"You...you are too narcissistic!" Mu Yutian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and opened his hand, "Yes, the leader of the army is handsome, wise and powerful, and he really makes all the girls fall for it. OK?"

Of course there is such a girl... she already knows one, and Mu Yutian naturally thought of Feng Qingliu.

"Yes, are there so many women who like me? Do you want to... grab me?" Murong Yanxing looked at Mu Yutian's face, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his lips, grabbed her wrist, and brought her into his arms.

Mu Yutian did not expect Murong Yanxing's sudden action, so she pressed against Murong Yanxing's firm chest without any resistance.

The end of her nose was full of Murong Yanxing's smell, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.

Mu Yutian raised her head slightly and looked at Murong Yanxing. This man's face was clearly angular and looked good... But what really attracted people to him was not only his appearance, but also because of the masculine aura he exuded all over his body.

This person's every move and every action is simply... a walking hormone-making machine.

Wearing military uniforms and casual clothes has different temperaments, which makes people feel that they can't help but want to spy on them.

What exactly is Murong Yanxing’s heart like?

Of course, she still couldn't see clearly.

"You, let me go..." Mu Yutian said something a little weak.

This person, regardless of whether he is pretending or not, is usually serious to others. Every time he gets along alone, he likes this kind of teasing and teasing of her.

Mu Yutian didn't know where he did it on purpose, so that he could give up the idea of ​​clinging to him early.

Murong Yanxing's head tilted slightly, leaned against Mu Yutian's ear, and whispered: "Since you have worked so hard, have you ever thought about cooking raw rice and other things?"

"You mean..." Mu Yutian's expression was not good-looking, but she couldn't help but blush because of what she imagined.

Mu Yutian covered her ears with her hands. Murong Yanxing's warm breath made her feel uncomfortable. Her heartbeats could not help but increase, and she felt that her hair was about to stand up.

Murong Yanxing didn't go around with her, so he said with a bad smile: "If you don't try, take the initiative to sacrifice yourself or something, seduce me first, follow the flow, let me be responsible for you, once and for all?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mu Yutian shook his hand away vigorously, "How could the commander of the Third Army say such words!"

Mu Yutian's shoulders were trembling slightly.

She... can do anything, and she can be fooled by him when she goes to the army, laughs at him, bullied by him in various ways, and treats her as a joke, and can do anything!

Only this kind of thing...

How could he say so easily...

Is this doubting her character? Or is it testing her bottom line?

When Murong Yanxing heard her say this, he smiled. His big hand gently touched her fair and tender neck. His years of exercise and grip made him feel a little callus on his hands. When he touched her smooth skin like an egg, his senses were even more clear.

"It doesn't matter," Murong Yanxing pulled up the corners of his lips and chuckled, "The Third Army has always been a group of bandits in their eyes. What is the White Rakshasa... It's a ghost, the evil ghost of White Rakshasa, and there is never anything that he dares to do."
Chapter completed!