Pu Yu sneered and cursed, "It's really a naughty man."

Although he was not a man in the Feng Clan, he was a veteran in the mortal world and often went to the places where the trellis were tucked. What kind of woman hadn't seen before?

But it was the first time he saw those shameless actions with a beautiful body like Zhou Tianhui.

Zhou Tianhui's body slanted and just slid into Pu Yu's arms. The only close bellyband on her body had already slipped down halfway through twisting, revealing a half-full semicircle. She smiled and said, "Have you been attracted by this lowly embryo from my slave family?"

Pu Yu swept over her already moved body, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head and approached Zhou Tianhui. His face was less than ten centimeters away from hers. A frivolous smirk appeared on his face: "What are you talking about?"

Zhou Tianhui was secretly happy, thinking that it was a hook, so she stretched out her jade arms and climbed onto Pu Yu's shoulders, and the soft plumpness rubbed gently on her chest: "I... thought the young master was..."

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Tianhui's pupils shrank suddenly. Just when she thought Pu Yu had become a guest in her skirt, her neck suddenly tightened, and Pu Yu's hand had already pinched her neck tightly.

Pu Yu's hand is a chicken claw, and his strength is extremely strong. At this moment, he did not use particularly strong force to make Zhou Tianhui difficult to breathe, and he had the illusion that his neck would be twisted at any time.

She grabbed Pu Yu's wrist with both hands and tried to spread him apart with force, but he didn't move at all.

Her face turned red, her eyes were raised and her eyes were rolling upwards, her face was very painful, and her feet kept kicking the ground...

Pu Yuxiao saw her dying struggle in his hands, and the uncontrollable desire on his face disappeared in an instant. He smiled evilly and said, "You are such a trick that is not good at the best. You dare to use it in front of me. You want to hook me and lure me, and go back and practice the charming skills for another 800 years."

Just now, Zhou Tianhui was using charming techniques to seduce Pu Yu. Her charming techniques have been well practiced. It’s a pity... Pu Yu’s willpower is not comparable to ordinary people, not to mention that he is still a boy and has never experienced real love and desire, so he doesn’t know the taste of it. He is not very enthusiastic about this aspect, and the effect of charming techniques is reduced by half.

Zhou Tianhui opened her mouth and tried hard to breathe, but Pu Yu's hand on her neck tightly, and her body was no longer locked and pressed by his spiritual sense, and he could not use magic at all.

Zhou Tianhui was very regretful at this moment. She was too careless and too confident in her charming skills. She thought she would definitely be able to subdue this young boy, but unexpectedly she thought to him, "Damn it, really."

If it was a real fight alone, she might not be able to fight Pu Yu, but now he has the advantage and can only be at a disadvantage.

Zhou Tianhui tried hard to speak, but couldn't make a sound, so she could only silently say, "I...I...I...I...I have something to say...I'm fine..."

Pu Yu sneered and ignored it. The force on his hands continued to increase, and Zhou Tianhui's face turned red and purple.

She tried hard to say, "I... no, it's not Zhou Tianhui. There are... very... very important things... to tell you..."

Pu Yu raised his eyebrows, the force on his hand was slightly relaxed, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you not Zhou Tianhui? Then who are you?"
Chapter completed!