Female tyrant provoked death

Chapter 570
The anger is rising, I don't know why, when he saw Li Mie's appearance of teasing her, Fan Qingtian couldn't restrain the flames in his heart.

Fan Qingtian thought, maybe they must have had a death feud in their previous life, and now Li Mie is here to avenge it, but it's a pity that her morality is not as good as Li Mie, otherwise Fan Qingtian would have slaughtered Li Mie long ago, and let him grow old It was bullying on her head.

The whole face was so gloomy that water dripped out, and Fan Qingtian walked in front of Li Mie with a cold face.

Suddenly, the corner of Fan Qingtian's mouth curled up into an evil smile, looked down at Limie, and said arrogantly, "Do you really think I dare not? This king has tasted countless beautiful men. If it weren't for the sake of you helping me, I would Still let you jump around here? To save face, you insist on lighting a fire, don't you?"

The very domineering words echoed in the bedroom, and Fan Qingtian stretched out his hand towards Li Mie's robe, as if he was going to humiliate Li Mie.

Fan Qingtian's flawless and glamorous face was reflected in his pupils, and the two of them were very close, and an ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air.

With his deep eyes, he could see that Fan Qingtian pretended to be high-profile and refused to admit defeat, but he didn't dare to feel nervous about his real action, and the corner of Li Mie's mouth slightly raised an expression that seemed to be very happy.

Suddenly, Li Mie reached out and clasped Fan Qingtian's wrist, pulling Fan Qingtian directly into his arms, and wrapped his other hand around Fan Qingtian's waist.

Before Fan Qingtian could react, Li Mie's cold thin lips covered Fan Qingtian's lips.

The ambiguous atmosphere suddenly burned to a certain stage again.

With his eyes wide open, Li Mie's face was reflected in Fan Qingtian's eyes, his mind was blank and stuck, for a moment, Fan Qingtian forgot to push Li Mie away.

The whole body is full of evil spirits, strong aura, and Li Mie's soft voice came into Fan Qingtian's ears, "It's not good for a woman to throw herself into her arms, it's more appropriate for me to do such a thing."

The slightly cold expression suddenly shrank, Fan Qingtian finally came to his senses when he heard Li Mie's voice, and wanted to push Li Mie away.

And at this moment, a shocking voice reverberated widely in the sleeping hall, reaching the ears of Li Mie and Fan Qingtian.

"Ah, ah, Fanqing, my God, you really like men, oh my god, ah, ah, what should I do..."

At this moment, Dongfang Yu and Mo Ziyuan were standing in front of Fan Qingtian's dormitory door. When they saw Li Mie and Fan Qingtian embracing and kissing in an ambiguous position, their faces were full of shock and surprise. .

With both arms wrapped around his chest, Dongfang Yu stared at Fan Qingtian and Li Mie with wide eyes, the expression on his face was like that of a little white rabbit spoiled by wolves, horrified, Dongfang Yu's call It continued to expand in the sleeping hall.

And Mo Ziyuan came back to his senses after watching this scene for a while, his little face was flushed, and he quickly covered his eyes with two small hands, with two slits exposed in his fingers, and secretly peeked at Fan Qingtian.

As if feeling a little caught and raped on the bed, Fan Qingtian's heart skipped a beat, the corner of his mouth twitched violently, he immediately shook off Li Mie's hand, and quickly stepped back a few steps, keeping a distance from Li Mie.

There was a faint crimson blush on his cold face, Fan Qingtian looked at Dongfang Yu and Mo Ziyuan, and subconsciously blurted out, "It's not what you imagined..."

Before Fan Qingtian finished speaking, Li Mie followed closely and said unhurriedly, "Qing'er, don't you want to take responsibility? Is this what an emperor should have?"

Seeing Fan Qingtian's flustered expression for the first time, Li Mie's mood became very happy, and he couldn't help molesting Fan Qingtian again.

Li Mie's words were like a bomb, and Fan Qingtian suddenly woke up.

Looking at Li Mie's expression of reading a joke, the flames almost burned Fan Qingtian himself to death.

The hands under the sleeves were clenched tightly, and Fan Qingtian gritted his teeth and restrained himself for a long time before suppressing his anger.

With a heavy tone, Fan Qingtian's voice was almost squeezed out from the innermost part, "Yes, this is not the first time this king treats others, you are this king's favorite pet, this king wants you, you are a piece of treasure, If this king doesn’t want you, you are nothing!”

Hearing Fan Qingtian's words, Li Mie raised his eyebrows lightly, and said indifferently, "I know, I am a treasure in Qing'er's heart."

I really want to go up and pinch Li Mie's face to see how thick he is!

With a wave of his sleeves, Fan Qingtian ignored Li Mie, and the more he talked with Li Mie, the more Li Mie would be able to piss her off. Fan Qingtian was defeated and Li Mie was defeated.

Looking at Mo Ziyuan and the two again, Fan Qingtian's face has regained his calm.

"What do you two want from me?" Fan Qingtian asked as he stood in front of the table and stool in the center.

At this time, the yelling Dongfang Yucai stopped neighing, looked at Fan Qingtian strangely, and carefully led Mo Ziyuan into Fan Qingtian's bedroom.

Stopped at a place far away from Fan Qingtian, Dongfang Yu looked at Fan Qingtian very vigilantly, in case Fan Qingtian would plot against him, na na said, "I'm fine, this brat is looking for busy."

Seeing Dongfang Yuman's strange expression, Fan Qingtian was speechless.

If Fan Qingtian wanted to plot against Dongfang Yu, would Dongfang Yu know now?
Of course, Mo Ziyuan knew that Fan Qingtian was a woman, so he would not be so shocked by the relationship between Fan Qingtian and Li Mie.

His face was still flushed, and Mo Ziyuan blinked his bright eyes and rushed to Fan Qingtian's side, lying on Fan Qingtian's lap, and said in a guilty tone, "Mother, Ziyuan is not good, I can't do it." The people who defeated the wooden bird of the machine..."

Raising his head to look at Fan Qingtian, Mo Ziyuan's pure eyes were filled with a little gleam, full of guilt.

Stretching out his hand to touch Mo Ziyuan's head, Fan Qingtian chuckled and said, "It's okay, Ziyuan, you are already great."

The Boluo organ man was built by Fan Qingtian's master, and the materials used are very special. Mo Ziyuan's organ wooden bird is only made of ordinary materials. The organ wooden bird wants to compete against the Bo Luo organ man. is not realistic.

But the power shown by the mechanism wooden bird is also very powerful, and the mechanism wooden bird built by Mo Ziyuan is actually very outstanding.

The most practical things don't need to be made with too precious materials, and they are used on the battlefield. Such mechanisms have already taken a great advantage.

"Mother, don't you blame me for being useless?" Mo Ziyuan asked with disbelief when he heard that Fan Qingtian not only didn't blame himself, but praised him instead.

(End of this chapter)