She couldn't help but stomp Duanmu Chen's instep a few times. Damn bastard, are you going to be the one who takes the initiative? You don't want to eat when you come to your door. Are you stupid?

Duanmu Chen seemed to notice her anxiety and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Qinger, is the tip of his tongue numb? I'll help you rub it!"

He covered her ear and said ambiguously. The scorching breath fell on her crystal-like earlobe. Under his gaze, Yue Qingqing only felt a heat rushing to her head, gorgeous again, blushing!

Just looking at this, Duanmu Chen couldn't help but feel involuntarily. He finally grabbed her red lips as Yue wished, and turned his back on the spot!

Bing Xinyan's heat had just dissipated in the air, and a cluster of extremely hot flames ignited again in this place.

Yue Qingqing only felt the sky spinning, and instinctively hugged him tighter.

Duanmuchen's kiss fell on her neck tightly, and her slender fingers picked up her clothes.

The cold touch made Yue tremble all over her body. His fingers seemed to have magical power, lit up the sparks hidden deep in her heart.

Duanmuchen's fingers went down and fell on a soft ball. His five fingers subconsciously shrank, and a strange cry suddenly woke the intoxicated two people up.

"What?" Duanmu Chen closed his fingers again. The fluffy touch was really weird!

Several black lines fell from Yue Qingqing's head: "Chrysanthemum...flowers..."

Duanmuchen twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and opened it, and it was the little chrysanthemum that covered his palm!

The white snow-like fluff of Ju Ye was burnt in large areas. The golden chrysanthemum on her head was hanging down sickly. Duanmu Chen raised his hand and asked subconsciously: "It wasn't hurt by Bing Xinyan, right?"

Yue Qingqing met the agile eyes and gritted her teeth and said, "Do you look at it like a trace of being injured?"

As soon as Yue Qingqing finished speaking, Ju Ye's big eyes that were so sluggish immediately became dull. Her reaction ability was really powerful.

Duanmuchen's face became extremely gloomy. He could suddenly understand why his father's miserable expression was whenever he kicked open the door of his parents' room...

The delicious food in his mouth slipped away without even chewing it. This feeling made him even murderous.

Under the stigma of shyness, anger and dissatisfaction, Ju Ye tried hard to shrink into a ball, rolled on the ground, and ran a few meters away after rolling out: "Little master, Ju Hua is here, please pack it and take it away!"

All the feelings disappeared when the little chrysanthemum was making such a fuss.

Duanmuchen's face smelled bad for a whole day, and he didn't get better until he left the passage.

When they came out of the Chu family's lotus pond, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Mom, what happened here?" Yue Xiaoxuan scratched her head, looking puzzled.

"It seems that there is a strong man fighting here!" Yue Qingqing looked at one big pit after another in front of her and the blood in the pit. The doubts in her eyes became deeper. She tilted her head and looked at the man beside her and said, "Duanmuchen, this pit seems to have your breath!"

Although it was so indifferent that it was almost impossible to notice, Duanmu Chen had been underground with them all the time, so how could he fight with others here?
Chapter completed!