Han Shanyue glanced at him lightly, ignored him, and her eyes fell on Ning Xuemo: "Come here!"

Ning Xuemo frowned and didn't move his feet: "Mr. Han, your yard is next door, you seem to have gone to the wrong place... "

Han Shanyue looked at her with a smile: "You are my future concubine. Can other men in your boudoir come, can I come?"

This sentence seems to be teasing, but it also reveals a faint coldness.

Ning Xuemo's heart sank. Although Han Shanyue didn't have many expressions, she still felt that this guy seemed angry...

This person doesn’t take action, and it will definitely be a thunderous method when he takes action!

That Xijue...

She immediately stood in front of Xijue quietly and looked up at Han Shanyue sitting there: "He is my guard, not another man!"

Han Shanyue looked at her blocking Xijue like an old hen protecting her chicks, her eyes getting darker, but the words she said were calm and gentle: "Guard? Is he still?"

"Now...not now..." Ning Xuemo took a breath and was about to explain for a few more words.

Xijue behind him had already spoken proudly: "As long as Xue Mo agreed, I can do it now!"

Han Shanyue's eyes were a little deep and unpredictable, and she said lightly: "Would you like to be her guard?"

The jade flute in his hand slowly rotated, and wisps of white light condensed at the top of Xiao...

Ning Xuemo's face changed drastically.

She knew Han Shanyue’s ability, and one hundred Xijue was not his opponent!

And his words were vaguely unkind. Once he had murderous intentions towards Xijue, he was afraid that Xijue would never be able to walk out of the yard again!

In a hurry, she fitted and rushed towards Han Shanyue.

He jumped directly onto the branch under his feet and went to grab his jade flute: "He and I are just friends, nothing else!"

The direction she stepped on with this pounce was extremely tricky, and just blocked Han Shanyue's attack from the direction of Xijue's attack, making it impossible for him to take action suddenly.

Han Shanyue's eyes flashed slightly, and when she raised her arm, Ning Xuemo did not catch his jade flute, but instead grabbed the ribbon on his waist.

In this moment, the soft branches under his feet broke with a click because they carried one person's weight, and his and her bodies suddenly sank down!

Almost reflective, Ning Xuemo hugged his waist in an instant.

Han Shanyue put her in her left arm, and her body turned slightly, and had already moved to another branch.

The faint fragrance is as light as the fragrance of flowers.

When Ning Xuemo realized it, she realized that she was not only holding someone's waist, but also burying her head on his chest.

She could even hear the steady heartbeat in his chest!

She subconsciously looked up and looked into her eyes as deep as the sea.

He looked at her down, as if a smile flashed across the corner of his lips: "You just asked you to come over, but you came to hug me at this time?"

Sow your sister's arms and give her a hug!

Ning Xuemo woke up and quickly let go of his waist, trying to retreat to other branches.

But Han Shanyue tightened her arms and she couldn't help but fall back on his chest. Her nose hit his chest, making her sore and painful.

She looked up angry and was about to scold her. Han Shanyue's eyes were deep and she spoke again: "It's rare that you are so enthusiastic."

Suddenly he leaned down, and a faint breath as faint as Buddha sandalwood suddenly approached. In Ning Xuemo's big eyes, his lips kissed her slightly opened red lips.
Chapter completed!