Yaya, you actually want to hurt someone under her nose?
With a thought in his mind, Wen Xining quickly took action and blocked the attack of the man in red. The man in red who was blocked did not rush and turned around to take action again, but this time the target was changed to Wen Xining.
Xining.
As the red clothes turned over, a faint fragrance spread to Wen Xining's nose.
Red clothes, fragrance, could this be a woman?
Wen Xining frowned. Seeing that the opponent had already reached her face, she did not reach out to block it again. Instead, she suddenly leaned back. While avoiding the opponent's attack, Wen Xining put one hand on the ground.
, one hand shot out as fast as lightning, and grabbed the chest of the man in red who was tilted above her due to inertia.
Pinch left, pinch right, flat? Could it be an airport?
While Wen Xining was in shock, the man in red, who was slightly stunned by her actions, suddenly put his arms around her waist, and with one move, he took her into his arms.
The aroma was getting stronger. Wen Xining, who had not expected him to act like this, was about to take action again when a seductive voice sounded in her ears: "Princess Shuo's way of welcoming her is really special, but I like it."
The warm breath blew into Wen Xining's ears, making her skin crawl all over. What surprised her even more was that the voice was clearly that of a man.
Man?! Damn, he is still a man wearing red clothes, wearing perfume, and now he is molesting her.
Wen Xining's elbow hit her back hard, but the man in red seemed to have anticipated her move, and he let go of her hand knowingly, barely avoiding being hit in the abdomen.
After being freed, Wen Xining stabilized his body and squinted at the other party, only to see a naughty smiling face. His skin was even fairer in a gorgeous red dress, and he had a pair of narrow phoenix eyes.
There was a touch of joking, a touch of badness, the thin red lips were slightly parted, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and he was looking at her with interest.
Wen Xining had to admit that this was a devilishly handsome man, a little more feminine and a little more unruly than the fool next to her.
"How is it? Are you satisfied with Princess Shuo's appearance?" When the man saw Wen Xining looking at him, the smile on his face became even wider. He reached out and touched his face, full of fun.
Wen Xining, who was really shocked by his beauty, now listened to his extremely narcissistic words, but just glanced at him contemptuously, curled her lips and said: "She is indeed beautiful, but it is just a stinking beauty."