Concubine is polite

Chapter 331 Master, My Name Is Xiyan (5)

The pink pupils flickered slightly.Xiyan's consciousness gradually recovered.

How could I be here?Who is this man in black in front of him?Why is it so familiar and strange?It smells good and smells good.What kind of rouge powder did he use to make it so fragrant?

"Do you know what you're doing?" Han Lie used the end of his flute to hold Xi Yan's approach.At this moment, the distance between himself and her has shortened to only a few feet.

The advantage of the made puppet is that its force increases, its intelligence decreases, and it can unconditionally obey any orders it has.But it is inevitable that he has a fatal attraction to them, so all puppets will want to get close to him.It can be said that their own flesh and blood is the most elusive food for them.

There are many cold puppets, and she is the first one who dares to blatantly show desire for her.But just like moths like to jump into the fire, the fire will never allow itself to be approached by sundries, without exception.

Most of the face of the man in black was still covered by the brim of his hat.His complexion was very fair, almost pale.His lips were very red, as bright as blood.The extreme contrast looks a little weird.

Even though he didn't see Han Lie's face clearly, he could still clearly feel his cold eyes staring at him.Even so, Xi Yan was not the slightest bit afraid.It seemed that she didn't mind what the person in front of her would do to her.

It turned out that I was getting closer without knowing it.Xi Yan looked down at the flute on her chest, and could feel the pain brought to her by the force-applier. "I……"

Just now, she just wanted to find out what was going on with this scent that attracted her so much... However, it seemed that she should find out who this person who appeared in front of her out of nowhere was.Obviously want to have a good chat, the current situation should improve.

"Actually..." Xiyan smiled kindly, reaching out to remove the flute that was holding her.

Han Lie's movements were faster than Xiyan's, and the moment Xiyan's fingertips were about to touch the flute, she took the flute back.

Unable to guard against, Xiyan fell forward because she suddenly lost support, and crashed into the cold embrace that hadn't reacted yet.

The reason why Han Lie would take away the flute is because he doesn't like his things being touched by others.The second is because none of his stuff is non-toxic.Although she is a puppet, she is also a puppet that Yin Xiaomen cares about, and she cannot be destroyed casually.It's just that he didn't expect this to be the case.

Sensing the stiffness of Han Lie's body and the faint murderous aura, Xi Yan remained calm because she smelled the seductive fragrance on his body, but subconsciously hugged him even tighter.

When Su Qinghe came, what he saw was the scene of his wife and the wild man embracing affectionately.To be honest, he would rather see her drinking blood ferociously than watch such a sensational scene.

That man in black dressed like a ghost is a voodoo cultist?As the saying goes, faces come from the heart.Such a person who hides his head and hides his face and looks gloomy is definitely not a good thing.

"Master, you are so cold." Xiyan didn't know why she called him 'Master' so naturally.But she could clearly feel the cold temperature of this man, just as cold as his tone and eyes.

"Let go." Han Lie's tone became even colder.

Han Lie was picked up by his master since childhood.People in voodoo are cold, without temperature, and without emotion.Not even... heartless.

(End of this chapter)