Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update must propose to seven men how to break!latest chapter!Chapter 239:

Chu Muyun gave a chuckle in his heart...

Won't die?Why not die?

He was affected by the fragments in his dream. He only felt that the child was immortal, but he simply ignored that the current Yan Chen was not that child at all.

The Seven Demon Lords indeed live forever, but they can die.

Didn't Xie Qianlan die once?If he hadn't used the sacrificial formation for him, lust would have died at that time!

Yan Chen will die, really will die.

Chu Muyun suddenly woke up, feeling a little flustered in his heart.

"Yan Shen..." Chu Muyun shook his hand and said seriously, "Can you cancel the plum feast?"

Yan Shen smiled, and he was in a good mood to tease him: "Then I won't agree to your marriage proposal."

"It doesn't matter." Chu Muyun quickly responded as soon as his voice fell.

The smile in Yan Chen's eyes faded a little: "Don't make trouble, you will die if you don't propose."

Chu Muyun paused slightly.

Yan Chen stared at him, and he could easily see his thoughts: "You think too much, I won't do stupid things."

Chu Muyun twisted his eyebrows, and said again, "I don't want to marry you. I'll be with you. The length of time I can stay together is as long as I can."

His words are really sweet and soft. Yan Chen knows that this is just sympathy caused by restlessness, but he can't help his heart surge: "Are you afraid of me seeking death?"

Chu Muyun was silent.

Yan Chen saw the way he looked down, and suddenly itchy in his heart, he wanted to kiss him, but he thought that it was just drinking poison to quench his thirst, and he held back: "I'm not the stupid Xie Qianlan, why should I die?"

Where is Chu Muyun such a liar?

Yan Chen held him backhand, palms attached to the back of his smooth hands, and his voice was cool: "I'm not that stupid. I really don't have anything when I die. I teach you this, and I am greedy for half a month of time. Because I want to let you go. You don’t love me, but you don’t love any of them. From this point of view, everyone is fair. Instead of entangled all the time, it’s better to sit together and see. , There is also a break."

This is true. Yan Chen is actually a relatively cold and selfish person.

It was evident that the ice spirit beast had paid like that, but he could continue to tune|teach him with a cold face when his heart moved.

Intellectually, Chu Muyun thought that Yan Chen would not die, but emotionally, he couldn't help but think so.

Probably the reason for that dream was because he clearly felt that Xiao Yanchen in the dream thought of death when he couldn't get him.

Chu Muyun lowered his heart and decided to take one step at a time. Now there is no way to coax Yan Chen. He can only act by chance. If he really doesn't want to live anymore, then he...

——It is nothing more than giving him his life.

Because of this conversation, Yan Chen actually felt much better, and he took Chu Muyun to taste wine and admire flowers in the plum blossom forest outside.

Chu Muyun was quite reserved at first.

Yan Shen laughed at him: "The wine is prepared for you, don't you drink it?"

There is something in his words. After talking with him for more than a thousand years, Yan Chen knows his preferences better than anyone else.

For example, he is not picky about eating, but he likes the things in this cup. It's just that Chu Muyun is self-made, and if he doesn't want people to know what he likes, he can still keep it clean.

Several bodies, different temperaments and preferences, he listed clearly and remembered clearly.

But Yan Chen only stared at his private relaxation and comfort, and slowly he forgot Chu Muyun, the ice spirit beast, and Shen Yun and Ling Mu. There was only one person who didn't know what his name was. , But he is extremely real, making his heart tremble all the time.

If you encounter the word love, you will probably become an idiot.

Yan Chen smiled unclearly, picked up the wine glass and touched Chu Muyun's mouth: "Where are you here, what are you restraining?"

The inside and out were seen through, and Yan Chen, who was embarrassed and not embarrassed, also knew it, there was really no need for restraint.

"That's true." Chu Muyun also followed with a smile, sitting on the soft couch, taking a drink from the wine glass.

Yan Chen looked at the curve of his raised neck, his eyelashes drooping slightly, covering the heat and obsession in his eyes.

In the frosty winter, watching the dazzling red plum, drinking a pot of spirits, and occasionally chatting, the atmosphere is rare and comfortable.

Everyone is drunk if the wine is not intoxicating, Yan Shen's drink volume is not bad, and Chu Muyun has never been drunk, but in the warmth with ice and snow, both of them are a little drunk.

I don't know who took the initiative, but after getting together, it was hard to separate.

When you are awake, you know that this is a poison|drug, you shouldn't touch it, and you can't get rid of it. People are greedy. Once, twice, three or four times, it is not enough.

But when he was drunk, his nerves relaxed, and no matter how strong he was, he flapped his wings and flew away regardless of reason or calm.

Yan Chen still entangled with him gently and meticulously at first. After entering, the tightness and madness swept through, imprisoning his soul domineeringly, and inspiring all the gloom and paranoia. He wished it would last forever. , Can’t wait for this to be eternity and end, can’t wait for everything to stop at this moment...

Chu Muyun was slightly drunk, hooked his neck and kissed him, in exchange for it was like a storm, but it was filled with desperate aggression and possession.

When it was over, Chu Muyun had fallen asleep.

Yan Chen looked at him carefully under the faint moonlight...but the more he looked, the more he couldn't see clearly, the more he looked, the blurrier his vision, until a drop of cold water fell from the corner of his eyes.

Yan Chen stretched out his hand to touch his eyes and was startled when he saw the water stains on his fingers.

After a long time, he held Chu Muyun for cleaning, and then he took Chu Muyun back to the outside room and placed him on Chu Muyun's own bed.

Yan Chen returned to the bedroom, the warm room, but an extremely cold cloud blanket fell on him.

Chu Muyun slept well, passing by in the first half of the night, he started to have'dreams' again in the second half of the night.

Chu Muyun had adapted very well, and was even waiting for more'dreams' to appear.

He thought he would see Yan Chen, maybe this time in his youth, he should know what he did.

But to Chu Muyun's surprise, it was still a child who appeared in front of him.

Wearing a beautiful dress, long hair dangled, red lips and white teeth, she looks like a delicate little girl.

Chu Muyun moved his mind, looked at his forehead, but did not find the bright red cinnabar mole.

But even if there was no mole on the eyebrows, Chu Muyun was pretty sure that it was sinking water smoke.

Why do you dream of Shen Shiyan?

Before Chu Muyun could think about it, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The bright red blood wetted the beautiful sleeve cage, and the ticking blood fell and fell on the desolate ground, turning into a small puddle.

The fire pressure in Chu Muyun's heart couldn't be suppressed: "What are you doing?"

The little sinking water smoke had no expression on his face: "You go, I don't want this arm."