Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1339 The female honor of the prosperous age, do you wear the book? (39)

  Yueying's eyes were cold, she pressed her lips tightly.

  The last time I was in Yuhuayuan, Jiubai ignored Meng Feimo. She thought Jiubai had changed, or maybe there were any plans.

  Now,

   see it.

   Jiubai never let go of her plan against her.

  Jiuyueying let out a cold cry.

  The dark guard's heart sighed, "Yes."

  Seven Princes’ Mansion,

  Meng Feimo took a deep breath and walked in. The next second, his footsteps instantly stiffened.

  With the adjusted smile on the lips, it also stagnated.

  The well-manicured nails are deeply embedded in the palm of the hand,... Ye Yanhan!

  Ranbai looked at Meng Feimo, came in, raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up like a smile, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

  Meng Feimo lowered his head and controlled his emotions forcefully.

   Jiubai, don’t force me...

  Don’t force me...

When he looked up again, all the yin-birds under Meng Feimo's eyes disappeared. He looked pitifully white, and his talkative, moist eyes stared at him unblinkingly, lovingly, "Lord, we can Take a step to speak?"

   Gentle tone, tactfully and sweetly.

  Ye Yanhan lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes drooping down, and her deep and beautiful eyes made people unable to see emotions.

  He lightly squeezed the light-colored slender lips, poked the porridge with a spoon, and then,

  His clean and slender hands hold a fine porcelain white bowl printed with stunning rose petals, and his beautiful hands are placed on it, which is particularly beautiful against the backdrop.

  The young president looked indifferent, took a sip with a porcelain spoon, handed it to the girl’s lips, and opened his lips indifferently: "Drink."

  Dyeing white: "..."

Ran Bai looked at the handsome and expensive man, coughed lightly, drank the glutinous rice porridge that was handed to his lips, nodded seriously, the corners of his lips were slightly bent, his tone was soft and coquettish: "Really It's delicious."

  The young president hummed, took back the porcelain spoon indifferently, and took a sip by himself.

   Ye Yanhan unconsciously bit the porcelain spoon lightly, and his Adam’s apple rolled up and down.

  Well, it’s delicious...

   is very sweet.

  Meng Feimo looked at this sweet scene, as if no one could get in, his face gradually sank.

  He almost saw pink bubbles popping up around him.

   pierced Meng Feimo’s eyes.

  How can it be, how can it be!

   Jiubai can only belong to him, only him! Can accompany Jiubai on!

  Meng Feimo was almost crazy, his eyes clinging to Ranbai's body, entangled in idiots.

  Ranbai felt the low air pressure beside her, patted her hands and raised her eyes: "You can talk about things, son."

  Meng Feimo sneered in his heart, this Ye Yanhan had the ability to fascinate Jiubai.

   But so what, Jiubai she can only, and can only, like herself alone.

   "Seven Lords, this matter is of great importance and should not be heard by outsiders." Meng Feimo deliberately glanced at Ye Yanhan and said.

   dyed white "Oh", with a casual tone, "Okay."

  A trace of ecstasy flashed across Meng Feimo’s eyes when he heard the words dyed white.

  Sure enough,

  Ye Yanhan is just a plaything in Jiubai's eyes!

  At most, Ye Yanhan is so good for Ye Yanhan because of its usefulness.

  But now it's about business, how could Jiubai let Ye Yanhan be here!

  Meng Feimo's mood rose back from the abyss of the fall instantly, even his eyes brightened a lot.

   He hooked his lips, looking at Ye Yanhan, his posture was a bit uncontrollable triumphant and arrogant, "Have you heard, Seven Princes let you leave here!"

  Meng Feimo’s voice is contemptuous, "You can listen to this kind of thing..."

  　2 more, ask for tickets, tickets, come to my bowl ⊙⊙

  (End of this chapter)