Black-bellied highness, don't mess around

The dancing crowd fell silent in an instant, and the flickering multicolored lights also switched to white searchlights, and the spot that the light was pointing at was Yi Yiling's position.

Her body exudes such a deadly and seductive aura like a poppy, which fascinates people with just one glance, and even a few people who are not afraid of death go forward, but her strong aura is simply impossible for people to get close to, let alone do other things. thing.

Mu Chenluo looked at the red liquid in the beautiful wine glass, shaking it gently, then drank it all in one gulp, stood up, and walked towards Yi Yiling.

I saw a handsome black-haired man coming out of the dim light, and everyone looked at him. His short jet-black hair was as evil and cold as himself, and his dark-colored pupils stared straight at Yi Yiling. There was something rare in his eyes. Tenderness at first sight.

The gentle eyes did not give people a strange feeling, but more alluring, like a huge vortex, attracting people to commit crimes.

His sexy thin lips raised a slight arc, a little bit of pleasure.Under the light, the silver and black diamonds on the right ear glow evilly...

Mu Chenluo got closer and closer to Yi Yiling, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot. Xiao Ling really became more and more "attractive". People peep at her beauty.

Two beams of scattered lights also slowly approached with their footsteps, and finally converged to form the brightest beam of light.

The eyes of the crowd stared at them closely. Both of them were born with luminous bodies, and people couldn't help but sink into them, making it impossible to move their eyes away.

"Xiao Ling." Mu Chenluo hooked her nose dotingly, and smiled brightly at her, dazzling lights flickering.

Yi Yiling smiled back, and said flatly, "Luo, why didn't you notify me when you came back?"

Qi Dianxuan, who was standing at the door, clenched his fists and looked at Qingqing, me and me with a fierce look on his face. Doesn't this woman have any sense of being his own wife at all?

Mu Chenluo slowly lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on her forehead, feeling a strong gaze shot towards him, he glanced over from the corner of his eyes, and then glanced at the man standing at the door: "Little Ling, do you know that man?"

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