Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3901: Xiao Luoer, I am late

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Ye Qing lowered his eyebrows.

Looking at the madness in Chu Wuxin’s eyes.

Her heart chuckled.

Subconsciously, I want to get rid of Chu Wuxin’s restraint.

Chu Wuxin buckled it tighter.

Long arms swept away.

He pressed Ye Qingluo heavily into his arms.

The smell of Mei Xiang made Ye Qingluo frown, which was very uncomfortable.

She struggled: “Chu Wuxin!”

“You woman, really cruel.” Chu Wuxin was in her ear, almost gritted his teeth, “This time, I really don’t want to be softer!”

His voice just fell off.

The arm slammed hard.

The warm breath of the man rushed over at close range.

There was also a hint of scent that made her feel the alarm bell.

Almost the moment the man lowered his head.

Ye Qing’s eyes flashed coldly.

Profound power burst out.

If you flip your palm, you must act on Chu Wuxin, avoiding his approach.

That’s the moment.

There was a heavy “muffled hum” in my ear.

The hand on the waist suddenly loosened.

Instead, there is another powerful force.

Familiar with the elegant sandalwood entering the nose.

Ye Qingluo turned her head happily.

Sure enough, he saw his own man and appeared behind him.

Di Moxuan held her waist with one hand, his face was noble and elegant, with a cold gaze, staring at Chu Wuxin closely.

“I’m late.”

The man’s deep and mellow voice instantly calmed Ye Qingluo’s restless heart.

His generous palms rubbed the young girl’s body into his arms.

Different generous and hard.

Different warmth.

Different taste.

It feels completely different from Chu Wuxin.

Di Moxuan… is the feeling in her heart that she most wants to have…

Ye Qing’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

Suddenly he raised his lips, wrapped his hands tightly around the man’s sturdy waist, and buried his face in his chest.

Chu Wuxin was hit in the palm of the hand and backed up a few steps before he could stand firm.

It was red like flames and shook.

Ye Qingluo poked his head to look at Chu Wuxin after taking in the warmth.

I feel…At this moment, Chu Wuxin has a…the bleakness of flames that is about to extinguish.

It seems to have lost everything

Light.

It seems to be aware of her gaze.

Chu Wuxin held his chest and turned pale, and looked at her as well.

After meeting her gaze.

A smile appeared on that cold face.

The arc that rises slightly.

Mixed with superficial bitterness.

Ye Qingluo couldn’t help but frowned once again.

When I haven’t thought about it.

A big palm suddenly covered her eyes.

In front of me, it was warm and I couldn’t see anything.

“Don’t look at him.”

The man’s domineering voice rang in his ears, and his tone was a bit curious.

After that, he raised his head and looked at Chu Wuxin, and a chill came out all over his body: “Chu Wuxin, the deity hasn’t settled accounts with you the last time, do you dare to repeat the trick?”

He opened his mouth.

Don’t be angry.

Chu Wuxin sneered and sneered: “What? I just touched her, so I was so angry, could it be… I think she is dirty?”

As soon as this is said.

The surrounding temperature has dropped to the extreme.

Di Moxuan’s eyes are cold and Mungdon appears.

The murderous spirit is also looting wildly.

Chu Wuxin laughed frantically.

That cold face looked extremely crazy.

The two sides are entangled with Xuangong.

It’s on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, a thin white hand lightly put on the back of the hand covering his eyes.

Slowly, pulling the hand down.

In front of the girl’s eyes, she recovered a piece of clarity.

Di Moxuan’s murderous aura immediately abated and looked down at her: “Xiao Luoer…”