“What's going on here? ”

Mu Yan was torn apart and his heart was full of doubt.

In the capital of the city, which was supposed to be closed to flight, the rain dragged her into the air.

He also ran over several provincial ornaments during the period and saw how anxious he was.

“Seven, what the hell happened...”

Bang--!

The door of the room was pushed open and Muang's questioning suddenly jammed down his throat: "Third Brother?! ”

Seeing a man lying pale and sleeping in a room and bed that was supposed to be raining.

It's not her third brother. Who's Chu Tu Li?

She looked at the rain.

He heard the rain bite and cut his teeth: “Wan Jianzhuang was too weak after his third brother flew up and arrested him. He's got injuries all over him now, Six, heal him! ”

Mu looked so full: “Wan Jianzhuang, I can't bear to live! ”

She quickly came to the bed and held up Chu Qiu's hand.

“Six, three, how is he? The wounds are not serious. ”

Muang pressed his hand on the pulse to shake, so that the voice would not move back.

She raised her head to the rain to reveal a shallow smile: "Don't worry, it's just a skin trauma, it's okay. ”

The rain just relieved me.

“But Brother San's body is too weak, and I need to help him with the musicians. Xiaoqi, you stay outside, no matter how long it takes, if I don't respond, don't let anyone in. Even you.”

The rain nodded and looked at the end of the bed with concern before turning away from the room.

Wait for the door to close.

Muay quickly removed the charm and affixed the door and window walls around the room.

That's when I turned to the man in the bed, almost biting his teeth off, and said, "Brother San, are you looking for death? ”

The man who was supposed to be asleep slowly opened his eyes.

A shallow smile appeared on his sick, pale face: "Little sister, long time no see! ”

Long time no see, asshole!

Mu Yan really hated having to hit this guy in the face with a magic violin.

She calmly walked forward, lifting a quilt over Chu's end and leaving her body.

Next, grab his legs with both hands and pull them hard.

Only the sound of tears is heard, white flexible trousers are torn in half.

Show off a pair of legs from Chu's end.

However, it was not as pale and smooth as his facial skin.

Some are pitch-black and lean, with strange black bubbled legs on the surface of the skin.

If that could be called a leg.

Forgiveness is already mentally prepared. Muay still feels nothing but flowers in front of her eyes.

Squeezing and squeaking, the blues on the back of his hand almost jumped out.

There was a faint, painless voice coming from the top of Chu's head: "Little sister, although we are brothers and sisters, it's not good for you to be unreasonable? After all, even Bao knows whether men and women will suffer..."

“Shut up!! ”

Mu Yan scolded and glared at him.

Chu Qiao also wanted to twist two sentences. When she saw the reddish orbit of the teenage girl, she finally swallowed the words back.

His eyebrows were unspeakable and for the first time he looked at Mu Yan's eyes with a little softness to soothe the little girl: “Don't be surprised, this kind of repetition, before I met you, I had to go through it once a month every fifteen times, the difference is just a little more painful, or more painful...”

How can this be the same?

She also saw the way Chu Qiu left herself at the time of the [spell] attack. How can it be so serious now?