In order to make amends, Murong Yu proposed to go out with Mo Xiyan.
Mo Xiyan thought and agreed.
So they kept a low profile and slipped out of the back door of the palace without anyone.
The capital at night and the day are two kinds of customs.
Those hidden in the dark began to liven up.
Such as brothel, bilou martial arts school.
Coincidentally, before taking a few steps, he came to the gate of the summer hall, the largest underground martial arts hall in the capital.
Looking at the crowd at the door, don't cherish Yan's footsteps.
"How do you want to go in and have a look?" Murong Yu noticed her sight and asked faintly.
Mo Xiyan shook his head, "no, it's boring."
Mo Xiyan is familiar with the martial arts school.
In the last life, her best friend died in the martial arts school.
Died in the hands of an ice power.
In that repressive era, the way of venting pressure like fighting was very popular.
And before every fight, an exemption Ordinance will be signed.
One of the most inhumane and necessary is that all players should set up a life and death book to show that life or death has nothing to do with the martial arts school or the opponent of the martial arts competition. All the responsibilities are borne by themselves.
So she can only watch Kobayashi die and watch the woman who killed Kobayashi fall into Zhang Cheng's arms. He should have been Kobayashi's man
"What did you just think of?" Murong Yumeng clasped Mo Xiyan's wrist and leaned down to stare at her.
Mo Xiyan recovered from his angry scolding and looked up at Yingting's face close at hand.
The domineering smell of a man filled her nose, and it seemed that she could smell the full chill overflowing from the man.
Men's actions like this make her have the illusion of being shrouded in all aspects.
Let her heartbeat miss a beat due to palpitation, but also let her have a sense of crisis, as if something was out of her control. However, even so, she was still happy.
This... Makes her a little unwilling?
Thinking of this, Mo Xi's eyes were slightly dark, and his protruding wrist made a force and buckled Murong Yu's hand.
"What are you crazy about? This is not your palace!"
Does she want face? It's unreasonable!
Her eyes turned left and right, and she was a little relieved to see that no one was paying attention.
But at the thought of what had just happened, she was angry again and glared at the man, "do you really think I'm a good bully?"
After talking, Mo Xi Yan half narrowed his eyes, stared at Murong Yu with a slightly heavy eye color, then clasped his hand and slowly moved away from his wrist.
"You..."
Murong Yu was stunned on the spot. Mo Xiyan, standing in front of him, looked at the bottom of his eyes. It seemed that there was a dizzy fire, but it was not because he liked it, but
So he's being, please, disgusted, tired?
Murong Yu stared at Mo Xiyan, and his eyes gradually darkened.
At the thought of this possibility, Murong Yu's heart panicked for no reason.
Then the panic and uneasiness that can suffocate him is like a huge wave swallowing him instantly.
At this time, he is no longer a god of war or a prince, but a helpless man who is facing the disgust of his lover and may be abandoned
No, never!
He can't stand what he thinks, let alone become a reality.
Under the uneasy, flustered, tangled and panicked mood, Murong Yu, with an impulse, regardless of it, fastened Mo Xiyan's wrist again, stared at her with cold eyes, and the language was dangerous.
"Now that you recruit me, don't try to get away!"
Don't cherish Yan's words. His eyes flashed.
"What do you mean?"
What escape?
Did she have these two words?
The man's eyes have a flame that seems to burn everything, including her heart.
It also flustered her for a few seconds.
But she just wanted to avoid, but she was strongly dragged by Murong Yu to a dark alley and pressed directly on the wall.
"Tell me, who were you thinking of just now?"
Murong Yu's eyes were as dark as ink, and his half Zhang Junting's face was half hidden under the faint light of the alley.
And the scar winding on most of his face was clearly exposed in front of Mo Xiyan.
But she didn't think there was any problem with the scar.
On the contrary, what she likes has never been a woman's man, but a man with a great and upright posture.
Undoubtedly, the man in front of her, no matter from which convenient point of view, is perfectly in line with her aesthetics.
"Speak!"
Murong Yu narrowed the distance between them again.
The sound was vaguely bloody.
"Why, are you trying to kill me?"
Instinctively, Mo Xiyan lifted his head and directly dumped Murong's eye knife. His eyes condensed and said, "hum, don't fight, don't say these unnecessary words here!"
"Good, good, Mo Xiyan, do you want to fight me for that man?"
Murong Yu's momentum soared, and the whole person had a dangerous and charming breath.
"For that person, you will annoy me, hate me, and abandon me?"
His voice dropped again and again, just like the faint sad sound when playing the bass cello, which made Mo Xiyan's heart tremble slightly.
"Murong Yu, you are really mentally handicapped. Can you think a little while you say these words?"
Mo Xi Yan raised his hand as much as possible and pushed him away.
However, not to mention pushing away the man, she even looked up to push at this time.
Damn it, what's it called?
Murong Yu said he was crazy and didn't listen to what she said. How can she explain?
Mo Xiyan was out of control and his mind was short circuited. He looked up and shouted at the man, "Murong Yu, stop making trouble. Didn't you say you wanted to take me to Chunfeng building? Then don't delay... Huh!"
In the middle of the sentence, don't cherish Yan's stunned eyes, looking at the resolute face of the man close at hand, and breathing stagnated.
Because the man didn't say a word again. It was Murong Yu's strong and domineering kiss
After a kiss, Murong Yu's forehead was against Mo Xiyan's forehead. His left hand tightly imprisoned Mo Xiyan in front of him, and the other hand caressed her white and delicate cheek.
"Xi Yan, you can only think of me, you can only belong to me."
His voice was low and dull, and seemed to have boundless charm, which made Mo Xi Yan's red ear tips more hot.
She thought that she was probably really miserable, and the feeling of her whole body was led by the man's nose?
But even so, she can't make the man too proud.
She snorted and slightly restrained her surging mood. After feeling that she had recovered some calmness, she pushed away the man, leaned back and leaned against the wall.
Her voice is somewhat stiff due to deliberate repression. Feel it carefully. You can even find that her breath is not as smooth as it appears.
This made her more upset.
So, Mo Xi Yan stared at the man fiercely and said angrily, "I said Murong Yu, what are you crazy? When did miss Ben say that there was someone else in her heart?"
As she spoke, she turned her peak and snorted coldly, "or did she deliberately change a pattern to take advantage of me?"