
Mu Yan curled his lips and rolled his eyes at Xia Yifeng.
Seeing Xia Yifeng preparing to pounce, Mu Yan threatened in a cold voice: "If you dare to touch the wound on my arm, I will never end it with you."
After saying that, Mu Yan stretched out his injured arm and stood between himself and Xia Yifeng, leaving Xia Yifeng stunned in distress and in a dilemma.
"Let's go to Han Bingning's place and have a look."
Mu Yan said while sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"Mu Yan."
Xia Yifeng looked at Mu Yan with obvious anger on his face.
Xia Yifeng said in a clear voice, "If you keep joking like this, you will bear the consequences."
"I, Mu Yan, am not scared of others.
Don't talk to me in this tone."
Looking at Xia Yifeng with disdain, Mu Yan tilted his body and fell on the bed.
Then he gently pushed Xia Yifeng's body and said slightly tiredly: "If Han Binning dares to touch you, I will kill her.
After all, you were injured because you are the granddaughter of General Han.
Don't you go and see If so, it’s not good.”
Mu Yan's words, "If Han Binning dares to touch you, I will kill her."
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Xia Yifeng's brows relaxed a little.
Seeing Mu Yan's determination to let herself go to Han Bingning's place, Xia Yifeng sighed heavily, stretched out her hand weakly and pressed her temples, and asked: "Yan'er, what are you planning on doing?
You must let me go this time."
"I will tell you when it's time to know.
This time today, I owe you."
With his eyes closed, Mu Yan's breathing slowly became steady.
Mu Yan replied to Xia Yifeng in a low voice.
Mu Yan's ambiguous words made Xia Yifeng feel a little itchy.
When Mu Yan said she owed him this time, did she mean using him to go to Han Binning to help her realize her little conspiracy, or did she mean that she had just ignited his desires but not extinguished them for him?
Sighing helplessly, Xia Yifeng ruffled Mu Yan's long hair vigorously, venting his dissatisfaction with her.
Then he dragged his heavy body out of bed, changed into clean clothes, and walked to Han Binning's residence with a few guards.
As Xia Yifeng disappeared, Mu Yan's eyes suddenly opened.
Staring in the direction Xia Yifeng left, Mu Yan raised the corners of his mouth coldly, turned over, found a comfortable position again, hugged the quilt and fell asleep.
Xia Yifeng stood expressionlessly at the door of Han Binning's room.
Looking at the candlelight in the room, Xia Yifeng waved her hand and signaled the people at the door to step back first, then knocked on the door latch.
After hearing Han Binning's voice, Xia Yifeng stepped in. in the room.
"emperor" Xia Yifeng's appearance surprised Han Binning.
Lying on the bed, Han Binning struggled to get up and salute Xia Yifeng, but was stopped by Xia Yifeng.
Holding Han Bingning's body down, Xia Yifeng shook his head and said, "Lie down.
There is no one else around, so there is no need for those extra courtesy."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xia Yifeng looked at Han Binning's weak and pale face and the scar on his cheek that was scratched by a sharp sword.
Xia Yifeng couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
After all, Xia Yifeng knew in her heart that this scratch would probably never disappear in her lifetime.
But after much deliberation, Xia Yifeng still couldn't figure out what Mu Yan's purpose was for letting him come here.
"Sister Yan'er, are you okay?"
she asked Xia Yifeng softly.
Han Binning's concern for Mu Yan made Xia Yifeng slightly stunned.
"It's okay.
It's better for you to pay more attention to yourself."
Lazily supporting one hand on the table, Xia Yifeng turned sideways and looked at Han Binning lying on the bed.
When his eyes fell on the scars on Han Binning's face, Xia Yifeng added, "I will find someone to help you heal it, don't worry."
"The Emperor is able to come see Bing Ning late at night.
Bing Ning is already extremely moved.
How can the Emperor spend more time on Bing Ning."
Lowering his eyes, Han Bing Ning's eyes were filled with mist.
"It's just a face.
If it's broken, it's broken.
As long as the emperor is fine, Bing Ning will feel at ease
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