Chapter 206

"Gu Xingze..."

As soon as the voice fell, the face of muyazhe suddenly sank, frozen and cold.

For a time, the atmosphere was like ice, as if it had just been a hot dog days, suddenly fell into the ice.

There is a trace of anger on the man's unhappy face. A pair of Phoenix eyes, deep as Hongyuan, are stained with a little sullen.

Now, what people read in his arms is the name of another man. For such a proud man as mu Yazhe, it is undoubtedly a disguised provocation.

Call other men's names, this stupid woman!

"Whose name are you calling?"

He was so angry that he pinched her waist, which made her laugh silly.

"Hee hee It's itchy. Don't bite me... "

Cloud poetry wrapped around his shoulder, and the pleasant laughter like a silver bell floated in the wind, like a wind bell.

She thought he was kidding her?! damn!

He held her cheek coldly, and with a few points of his fingertips, he pinched her deliberately.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Yun Shishi cried out in pain. Because of the pain, she began to hum like a cat.

She tried to struggle, but she couldn't use her strength. In vain, she made two hands into fists and waved them to his shoulder. However, she was already dazed, and her fists were often lost.

"Asshole! Let go of me... "

She was aggrieved and helpless, biting her lips. She twisted to the left and wanted to break away. However, the strength of the man was so great that she could not move at all.

However, it doesn't matter if it doesn't move. If it moves, the friction between the two people's bodies will inevitably lead to the fire.

At the moment, because of her drunkenness, her body is so hot that it seems to be ironed by her fiery skin across the skirt and gauze. Unconsciously, the body of muyazhe has permeated with a kind of intolerant and delicate sweat.

The woman didn't realize at the moment what terrible consequences she would bring.

If she was conscious at the moment, she would surely see a handsome face that the man was close to in front of her. She could not bear it.

"Who?"

The man forced her to look up into his eyes and demanded. "Whose name are you calling?"

"Gu Xingze..." The little woman kept him with her eyes wide open, her face full of innocent and witty smile. All of a sudden, she reached out her hand, slapped it, held his handsome face and rubbed it. "What is it? It's not Gu Xingze Whoosh... "

The expression is both bewilderment and intoxication. Obviously, it's not light.

However, he just liked the lazy look of her after she was drunk. It was like a little sticky cat, which was stuck in his broad arms, playing rogue and playing coquetry freely. It was like her world in his arms.

That little face is really fascinating. It's as charming as silk. At the moment, the eyes of shuilingling are a little intoxicated. They look at him intoxicated, as if they want to say it's still resting. The charming gesture seems to drip water from their eyes.

Deep in the pupil, like a beautiful flower blooming.

Discontentingly, the woman seemed to be unable to recognize the situation at hand, let alone who he was.

In the cold eyes of muyazhe, the danger is urgent. "Who am I?"

"Don't know..." Yunshishi desperately broke his wrist, and chuchuchuchupathetically said, "well Pain, don't Let go of me... "

Mu Yazhe narrowed his eyes slowly, and his face immediately sank under the pressure of darkness. He had a faint murderous spirit on his body unconsciously.

"Who am I?"

"Well..."

Mu Yazhe was angry and lowered her head, almost biting her lips fiercely.

She groaned with pain. She could not avoid it. She was full of energy.

The lips are the most tender place on the face, especially her lips, which are as fragile as the cherry blossom petals, crystal clear and moist, as if they can be broken by blowing bullets. When he bites, his strength is not small, leaving a shallow and sexy tooth mark.

"Go away Asshole Bastard... "

She slapped him on the shoulder, muttering, obviously dissatisfied with his bullying.

What a stupid woman. Drunk? So drunk, so heavy? Drunk even in front of who, in whose arms, there is no sense of it?

It's him today, and she's safe. But if he wasn't alert enough, what would happen next, would she know? Is there any expectation?

Where is Gu Xingze, who is reading in her heart? Can you protect her well?

He sneered at the woman's carelessness.

If he hadn't expected it, someone would have been intolerant of her. But he would have tripped her again and again. If he hadn't appeared in time, she would have been swallowed alive and left with nothing left!

He was angry. It wasn't that she was drunk. It was that she clearly knew how much she had to drink, but she still let herself go. Was she so relieved?She was drunk, and met him. If other men, she could show her boundless feelings?

It's like a sheep with no power to bind a chicken. Can it be slaughtered?!

Mu Yazhe's eyes were full of fire. His eyes, which had always been like ice, were stained with flames. He wished he could burn her out.

This stupid woman, can he just let her go?

He wants to make her deeply clear who she is in and what kind of situation she is in! If she is not allowed to learn something, she will not know where she is wrong.

Big palm, so big to dig into the skirt of her dress, tear hard, the valuable dress was torn into two parts by him.

Throw the skirt yarn in the way on one side, hold her waist with a big palm, and lift her high.

"Who am I?"

The cold voice, more and more set off in the breeze, gave birth to her ethereal thoughts and tried to drag her reason back.

"No, I don't know..."

"See who I am!"

Mu Yazhe fiercely drops a bite mark on her shoulder blade. If he doesn't reach the goal, he will never stop!

The cloud poem tries to widen its eyes, but the present is already gray.

Her constitution is very special. She never drinks anything. It's her limit to drink one cup of dry red wine at a time. The wine comes quickly and violently, but it fades slowly. In front of me, it's still a blur. I can't see clearly what people look like.

She can only touch the man's face with the only remaining sense, which is frozen by the night wind, and touch his lips, which are also cold, thin and cold without temperature.

Seeing that her mind is still unclear, muyazhe pinches her severely again, holds her face, approaches his face to him, stares at her with a pair of eyes, and asks again, "who am I?"

This time, Yun's poetry barely saw his appearance, and his little face was like the collapse of heaven and earth.