stocking the prince to death

Chapter 481 Don't dare to move at all

Mo Qi's tone was tasteful, but she also knew that what she said was not wrong.

With Ji Ruyue's current status, many people have been involved in his fate.

In order to keep him, some people want to send Xiao Jinse to his bed!
snort!
Mo Qi turned her eyes away, her eyelashes fluttered, although she also knew that Xiao Jinse had bad intentions, but how can I say... If she didn't have the Phoenix ring, she would not give up the chance to save Ji Ruyue like this.

"Wu'er," Mei Qinghan sighed, "These things don't exist, so why do you bother?"

When Mo Qi heard his words, he was startled for a moment, and then suddenly rolled his eyes.

Yes, Ji Ruyue was destined to be hers, so what was she worried about?
She was the one who got the phoenix ring and not another woman, Ji Ruyue was already destined to be her!

All other rotten peach blossoms, go away!
She just felt that her mind suddenly brightened up, and she felt a sense of enlightenment.

Mo Qi smiled, then gave Mei Qinghan a hug, "Thank you."

Mei Qinghan froze, although the young man in front of him was as gentle as jade, with clear eyes, but in his eyes, there was always that charming and coquettish young girl.

And when the girl approached him, it brought a fresh fragrance, which made him not dare to move at all unconsciously.

Mo Qi didn't notice it at all. From her point of view, a hug is a very normal thing.

After all, in her previous life, casual kissing was not a big deal.

Mo Qi withdrew immediately, and she patted Mei Qinghan's chest with a smile, "You are definitely a warm man!"

If it was in the previous life, Mei Qinghan would definitely kill those little fresh meat in seconds!
So warm and handsome, absolutely red half the sky!
Mei Qinghan was taken aback.

Warm man?

He laughed lowly, from the moment he stepped into the court, everyone's evaluation of him was cold.

The son is cold, the biggest characteristic is cold.

Now...he was labeled as warm...

Mei Qinghan smiled helplessly, she couldn't deny that he really couldn't keep such a repulsive temperament in front of Wu'er.

He just wanted to give all his tenderness to the girl in front of him.

Mei Qinghan's gaze was affectionate, his pupils were deep, and a clear smile gradually rose from his pitch-black pupils.

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Fanyin Pavilion

Ji Ruyue closed her eyes tightly, dressed in black, with flowing clouds embroidered on the hem, and the patterns were dark.

Thick chains imprisoned him, but he leaned on the post in a relaxed posture.

The inner garment was tied up casually, revealing the delicate collarbone, and the outer robe was loosely worn on the body, without any appearance of embarrassment.

His lazy appearance could not conceal his stunning looks.

The respect is higher than the sky, the capacity covers the earth, and the black clothes are amazing!
This is Ji Ruyue, the Heavenly Sacred God of Killing!
Mo Qi came back again and opened the door to see such a scene.

She stepped forward slowly, walked directly to Ji Ruyue, and sat down beside him.

Ji Ruyue slowly opened her eyes, her pupils were dark and dark like ink, the rich ink color was in stark contrast to her snow-white skin, her gorgeous lips were as red as if stained with blood, at this moment they were slightly raised, glamorous and treacherous .

"Hey!" Mo Qi directly tugged at the corner of Ji Ruyue's mouth, "Don't look at me like that!"

She can't help but eat Ji Ruyue!

"Xiao Qi..." A deep, elegant and gorgeous voice sounded like a cello, resembling the metal tone brought by the impact of metal, Ji Ruyue curled her lips, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

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