“Shadowmei?” Muang repeated, smiling brightly, "beautiful, nice name. Are you sure you don't want to go into my painting? I promise to present your beauty and perfection. ”

Speaking, the hand gesture should touch Shadowy's chest.

Shadow's face changed and she couldn't help but hurt her.

A hand snapped her messy hand and suddenly a flip.

The posture of the two men suddenly turned.

Mu's face was pressed against the wall, and Shadowy glared down at her.

Most ambiguously and intriguingly, Muang's hands were also pressed on both sides of his head.

Yingmei looked down at her as if she would kiss for a minute.

The air clogged a breath.

Yingmei woke up suddenly and was about to loosen man up.

But listening to a low, cold voice suddenly coming from behind, "What are you doing?! ”

Yingmei suddenly turned around and saw the emperor in a moment.

His face suddenly grew white, his knee bent, and he knelt on the ground, "See you, my lord! ”

The emperor walked towards the two of them step by step.

Instead of glancing at Shadow Glamour, he stared at Mu Yan instantly.

The cold night behind the emperor has become silly.

The body is out of control because fear wants to shake.

Jesus, what did he just see?

Yingmei and Miss Jun!!

Oh, my God, let a giant thunder kill him!

Has Yimei gone mad?

Like what other women are bad, they actually have something to do with Miss Jun.

Isn't that what you're looking for?

The footsteps of the emperor finally stopped only half a metre from Muay 'an.

In the sunset, a man's face is not as handsome as a mortal.

And there was no facial expression.

And he asked again, “What are you guys doing? ”

Shadowmei lowered her head and looked pale, mute: “Shadowmei did something wrong, please punish him. ”

The look of the emperor remained unchanged, only to faintly say: "Go to the purgatory yourself for a month. ”

Hearing this punishment, the cold night was pale.

But Yingmei felt relieved. “Yes, my lord! ”

When you're done, get up and leave.

“Wait a minute.” Mu 'an, who had never spoken, smiled softly and stopped Yingmei from going.

She seemed to smile and look at the emperor, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes. “I forced Yingmei to punish me. What does Yingmei have to do with this? ”

The darkness of the emperor's eyes swept like a storm.

The low pressure around you makes Cesar tremble on a cold night and can't wait to escape immediately.

“You... like Shadow Mei?” The emperor stepped forward, clamping her waist, and the voice almost burst out of her lips and teeth with killing intent.

The man's fiery breath struck his face, making Muang uncomfortable for a moment.

She wanted to struggle, but was just tightened up by the emperor.

“Tell me, you-- like Shadowmei?! ”

Mu Yan wanted to say "like so", but when he saw a man's eyes, the ghost still coughed and said, "Naturally I like Shadowy... like him in my painting. ”

Painting?

The cold air around the emperor suddenly disappeared.

It turns out that Mu Yan also used Yingmei as a model for portraits.

But the thought of a woman painting half a fruit on someone else made him angry and itchy.

“Do you like the way Shadow Mei looks? ”

Muay blinked, “What's wrong with you? How charming is Jun-soo's beautiful teenager? How much do you like it? ”

“More attractive than me? You like it better than me? ”