Master Yan's dark eyes fell on her pink and red lips. Looking at the evil smile that bloomed with her moist lips, my heart was filled with excitement.

He glanced at her with a playful look, and said in a slightly low voice with a mute voice: "A feeling of being reluctant to let go."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu, who had only wanted to tease him, twitched his mouth. Seeing his handsome face getting closer and closer, she suddenly broke free from his hand and jumped up, retreated from him and stared at him vigilantly, with anger on his face.

"Master Yan, I am not as good as Long Yang! Even if you want to harm me, you can't harm me! I'm still young! I'm only fifteen years old, and I'm a budding flower that is about to bloom, but I can't withstand your destruction."

Outside the door, Ying Yi nodded with tears when he heard this, thinking to himself: Even if you have a habit of breaking your sleeves, you can't pick this kid! What's the best kid? He is tricky and weird, but he is still a disfigured. If you really like him, it's not that you destroy him, but that he ruins you!

However, when Master Yan heard his words, he drew several black lines on his forehead.

How good is Long Yang? Who said he is as good as Long Yang? What mess is this woman thinking all day long?

Looking at her face of fear and defense, his originally slightly rippling heart gradually calmed down, slowed down his face, and looked at the woman with a flat look, his voice was cold, with a bit of gritting teeth.

"You're thinking too much, I have no bad habits."

Is Feng Jiu believed this? Of course, the answer is not to believe it!

So she moved out and smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I think you should have no bad habits. Yingyi also said that you are definitely a man who is good at seeing and using it, otherwise you wouldn't have gotten two beauties for you in one go, right?"

Hearing this, the shadow outside the door burst into tears: I said to my little ancestor, can you just take me with me if you don’t say anything?

Master Yan sat without moving, and his fingers tapped the table one after another. He watched the woman move small steps to the door, and ran out.

"It's getting late, so I won't disturb Lord Yan's rest."

When the words came out, the person was gone.

"Xingyi."

Hearing that the master in the room was calling him, Yingyi walked in with a tough bullet and said, "Lord, Master."

"Tell her, I want you to bring two women to bed?" Master Yan's eyes fell on Yingyi with a smile, making him dare not look up at all.

"I, my subordinate met a ghost doctor in the pavilion. When he asked, I just said, "I just said..." Cold sweat oozed out of my forehead like beads, and I couldn't even speak.

"Maybe, you want to stay at Qingfeng Tower for a few days?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Yi's face turned pale and she knelt down with a plop: "Master is angry and sinful. I will definitely not have another time!"

"Go down! If there is another time, I will not forgive you!" He waved his hand and signaled him to retreat.

"Yes." Ying Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly got up and went out.

After he stepped down, he thought of the woman avoiding him like a snake or a scorpion, and frowned, touched his chin, and thought to himself: Can't my appearance still touch her?

It should be impossible. He is still very confident in his appearance. However, since this is the case, why doesn't that woman sell the bill?
Chapter completed!