He was scared to death when he saw the wolf, but since he had such a habit, So...

Oops, if such an excellent item goes out, they [Drunk Dream Dead] don't come like clouds?

The man with makeup thought about it and couldn't help but sneak a sip at the wolf.

This filthy look and look gave the wolf a bad feeling.

Su Ziyi couldn't help but look at the picture roll.

Then a little shout, “Oops, it's him! Turns out you tied me up here for liking this--! ”

He also covered his mouth and looked shocked.

The wolf finally couldn't bear to yell: "Jun Muyan, what have you done?! ”

Mu Yan reasoned his hair and slowly said: “Nothing, just recommend a more excellent product to the boss. Looks like the boss is also very happy with my recommendations. ”

She gently took the scroll and showed it to the wolf.

“Look, isn't the little one up here beautiful? Much prettier than you are today. If you go out, you will surely cause everyone to rob you. Wolf, you'll be famous then! ”

Looking at the scroll in a semi-shielded veil, combed with a woman's costume, it was obvious that it was a man's "beauty”, and the wolf's expression was petrified.

Su Ziyi covered his mouth and shook his shoulder and laughed.

“Jun Muyan, dare you!!!” The wolf made a shocking roar.

Moe pulled her ear out, “What am I afraid of? ”

She walked slowly to the wolf, kneeling down, and smiled softly, "You know what I stabbed in your chest the last time I let you go? ”

The wolf looked stiff and immediately remembered the questions that haunted him for a long time.

Had it not been for the message Muang had left in his chest, he would have been driven back by the King and even expelled from the poles.

But only then did Muang leave a message that everyone saw, but he didn't see it at all.

“You... what exactly did you leave behind? ”

Mu Yan reached out and removed the silver needle from him, while the Phantom: “I said, I want to punish this man personally, so that the Emperor will not destroy me. Otherwise, wouldn't it be boring to lose someone to play with? ”

The anger on the wolf's face instantly became stiff and appalling.

He stared at Mu Yan like he was looking at a horrible demon head.

And Muang smiled again, smiling like an innocent girl, "I was so busy, I forgot about you, but I didn't expect you to bump into me. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. ”

At this moment, the Wolf has finally learned the cold night phrase - don't underestimate Junmuyan or it will surely pay a heavy price.

Muang patted the face of the wolf, smiling Qian, “Have a good time being a little girl in [Drunk Dream Death]! Besides, let me finish by saying that if you dare to do something distorted again or do something to people around me, don't blame me for the next time, you will never show mercy. ”

“Ziyi, let's go! ”

“Mm-hmm, miss! ”

The man with the makeup hurried to stop Muang, "This fairy, the price of the goods? ”

Moo-yan waved, “It's not worth a lot of money, I gave it to you. ”

The man's face is rigid and somewhat distorted.

It's obviously two of a kind.