After All, They Are the Protagonists

Just imagine, a maid who usually ignores you and even casts contemptuous glances at you is so close to you at this moment, listening to her provocative soft voice and even the quiet fragrance, and even your chest. I can still feel the pressure brought by her heart... It is impossible to say that she is not moved or shy.

After all, in the past, it was Mu Zhian who took the initiative to pursue others, and he had certain foresight about the future development, but Wei Mengrou didn't follow the routine.

However, this unconventional way of playing cards is sultry, and people can't help but immerse themselves in the love of the maid.

"Sister Mengrou, if you continue to do this, I can't guarantee that I can control myself..."

"You haven't answered me yet." Wei Mengrou's body was almost completely close to Mu Zhian's, and when she looked sideways at his profile, her alluring little mouth seemed to touch his face at any moment.

And in those cold eyes, there seemed to be a bit of seriousness that was never there before.

She had already expressed her feelings to Mu Zhian in a desperate way, but Mu Zhian hadn't responded to her from the very beginning.

"You should know my thoughts..." Mu Zhian said.

"I don't want to know." Wei Mengrou replied coldly.

Her slender and slender fingertips moved up gently along Mu Zhian's chest, reaching to his lips.

"I just want to hear from you."

Mu Zhian fell silent.

If it was said that the two were in a "fight" from the very beginning, and whoever's body responded first would lose first, then Mu Zhi'an has lost completely now.

Whether it's the gradually hot face, the nerves that are constantly being teased by this woman, or even the most direct reaction of the body's instinct... All these show that his current body has succumbed to Wei Mengrou.

Rather, it is probably difficult for any man to resist such a situation.

The delicate body wrapped in a yellow dress is close to Mu Zhian's body, the fragrance emanating from his body, the bright and slightly provocative eyes, the soft weight pressing on his chest, and even the soft voice that makes people itch...

Who can refuse a royal sister and maid who used to look at you with disdain?What's more, her slender legs like jade are still wearing black and white silk!

At this moment, Mu Zhi'an seemed to have a thermometer in his heart, and when he stared at Wei Mengrou, the thermometer rose crazily at an unstoppable speed, until it exploded completely at last!

Mu Zhian exhaled slowly, trying to maintain his rationality as much as possible.

Then, he put one hand on Wei Mengrou's shoulder, gently pulled her away a short distance, and stared at this beautiful and beautiful face.

Wei Mengrou's pink and seductive lips were close at hand, she raised her head slightly, her eyes that were cold in the past were also full of charm at this moment, making people feel the urge to be drawn away unconsciously.

Staring at Wei Mengrou silently, after an unknown amount of time, Mu Zhian smiled in relief.

"you win."

"As you said just now, I seem to really like being scolded by you." Mu Zhian was very calm.

"You don't even deny that you are a pervert..." For a moment, Wei Mengrou looked at Mu Zhian with a bit of disgust and contempt in her eyes.

However, at this moment, Mu Zhian suddenly hugged Wei Mengrou's slender waist with both hands, so that her delicate body could get closer to him.

Under Wei Mengrou's surprised eyes, Mu Zhi'an suddenly smiled and said, "However, how can a maid laugh at her master unscrupulously every day?"

Mu Zhi'an raised his hand to gently caress Wei Mengrou's delicate face, and then his lips slowly approached, occupying the alluring lips of the maid.He wanted to show his love for Wei Mengrou with actions.

Obviously just kissed, but there seems to be a huge difference between her initiative and Mu Zhian's initiative. Wei Mengrou's eyes slowly widened a little, and her heartbeat, which had been calm in the past, accelerated uncontrollably.

At this moment, it seemed that there was an inexplicable hot emotion flowing naturally in her heart, her hands were at a loss at first, but slowly, she raised her hands and hooked Mu Zhian's neck.

Immediately afterwards, he took another half step forward, pressing Mu Zhian against the door of the room behind him, from passive to actively asking for a kiss.

Wei Mengrou has gradually adapted from the first jerky first kiss to this moment, and matched Mu Zhian's needs, letting him taste the lips of the maid.

The wind and snow outside the house were whistling, and the candlelight was flickering, adding a bit of pink and ambiguous atmosphere.

After a long time, Mu Zhian reluctantly let go of his lips, staring at Wei Mengrou who was panting slightly.

As if sensing his gaze, Wei Mengrou raised her head subconsciously. The moment her eyes met, she seemed to understand Mu Zhian's meaning. She gently cupped his face with both hands, moved closer, and kissed again fiercely.

Time and time again, it seems that they are exchanging each other's feelings through kissing, no matter how much they taste, it seems that it is not enough.

Until the lips parted again, Wei Mengrou noticed Mu Zhian's scorching gaze and even seemed to have a reaction that seemed to be ready to move, so she couldn't help lowering her eyes and said, "Don't forget to solve the matter of the aura of heaven first."

Mu Zhi'an nodded: "I know...but that requires your assistance."

When he said this, his eyes couldn't help falling on Wei Mengrou's body again, looking from top to bottom, and finally he couldn't help feeling the elasticity and silkiness of Nirvana Silk.

I saw Wei Mengrou's goose-yellow skirt, her plump and snow-white thighs were left with a faint mark by the black stockings, and the same was true of the white stockings on her right leg, and the combination of black and white did not feel inconsistent at all. On the contrary, it adds a few different charms.

The beautiful face reflected by the candlelight seemed to be stained with a seductive blush, Wei Mengrou raised her little finger and pinned a strand of fine hair behind her ear, and raised her eyes to look at him: "Have you seen enough?"

"Sister Mengrou is so beautiful, and these stockings really match you the best." Mu Zhian admired her sincerely.

Wei Mengrou raised her eyes and said faintly: "It wasn't that the servants got the colors wrong before, but you asked the other party to prepare stockings of two different colors from the beginning, right?"

"Because I think both colors are suitable for you." Mu Zhian said sincerely.

"You like both colors, right?"

Wei Mengrou exhaled slowly.Afterwards, that cold face that was originally slightly shy gradually calmed down.

Then, she blew out the candle with a snap of her fingers, making the room instantly dark.

"You don't need to blow out the candles, do you?" Mu Zhi'an inquired.

"This will make people feel a little more at ease." Wei Mengrou said softly.

She stepped up to Mu Zhian, because her body was almost completely close to Mu Zhian, so whether it was Mu Zhian's heartbeat or other reactions, naturally they could not escape Wei Mengrou's perception.

At this time, as if she had sensed something in the darkness, she raised her eyes and stared straight at Mu Zhian.

"What's the matter..." Even Mu Zhi'an felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

Fortunately, the candle was extinguished at this moment, which gave him a little sense of security.

"It's nothing, it's just a little accident." Wei Mengrou seemed to be deliberately teasing Mu Zhian, her cool and slender fingertips moved down Mu Zhian's chest.

"I didn't expect you to really like being bullied by your maid."

The upright lady maid tilted her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"What do you think, if Miss Ruoxi and the others were here now, what would they think when they saw this scene?"

Wei Mengrou breathed softly into his ear softly, "Even if it's them, I'm afraid they will think you're a pervert, right?"

Although she likes even a pervert...even willing to meet some of the excessive demands he just made.

……

Wujie...

boom!

The golden lightsaber split into several brilliant beams of light, illuminating Bai Ruoxi's figure extraordinarily holy, as if a fairy descended to earth, holy and charming.

With the fall of Bai Ruoxi's last sword, the points in her token finally jumped from nine points to ten points.

And this also means that the assessment of Wujie can come to an end here.

In fact, usually at this time, if the monk is willing, he can continue to fight in the martial arts world.

If you become the No.1 in the Wujie assessment, it will be of great help to the subsequent Immortal Ascension Conference. After all, the top few can be exempted from the previous "screening" competition.

Beside Bai Ruoxi, a girl in a light blue skirt with a pure face took out a token, and suddenly said, "Sister Ruoxi, we seem to be able to leave the Wujie directly now."

When he said this, he looked straight at Bai Ruoxi.

Bai Ruoxi smiled lightly and said, "That's the end of the martial arts assessment. Let's go back to Tianhe Garden to see what's going on with Mu Lang."

Let other people compete for the top few in the martial arts assessment.

Now she still cares more about Mu Zhian's situation than such insignificant things.

But if Sister Mengrou is there, Mu Lang's side shouldn't matter, after all, it's Sister Mengrou's aura of heaven, and she should have a way to take it out.

Bai Ruoxi still trusted Mu Zhi'an's personal maid.

Chapter 288 Private use of public vehicles is prohibited! 5.5K

Mu Zhi'an had fantasized several times in the past that under his orders, the maid stared at him with extremely humiliated, unwilling and ashamed eyes, and then obeyed his orders with a look of disgust.

But of course, he knows that this kind of fantasy is probably unlikely to come true in this life.

On the one hand, Wei Mengrou's personality makes it impossible to obey his orders, on the other hand...

Even if he wanted to force her to do something, but the difference in cultivation between the two was too great, it was still difficult to order.

After all, the monster-like cultivation speed of the other party can only make Mu Zhian far behind.

However, although there was no way to order, he fulfilled his wish through "request"... This was beyond his expectation.

At this moment, Mu Zhian narrowed his eyes slightly, leaning his back against the door, Wei Mengrou's delicate figure was close to him, and his pretty face, which was close at hand, showed a drunken blush.

Wei Mengrou's breath gently falling on Mu Zhian's face seemed to be mixed with a sweet fragrance, like fragrant fine wine, one couldn't help but be intoxicated by it, and didn't want to think about anything.

Even through the touch of a layer of silk stockings, Mu Zhi'an at this moment can still feel the smooth and tender thighs of the maid. He didn't do anything, but just hugged Wei Mengrou's slender waist, enjoying this short and beautiful feeling. Warm.

What happened tonight felt extremely unreal even to Mu Zhian, as if he was in a dream.

"Don't, don't keep staring, close your eyes." Wei Mengrou said in a somewhat uncomfortable tone, as if being stared at by Mu Zhian was a little uncomfortable.

Mu Zhi'an smiled: "Why don't you tease me now?"

No matter how much she took the initiative emotionally at the beginning, Wei Mengrou is still the same Wei Mengrou at this moment, and she still has a strong sense of shame.

Especially when being stared at so directly by his young master.

"Close your eyes first before speaking." Wei Mengju said.

Her eyes looking at Mu Zhi'an were a bit more hostile, but the cold and charming face made such cold eyes completely harmless, but instead made people feel a huge sense of contrast, which was really cute.

"Just close your eyes later." Mu Zhian said with a smile.

It was a rare opportunity to see sister Mengrou in such a posture, and he wanted to see it a few more times.

And just now I was molested by her... Putting Mu Zhian's name on it, I definitely need a little "revenge" to come back.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly gasped, noticing the piercing chill coming from being wrapped by Wei Mengrou's legs, as well as the icy eyes of the maid at this moment, his body shivered subconsciously.

Then silently raised his hands: "I was wrong..."

Compared with the name Mu Zhi'an, life is more important... This is not a joke.

After all, her life for the rest of her life is still in her hands.

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