"Brother ye, do you think it's hot here? What a pain? " Han Jiaming's voice became extremely hoarse, and his hands kept pulling his clothes. Under the orange candle light, you can see the man's handsome face, and the sweat flowing down his face and into his chest. Sexy and charming. Han Jiaming's eyes were blurred, and he stumbled toward Mu Yan, as if longing for something. Muyan raised his Qijue sword with a backhand wave. Cold, blood spatter! The chest that Han Jiaming just exposed is delimited a bloodstain. The intense pain made him Snort and step back. Muyan's voice was a bit hoarse, but his tone was particularly cold: "Han Shaozhu, calm down, or my sword won't have eyes." Fortunately, just before the door was completely closed, she reflexively called out the seven Jue sword. Otherwise, I'm afraid there is no room for resistance. Han Jiaming covers his chest injury, shakes his head and shows a face of struggle and shame: "I'm sorry, I'm so abrupt. I just smell the fragrance. I don't know why I lost my mind and took you as a woman. Brother ye, if you are angry, cut me... "His voice suddenly stopped, and some red eyes suddenly widened, staring at Mu Yan like disbelief:" brother ye, are you... Are you a woman? " Mu Yan's heart sank, only to find that the disguise made by Jun Jitian for himself had disappeared. Although she is now dressed in men's clothes, but because of a cover up, so she did not go to change her face. So you can see at a glance that it's a woman disguised as a man, not a real man. But it's a coincidence“ I'm sorry Han Jiaming's flushed face turned red. He lowered his head slightly and couldn't help lifting it. With fanatical admiration and desire in his eyes, he said in a dumb voice: "brother ye, I didn't mean to be abrupt. But in my life, I have never seen a person so excited. The first time I saw you, I felt good for you. But at that time, I thought that... I thought you were a man and wanted to marry a demon princess, so I put down my feelings. "“ But now I know that you... You are actually a woman disguised as a man. Han feels as if God is looking after me... What kind of demon princess can't be compared with you in my heart. "“ We are locked up here today. Brother ye... Miss ye, you must feel the change of our bodies. Maybe it's the fate that God has given us. " He closed his eyes, showing an expression of pain and struggle. His voice became more hoarse, with a strong, almost irrepressible desire: "Miss ye, if Han can't help doing something worse than animals, I hope you... Don't hate me. I swear, I will be responsible for you. As long as you are willing to marry me, Miss ye, I promise that in this life, I, Han Jiaming, will only have you, ye Liangchen, as my wife. If I am ungrateful, I will let my people and gods abandon me and die together. Miss ye, I... "Muyan mercilessly interrupted him:" Han Shaozhu, you think too much. I've got a fiance and I'm not interested in marrying another one. " Han Jiaming suddenly clenched his hand on the side of his body, and the blue veins on his forehead beat slightly. But the expression on his face was almost perfectly controlled.