Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do!

Chu Muyun knew why Yan Chen put him outside.

After the two talked about it, they had many opportunities to have a relationship, but Yan Chen didn't do anything.

Maybe they were drunk last night, maybe they were running out of time, both of them were a bit indulgent... But the great satisfaction of the body was followed by the emptiness of the soul.

Yan Chen didn't want to sleep on the same bed with him, because sleeping together was more terrifying than having sex.

The body is comforted, and there will be a moving illusion when embracing and sleeping.

As if they love each other deeply, their breathing is synchronized, their body temperature is the same, and even their heartbeats are stuck together, that kind of satisfaction can fill the soul to the brim.

But this is just an illusion... His unilateral illusion.After waking up, it will only make the empty place even more empty, and the whistling wind will penetrate the body and hit the most fragile and softest place.

So Yan Chen couldn't, and didn't dare.

Chu Muyun captured these emotions, but Shen Shuiyan obviously couldn't.

In his eyes, everything has become a mess.

Ever since he learned that Chu Muyun was here with Yan Chen, the manic beast was screaming, shouting, and clamoring...

When he closed his eyes, he saw Chu Muyun and Yan Chen sleeping with their necks crossed, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Chu Muyun's tender and affectionate eyes again—it's a pity that he wasn't looking at him.

This kind of torture made him unable to endure even a moment, what a plum feast, he just wanted to take Chu Muyun away!

Trying her best to break through Zhaomeishan's defense, Shen Shuiyan came here, but what she saw was Chu Muyun who was 'thrown' outside with a sense of lust all over her body.

It is impossible to describe in words what it feels like to be immersed in a hookah at this moment.

He regards him as a treasure, and he can give up everything for him, as long as he can get even the slightest liking from him, he will be crazy with joy.

He gave up his principles for him, he plugged his ears for him, he was even willing to be blind for his sake, but what about him?

Cold-blooded, cruel, unfeeling.

He just walked away, trampled his humbleness under his feet, and discarded his dedication like a bag.

He wished he could put him on the tip of his heart, but he was willing to be ruined by others here!

Shen Shiyan's practice was really mad.

If Yan Chen really cared about him, why would he put him outside?How could he be left here after such a toss?

Beneath Shen Shiyan's monstrous anger was unspeakable distress.

She felt sorry for Chu Muyun, but hated herself.

Fortunately, Chu Muyun didn't hide it anymore. He looked at Shen Shuiyan and said coldly, "Go out."

Shen Shiyan's beautiful eyes instantly filled with scarlet like blood.

Chu Muyun continued: "Don't wake Yan Chen up."

Shen Shuiyan laughed back, his eyes were red, and he smiled, but his voice was extremely gloomy: "You miss him so much, do you know how Yan Chen thinks of you?"

Chu Muyun frowned.

Shen Shuiyan threw a piece of paper in front of him, on which there was a line of flamboyant and phoenix dancing.

"Chu Muyun is here with me, if you want him, you can exchange him with something suitable."

There is no doubt that this is Yan Chen's handwriting...

Chu Muyun understood very well that it would be easy for Yan Chen to trick other Demon Lords into taking pictures of Meishan, but he really did not expect that Yan Chen would actually use such a... well, straightforward method.

Is it to provoke them?But what good would it do Yan Chen?

Chu Muyun was in a daze, but this expression completely changed in Shen Shuiyan's eyes.

He thought that Chu Muyun was sad and was sad for Yan Chen.

Sadly, Shen Shiyan, who recognized his emotions, felt sad again, his heart was twisted and pulled, connected with blood vessels and nerves, and every movement was heart-piercing.

Under such stinging pain, Shen Shuiyan suddenly calmed down, and the hostility between his brows and eyes miraculously disappeared. He slowly squatted down, half-kneeled in front of the bed, and looked up at Chu Muyun slightly.

Chu Muyun was startled, and looked down into his astonishingly beautiful eyes.

Shen Shisha is a person who never hides his emotions, his love is strong and dazzling - he asks for everything, and gives everything without reservation.

Many people can't bear this kind of love, because it's too hot, just like the sun in the sky, the kind of light and heat that unreservedly emits will illuminate all the coldness, but if it's too close, you always worry about yourself It will be roasted and burned, and then disappear.

Chu Muyun didn't have such worries, on the contrary, he actually appreciated such feelings, so he always indulged Shen Shuiyan a little more.

It's just that he can't respond.

Shen Shuiyan looked at him and said softly: "Ah Yun, can I take you back? Yan Chen doesn't care about you, he only treats you as an object, a pawn used to obtain what he needs, and he treats you from the beginning to the end. There is no emotion in the end."

"Come back with me, back to Wuqing Palace, you can do whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you don't like me, as long as...just don't leave me again."

The last sentence made him look like a poor child, begging for the last trace of mercy, longing for the final salvation.

Chu Muyun lowered his eyes slightly, and only gave him three words: "I'm sorry."

There was a brief silence, but it was long, as if all the air had been evacuated, causing the entire space to be compressed...

Shen Shisha's eyes completely lost their luster, he stood up and stared at him firmly.

Chu Muyun's face was indifferent and calm.

This demeanor stimulated his deepest nerve, Shen Shiyan grabbed his chin and pressed down on him forcefully.

Chu Muyun didn't struggle either, and just let him do whatever he wanted without moving.

Just when Shen Shuiyan wanted to do whatever he could to the end, the closed door opened with a bang.

Yan Chen put on a coat and stood there with a cold face.

Chu Muyun tilted his head slightly, expressionless.

Shen Shiyan stopped moving, he didn't even take off his clothes, but the people under him were not naked.

Yan Chen's voice was extremely cold: "What do you think of Mount Zhaomei?"

Shen Shuiyan got up and rolled Chu Muyun into the quilt—actually, this move was ridiculous, but Shen Shuiyan couldn't bear it.

Shen Shuiyan got up, adjusted his clothes slowly, and became that gorgeous and luxurious greedy emperor again.

He raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "Since you are going to sell him, why don't you allow me to inspect the goods in advance?"

Yan Chen said coldly: "Shen Shuiyan, you are courting death."

A large flame ignited in Shen Shuiyan's eyes: "I'm curious, who will die here today!"

In an instant, the sword is on the verge of breaking out!

Chu Muyun narrowed his eyes, Yan Chen had no chance of winning, he could still fight against Shen Shuiyan during the complete victory period, but now...

Suddenly, something flashed through his mind, and Chu Muyun couldn't help but feel palpitations.

But at this moment, a voice with an extremely bewitching voice but an extremely cold tone sounded.

"I'm also curious as to who will die here."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Qianlan, who was dressed in red, was already standing under the moon.

His appearance was hidden in the dark, blurry, but his sight was completely on Chu Muyun.