Chapter 2611

But now, Emperor Mo Xuan could not even control his own emotions.

Because

Is the night clear?

Don't wait for your response.

A cold hurricane came, wrapped around her arm and pulled her back.

This tension, sudden, and overbearing.

Jun Qingwu couldn't stand still for a moment and ran into a chair.

She has a slight frown in pain.

However, the man who made the hurricane didn't realize it.

Instead, she pushed harder and threw her behind her.

The mahogany chair fell to the ground with a loud crash.

"Emperor Mo Xuan!"

Night Qingluo suddenly stood up, looking at the inexplicable crazy man: "you are dissatisfied with me, even if you come to me, why take small dance to vent your anger!"

Emperor Mo Xuan's expression is colder.

Eyes, opposite the eyes of the night.

Less inclined, as if under the threat of the girl's urgent eyes.

His gloomy face, his sleeve robe move, the hurricane suddenly dissipated.

Jun Qingwu's body, also because of the sudden loss of the hurricane's tension, delicate body slightly shaking.

Her leg, because of the chair she had just hit, couldn't bear the force and fell to one side.

That gorgeous face, a little pale.

"Little dance!" Night Qingluo step a flash, straight across the emperor Mo Xuan, quickly catch Jun dance.

She's very fast.

When I brush the emperor's ink.

The emperor also bumped into his shoulder.

Her arm, steady catch Jun, dance, immediately support her, sit down on the spot.

The collision made emperor Mo Xuan's tall and tall body step back a little.

However, the girl who hit him did not even have a look on him.

Thinking of this, Emperor Mo Xuan's whole body was as if he had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

The surrounding air, as if in this moment, condensed into frost.

He fixed to watch half squat on the ground, dance for the king, check the foot of the girl.

Dark peach eyes, like ten thousand years of ice, in his eyes broken into pieces of ice.

The low pressure he released.

People in the house can sense it.

The night is no exception.

After simple bandaging for Jun Qingwu, she called Yan Xiaoyi and peach, and helped Jun Qingwu to the past.

After all this, she clapped her hands and turned around, not afraid of the man behind her, as if to strangle her face.

Instead, she stepped forward, raised her hand and grabbed his collar.

An elbow, across his chest.

"Emperor Mo Xuan, what do you want?" The night clear falls squint Mei Mou, the voice already does not resemble before, sedulously pretends to be coquettish, "did not make enough?"

Kiss him, and failed to press down the centrifugal Gu.

Night Qingluo has no idea what to do, in order to let emperor Mo Xuan return to his love Gu.

I heard the faint anger in the tone of the night.

The eye color of emperor Mo Xuan is heavy.

A nameless sense of depression, spread in the heart.

It's not a dogged one. Do you want to pester him?

Now for a woman.

Talk to him like that?

Because he hurt Jun Qingwu's leg.

She even deliberately flattered him, all disdain?

Yes.

He knows it very well.

Night Qingluo from the beginning, constantly tempting him, kiss him.

Although it seems domineering.

But has been deliberately flattering him.

Even if it's a kiss.

With that kind of care.

But now, for another Unimportant woman, cold to him?

This is her obsession, is that what she likes about him?

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