Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 77 Sweet-scented osmanthus, deep curtain 33
The movement was quick and powerful, directly controlling Mu Jiuyao firmly.

It's just that he looks a little embarrassed now, and the blood color gradually pervades, but Junshang doesn't seem to feel it.

With gloomy eyes, she fixed both of her hands in one hand, and Jun Shang raised Mu Jiuyao's chin with the other hand.

"Who taught you this method?" Jun Shang's tone could not detect any emotion, but Mu Jiuyao felt that the mountain was about to come and the wind was overwhelming.

He couldn't help biting his lower lip slightly, and struggled slightly, but he couldn't break free from the man's shackles.

The lips and teeth were plundered again, with a trace of bloody taste spreading in the mouth.

"Would it be that no matter who it is, as long as you were restrained at that time just now, you will treat him like this?" The soft and extremely dangerous voice rang in my ears.

Junshang's lips were only a little away, rubbing against Mu Jiuyao's lips, with an ambiguous and bloody madness.

So close, yet so far apart...

This feeling made Junshang involuntarily feel depressed, and his actions carried a trace of cruelty.

He also bit Mu Jiuyao's lip, and the bloody smell came again.

Both of them were in a panic, and neither of them had the upper hand.

The wound on Junshang's neck was only a little bit close to breaking the artery. The blood at this moment has not stopped at all, and it is still flowing non-stop.

He paused slightly, looked at Mu Jiuyao and snorted coldly, "I haven't seen that one who looks like Boss Jun, who doesn't even want to take his life for a little advantage, but there must be monsters in extreme things, Jun." The boss should understand this truth the most..."

Indeed, he knew that this little girl who had always been very resistant must have some tricks waiting for him when she took the initiative, but as long as she beckoned, he wanted to get closer, but he didn't expect this little guy to be so ruthless.

That's right, based on his understanding of her, it was considered merciful not to wipe his neck immediately.

Jun Shang pulled out a trace of a smile, ignored his own wounds, instead picked up a strand of Mu Jiuyao's hair, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently, his voice was charming and deep, with a different kind of smell.

"angry?"

Of course she was angry, Mu Jiuyao looked at him, but what she had to say was that Junshang's embarrassed look made her feel uncomfortable, the dark light in her eyes flashed, and she frowned .

"What exactly do you like about me?" She really couldn't figure it out, so she decided to ask directly, since she was about to leave this plane, who would have thought that she would be entangled with this guy in the end.

Seeing the little girl in his arms asking questions very seriously, a ray of light flashed across Junshang's eyes, and he stretched out his hand to slightly touch Mu Jiuyao's cheek, eyes, nose, and the mole at the corner of the eye.

He lowered his head slightly, as if tasting some rare fine wine, and gently kissed the tear mole. This delicate touch made Mu Jiuyao's body tremble slightly, and he wanted to turn his head subconsciously.

The man's lips slid to Mu Jiuyao's eyes, licking|licking softly little by little, and the deep voice accompanied by the scorching breath sounded like a low bass horn.

"Here...here...here..." His fingertips slid, from the eyes, cheeks, slowly stroked down, and finally touched the softness of Mu Jiuyao's left atrium.

(End of this chapter)