Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

"You're dreaming!"

Crystal clear pearls continued to seep out from Mu Yao's delicate head. The cold wind from the sky poured into her mouth. Her red lips were forced into a straight line, but she couldn't resist the chill surrounding her body and opened her red lips again.

Xiao Douxue still maintained the arc of his mouth, stretched out his red and tender "hua tip" and quickly rolled over her soft body, and said softly: "A man must have dreams, and only with dreams can he marry a wife. Isn't this what I have now?"

He pinched the delicate girl's waist again, lowered his eyes, looked at Mu Yao's beautiful face that was about to cry, and said in a deep voice: "Marry me, okay?"

"No—OK! Let me go the fucking way!"

Mu Yao gritted her teeth and spoke clearly as she expressed her indignation word by word. Her good self-cultivation over the past eighteen years completely collapsed at this moment.

"That's wrong. The one I want to marry is a young and beautiful lady, not some old woman named Xu. Elder Mu is so hot-tempered. Are you like this to your six husbands as well? Or are you only like this to me?" Xiao Douxue raised a slender finger and gently wrapped it around Mu Yao's black hair, looking at her unique "wine brown" color with half-slanted eyes.

“Pa” – a crisp slapping sound was heard, accompanied by an intolerable roar: “Xiao Douxue, are you going to let me go or not!”

Mu Yao was so angry that she was fuming. This lunatic was still provoking her every nerve. For the first time in her life, she had the urge to beat someone to a pulp.

The cold wind whistled past their ears, and dark clouds rolled over again, covering the silver plate. Raindrops as big as beans fell without warning, hitting the two without them noticing.

The void seemed to have made room for the two of them in a new world, it was silent and everything was frozen in place.

Xiao Douxue's face was turned sideways, and his expression could not be seen clearly. The red mark on his cheek was like a gorgeous rose, spreading along his slender snow-white neck to his delicate collarbone.

He slowly adjusted his gaze, and the sharp light in his eyes was clearly visible. The deliberately hidden explosive power penetrated Mu Yao's eyes and shot straight into her heart.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of slapping rose again, leaving a new mark in the void.

Mu Yao's face turned pale, and she angrily taught him another lesson for being frivolous.

"You fucking bastard, are you going to let me go or not? If you don't, I won't mind turning you into ashes!"

At this moment, she had completely lost consciousness. No matter whether there was an abyss or a winding underworld behind her, she would hold on to him "from beginning to end" even if she died.

The power restrained at the waist did not change. Xiao Douxue raised her cheek, and her narrow and beautiful eyes swept over Mu Yao inch by inch. Two clusters of red spider lilies flashing with faint fire were deeply imprinted in her pupils.

The dangerous smell was approaching his ears. Xiao Douxue bit Mu Yao's ear lip fiercely and said with a low and magnetic voice, "It's really hot!"

Before he finished speaking, he completely released the big hand that was supporting the delicate girl's waist.

Mu Yao's entire upper body leaned back and hung in the air, while her lower body was firmly clamped on the railing by Xiao Douxue's strong and long legs.

The pressure on her waist was unbearable, and Mu Yao was sweating profusely from the pain. The dark clouds that rose and fell like mountains were reflected in her eyes, and she gradually lost consciousness.

A pair of large hands reached into the void, pulled her up forcefully and embraced her into the wide safe harbor.

"Will you marry or not?" Xiao Douxue's lazy voice once again echoed in Mu Yao's ears, and the ending tone was particularly charming.

Mu Yao hugged his neck tightly, trying hard to hold back her sobs, with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.

"Want to play again?" Xiao Douxue patted her beautiful back twice, warning her nonchalantly.

"Let me go first, and I'll answer you later, okay?" Mu Yao didn't want to go through this thrilling experience again, so she softened her tone unwillingly.

"It seems that Elder Mu likes this posture very much." Xiao Douxue's eyes flashed with a narrow light, and he raised his lips and smiled, and once again pushed Mu Yao into the "abyss", but this time he leaned over and supported the delicate girl's back with one big hand.

"Marry—or not marry?"

Xiao Douxue was very patient and waited for her consent calmly.

The power of the big palm does not diminish at all with the passage of time.

Mu Yao's body had tremendous load-bearing strength, and hanging in the air was no longer painful.

She regained her strength and cursed "bastard" a few more times intermittently.

Xiao Douxue made Mu Yao experience the same thrilling experience again without any hesitation.

"I will marry you, I will marry you!" She roared at the top of her lungs, her voice blending into the strong wind and resonating with the heaven and earth.

The big palm broke through the void again, tore a hole, and pulled the person back steadily.

"Say it again." Xiao Douxue's eyes were dark and deep, not as lazy as before, but filled with determination and tenderness.

Mu Yao had learned her lesson this time. She suppressed the murderous intent in her eyes and spoke again with a sob, "I will marry you. Let me go, okay?"

"You won't regret it?" Xiao Douxue stared into her eyes and rested his forehead against hers.

You're a fucking retard, you're asking for too much!

"No regrets."

Mu Yao endured everything, swallowed her tears, and said with trembling lips what he wanted to hear.

Xiao Douxue hugged Mu Yao and stared at her quietly for a long time, then slowly said "OK", pressed against her softness, and made a promise that belonged only to the two of them.

Mu Yao widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, and two flames suddenly jumped up.

All her emotions were reflected in Xiao Douxue's pupils without a single detail missing. His deep eyes emanated a brilliant light, shining in the thick night like two crescent moons.

Mu Yao blushed and turned away from his lips, murmuring, "Can you take me down now?"

"No." Xiao Douxue let out a charming laugh and looked at Mu Yao lazily.

"Why?" Mu Yao stared at him in a daze, and her mood, which had calmed down a little, was torn into a chasm again.

"Because I want you to remember my smell."

There was a gleam of red in the corners of Xiao Douxue's eyes, and in the astonished look of Mu Yao, he pushed her into the void again.

He held her body firmly with his big hand, leaned over to her ear and whispered in a steady voice: "Relax, leave everything to your husband."

The slender fingers lifted the girl's belt, and the lake blue silk ribbon was swept into the air by the strong wind, swirling and winding, stretching gently.

The figures of two embracing mandarin ducks appeared and disappeared in the clouds, and their snow-white skin and beautiful faces rose and fell through the dark clouds, sparkling with the dawn light.

The delicate girl's face was flushed and she was sweating profusely as she endured each breakthrough and liberation.

The embroidered shoe on the right foot hung at the ankle and finally fell into the night. The white and tender jade feet were wrapped in silver light and stepped on the dark clouds.

The wind blows and the clouds surge.

Fog rises and rain falls.

The two of them continued to overdraw their bodies

Competing for speed

Chasing the stars.