The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

When he returned to God, he realized that he had been brought before the case by the Emperor.

And a pen was stuffed in her hand.

Moo-hoon, what are you doing?

An evil smile appeared in the eyes of the emperor: "Aren't you going to paint for me? ”

Moo-yan looked at the handsome, unhuman face under the candle fire and looked at the brush in his hand. He couldn't help but swallow his breath.

A half-fruit portrait of a man prettier than a demon?

Imagine her nose getting a little fever.

“What, Muyan can paint for other men, but he doesn't dare paint for Benjun? Said there was a ghost in Mu Yan? ”

“There's... there's nothing to be afraid of.” Moo-yan bites his teeth, "he paints! ”

“Just don't regret it for a while! ”

If such a wicked beauty could be painted, what a shame in life!

Painting, of course!

Who doesn't draw who's an idiot!

The emperor's eyes flashed with a smile, “If it was for Mu Yan, how could Honjun regret it? ”

Finished, hands slightly open again.

A look captured by Renjun, waiting for Muang to give him a wide coat.

Muay bit her lower lip and the peach blossom eyes fluttered under the candle fire.

It was like a fire burned in her body, making her palms burn.

Unnamed, God fearlessly frightened her, wanting to retreat.

But he smiled at the man and looked at him like a mockery.

Mu Yan straddled his heart and reached straight over, pulling on the man's collar.

The person being molested doesn't care. She has nothing to be ashamed of.

The top is untied.

The man's glossy chest and abdominal muscle system are revealed.

Under the candle fire, it's like being painted with a seductive honey.

Moo-yan's eyes lit up suddenly, looking at the man's body in front of him, even a little fascinated.

Yesterday, the emperor also used to wear half a wide shirt to make her paint.

But she was so ashamed that she didn't even know where to put her eyes.

So all you see is the perfect abs and the smooth, sexy lines of a man.

Now it is clear that there is a fire burning in the soul.

The man in front of you is a demon!

It's a fantastic way to make the world go crazy for it.

Mu Yan believed that painting a portrait using this man as a model would surely create the best work in the world.

The emperor was close to the girl and naturally saw the obsession in her eyes.

I couldn't help but be happy and angry.

Happily, he is attractive enough.

The women of Xiuxian Mainland who cried and shouted to marry him were not false.

The little woman in front of her always hates him, but her body is honest.

But angrily.

When this woman looks at her body, all she sees is pure stunning obsession.

And not a single shy desire to be a woman.

She really thinks of herself as a picture!

Then...

It's just amazing. So what?

One day, he'll turn this little woman's obsession into a one-man obsession.

The emperor stretched out his hand and gently lifted Muay's tiny, snowy chin.

Eyes on the red lips, "What do you say? Are you satisfied with your body? ”

Muang nodded with a pair of eyes gleaming on him, and the pickup card glistened.

The emperor came a little closer, his voice was mute, "said Benjun, isn't he the best looking? ”

Muang nodded again.

“Better than Shadowmei! ”

Nod! Nod!

“Better than your guards? ”