The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

He lifted it and placed it on his lap.

He actually reached out his hand to rub her legs.

Start rubbing from the ankles.

But obviously, he, the King of Hell in the ghost world, doesn't know how to rub a woman's legs, and he doesn't do it lightly or harshly.

Su Wanqing had already begun to frown.

"It hurts..."

Su Wanqing couldn't help but speak.

Yan Mo's hand suddenly stopped and he said with an apologetic tone: "What's wrong? Is the strength wrong?"

Su Wanqing sighed, curled her lips, and suddenly thought of her father... Mr.

She said with some dissatisfaction: "Oh, sir, the force of rubbing my legs is more suitable for me..."

With that said, she was about to put her legs down.

Yan Mo pinched her knees with his hands. His eyes were a little cold. He turned his face to the side, stared directly into Su Wanqing's eyes, and asked, "Who is sir?"

"Hi~! Yan Mo, let go..."

Su Wanqing frowned, bent forward, and attached his hand to his knee, trying to pull it away.

Yan Mo suddenly pulled her legs forward. Due to the force of inertia, Su Wanqing was about to fall back on the bed.

Yan Mo attached his other hand to the back of her head to prevent her from falling backward, but his eyes were still cold, "Answer me, who is sir? Besides me, who else has the right to rub your legs?"

Yan Mo didn't know what was wrong. He just felt that he was in a bad mood the moment he heard this. He lost his mind a little. He wanted to know who this person was like crazy.

He even forgot his identity and what he was doing now.

Su Wanqing suddenly chuckled. She slowly raised her hand and lightly touched his thin lips with her fingertips. She lowered her watery eyes and replied softly: "He is a man as good-looking as you, Yan Mo..."

Yan Mo suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands and lifted her up so that she sat facing him.

Then he put his hand on her lower back, squeezed it tightly, and said in a cold voice: "I'll give you one more chance to speak again."

But he is the King of Hell in the ghost world, and his jealousy is really scarier than the previous two.

Su Wanqing's watery eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she said tremblingly: "Yan Mo, you scared me... I'm scared..."

Yan Mo looked at her pitiful appearance, his eyes paused, and he suddenly withdrew his cold gaze. He couldn't help but lower his voice and said, "How did he rub your legs before?"

Su Wanqing blinked her watery eyes and said sincerely: "Well... I forgot a little, how about I think about it carefully?"

"If you can't remember it, don't think about it."

Yan Mo ordered somewhat domineeringly.

Just say it.

He desperately wanted to kiss her lips, desperate.

He also felt that he was inexplicable, but he just couldn't control himself.

No, he is the King of Hell!

He suddenly regained his senses, lifted her up by the waist, and let her sit next to him.

Then in a condescending and arrogant tone, he said: "Come here and kiss me, please hurry up."

After saying that, he subconsciously felt ashamed in his heart, but he still pretended to be rational on his face.

Su Wanqing blinked her eyes.

This King of Hell in the Ghost Realm is really arrogant.

But she, Su Wanqing, would not let a man manipulate her.

Su Wanqing suddenly moved to the bed and came behind Yan Mo. He straightened up and put his hands on his shoulders from behind.

But only lightly.

She spoke softly: "Lord Yama, do you still remember what else you want to know?"

"what?"

Not to mention, what does he want to know? He had just been thinking about Su Wanqing, the little water ghost, and completely forgot about the real thing.

Su Wanqing chuckled and said softly: "It seems that Lord Yama has really forgotten, so I will tell you now..."

Said to tell him.

But her lips were pressed against the tip of his back ear, biting it lightly.

Yan Mo clenched his hands tightly. Su Wanqing spoke softly: "Lord King of Hell, actually the power of the lake spirit can be used by me. Now, it can't control my mind. Are you listening..."

"……Um……"

His mind was inexplicably blank. He had no intention of listening to her answer, he just felt it.

She is so soft, really soft.

So soft that he wanted to completely lose his mind, what a king of hell, what a duplicity.

He really wanted to hold her in his arms and experience...all her softness...

"Can't you restrain yourself? Do you want me to take the initiative?"

Su Wanqing's lips were not touching the tip of his ear at this time, but the vague breath made Yan Mo feel as if they were touching, but not as if they were not.

Yan Mo could no longer restrain himself. What was the use of his arrogance? He could not resist the gentle teasing of Su Wanqing, the little water ghost.

The more mistakes he made, the more outrageous they became, but he still wanted to keep making mistakes like this.

suddenly.

He raised his hand, tugged her hand on his shoulder, pulled her to him and into his arms.

He put her on the couch again, possessed her, and climbed up.

Looking into her watery eyes, he couldn't help but said: "Yes, I can't control it anymore."

As soon as the words fell, he put his lips to hers and entangled her passionately.

But when he was addicted and unable to extricate himself, Su Wanqing pushed him away and looked into his eyes, which were as deep as the abyss, now full of impatient emotions.

She thought his eyes were really beautiful.

But she still had to dampen his arrogance so that he could only control it by herself.

She used a soft tone and pleading words, and said a little aggrievedly: "Yan Mo, you have to say that you like me before you can continue~"

The kind of love between men and women in the human world?

How can it be?

How could he like this little water ghost?

He was just temporarily confused by her, and he would definitely wake up later.

Think of this.

Yan Mo said firmly: "Don't tell me, I don't like you, I'm just confused by you for a moment."

As he said that, he calmed down a little. He wanted to leave, and he wanted to leave now. He was the King of Hell who was selfless, ruthless and without desires.

How could he be bewitched and manipulated by this little water ghost?

Su Wanqing suddenly lowered her watery eyes, tears welling up in her eyes. She was a little choked with sobs, but she watched him silently as he stood up.

Oh, what a headache.

Yan Mo suddenly possessed him again, and when he came up, he seemed to be relieved, and he sighed.

Oh, well, he was just bewitched by her and just wanted to be at her mercy.

He may be temporarily insane.

He subconsciously raised his hand gently and brushed away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Even though his nails would be burned by her tears, he still felt that in comparison, the most important thing was that he didn't want her to cry.

Yan Mo said in a warm voice: "Okay, I admit, I like you..."

He suddenly turned around and hurriedly added: "But, just a little bit, just a little bit."

He is really arrogant enough. One day, she will let him shed all his pride in front of her.

"Come on, let me kiss you."

He ordered again domineeringly.

"How long do you want to kiss...well..."

Her words were swallowed up.

Yan Mo's lips connected, entangled passionately.

At this time, there was a Hades bird carrying an important letter standing outside the door. It was a little unsure whether to go in or not.

Although it is just a bird, it has more knowledge than many ghosts in the ghost world.

But this letter is extremely important, what should I do?