() Follow Pan Mingyue out of the public room and walked towards the top floor of Daming Bao Pavilion. Along the way, the beautiful waiters of Yingying Yanyan all politely salute Pan Mingyue, and by the way, he, a guy who was a little curious in the eyes of all the beauties, also paid enough attention.

Mu Yun's vanity was greatly satisfied.

After all, not everyone has the opportunity to show off in front of so many beauties.

Looking at Pan Mingyue's graceful figure, Mu Yun felt a sense of heat in his heart. Pan Mingyue was like a mature and charming rose.

She was wearing a tight long skirt with deep red se, and the hem was dragged onto the smooth and hard floor. Her beautiful buttocks were tight and soft, as soft as boneless, and her slender waist, which seemed to be unable to hold, twisted slightly, making her look even more graceful.

But Mu Yun's eyes were staring at the pair of beautiful legs hidden under the crimson tight long skirt.

As if she noticed Mu Yun's gaze, Pan Mingyue's cheeks were pink. She glared at Mu Yun angrily and said hatefully: "Where should I look?"

Mu Yun quickly withdrew his eyes, but inadvertently saw Pan Mingyue's delicate and small jade feet, and his heart became more and more angry.

"Sister Mingyue is such a beauty..."

"You still see?" Pan Mingyue treaded the ground hatefully, and a crisp click. The soles of her high heels collided with the hard floor, overwhelmed and broke, "Oh..."

Pan Mingyue was about to fall down when she was unstable. Mu Yun moved quickly and hugged Pan Mingyue tightly.

Pan Mingyue looked at Mu Yun with pink cheeks: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" Mu Yun supported Pan Mingyue from behind. From the front, Pan Mingyue's whole body was pressed against Mu Yun, and Mu Yun's hands were placed appropriately on Pan Mingyue's chest.

Mu Yun felt the warmth and fragrance emitted from Pan Mingyue's body, and felt intoxicated, and his heart was ready to move.

Since he experienced that night with Musangzi, he often dreamed of going to visit with Musangzi or Lan Xue when he was resting in the evening, and sometimes he had dreamed of Pan Mingyue.

"Huh? What is this? Why is it so soft? It feels so comfortable to touch..." Mu Yun kept kneading his hands, and secretly sighed that Sister Mingyue's figure was good.

"Sister Mingyue, what's wrong with you?" Mu Yun felt that Pan Mingyue's body was completely supported by him. His body trembled slightly and asked in confusion. Se, his face flushed, as if he was drunk. He said Mu Yun in a angrily way, his voice was soft and powerless, but it was full of endless temptation.

It was only then that Mu Yun could see clearly that the reason why his hands felt so weak and so comfortable was that the part he was pinching was Pan Mingyue’s chest.

"You...you might as well let go..." Pan Mingyue was almost crying. She had never experienced such a situation since she was a child. Although she had married, on the night of her marriage, her husband left because of the incident and was gone forever. It can be said that she had also experienced the affairs of men and women.

But her body has long been mature and cannot withstand teasing at all. How could she bear Mu Yun's teasing of her nakedness?

Seeing that Pan Mingyue was almost crying, Mu Yun quickly pulled back his hands, and kneaded them twice while pulling them back, sighing inwardly that he would be blessed if anyone could marry Sister Mingyue.

"You slut!" Pan Mingyue pushed Mu Yun away, his eyes full of anger.

"Uh..." Mu Yun touched the back of his head, but didn't know how to explain it. In fact, he accidentally...

Seeing that no one was passing by around, Pan Mingyue glared at Mu Yun with hatred: "I'll deal with you later!"

After saying that, he took off his shoes and looked at them, threw them aside, and continued to walk forward.

Looking at Pan Mingyue's actions, Mu Yun was shocked, as if he was struck by lightning.

His eyes fell on Pan Mingyue's jade feet with Pan Mingyue's movements. A sentence suddenly came to his mind: "It's as white as snow, so small that it's not enough to hold on. It can be said that it's too much to increase one point, and it's too small to reduce one point, just like a perfect work of art..."

This is what Pan Mingyue’s jade feet give him, even Sister Lan Xue has never given him this feeling.

"Go away! Do you still want the Five Elements Yuan Gang?" Pan Mingyue noticed that Mu Yun did not follow him. She turned around and found that Mu Yun's eyes fell on her jade feet. The anger that had just suppressed it suddenly came up again.

"Do you want me to tell Lanxue all this?" Pan Mingyue shouted gritted her teeth.

Suddenly, Mu Yun felt like a basin of cold water was poured all over. He shook his head quickly and walked up and said, "Sister Mingyue, I was accidentally just now, so don't tell Sister Lanxue."

Seeing Mu Yun begging for mercy, Pan Mingyue thought in her heart that Lan Xue had a great influence on Mu Yun, and it was impossible to say that it would not be delicious.

After snorting coldly, Pan Mingyue said, "Then how do you calculate the matter of bullying me?"

“No bullying…”

"I haven't bullied yet? Then how do you want to bully?"

"I……"

"Hmph! I don't have time to settle the score with you now. I'll deal with you after you have finished talking to Lord Fuming!"

Mu Yun timidly followed Pan Mingyue and did not dare to be distracted. Pan Mingyue's complaints were still very useful. Mu Yun was not afraid of anyone, just because she was afraid of Lan Xue.

Lanxue is her first love.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the top of the Daming Bao Pavilion. Looking at the familiar environment, Mu Yun remembered the agreement between him and Fu Ming.

But he had never contacted him for a long time, and he almost forgot about the agreement between the two.

His head suddenly turned around and suddenly felt that looking for him might also be related to the previous agreement.

"Come in!" Pan Mingyue knocked on the door lightly, and heard Fu Ming's quiet voice coming from inside.

"Okay, you go in! I won't go in!" Pan Mingyue glared at Mu Yun and said, while opening the door for him.

After watching Pan Mingyue walk away, Mu Yun pushed open the door and entered the room.

Sure enough, behind the solid and wide wooden table, Fu Ming was leaning against the recliner, his eyes slightly closed, looking tired.

"Meet Lord Fuming." Mu Yun bowed slightly.

Fu Ming suddenly opened his eyes. Mu Yun saw two lightnings suddenly appear, and he immediately felt that Fu Ming's momentum instantly rose to the extreme, and a heavy pressure came to his face.

"Do you have a strong sensation?" Mu Yun smiled in his heart.

When we met last time, Fuming was also very powerful, but he didn't care much. This time Fuming used this move again, and Mu Yun didn't feel anything. He was different now. He was no longer Mu Yun of the past.

In the past, he could resist the momentum of fame, not to mention now?

In his eyes, the so-called threatening force is nothing.
Chapter completed!