Chapter 3993
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Even though he knew that the person in the room was an impostor.
But looking at that person, using Di Mo Xuan's image and the voice that Di Mo Xuan spoke to tease other girls.
He still felt very uncomfortable.
He wanted to go berserk.
If he wanted to flirt with a beauty, he should use his status to do so.
What was the point of impersonating Di Mo Xuan?
Ye Qing Luo's mania, how could the man who was sticking close to her not feel it?
His long arms wrapped around the young girl, his warm kisses fell on her skin, soothing her restless heart.
The man's elegant sandalwood fragrance seeped into her nose.
His broad chest was extremely warm.
It also suppressed the irritation in Ye Qing Luo's heart.
But, this is only temporary.
Because … the warmth in the room continued.
It had already developed to the point where Mu Qiulan's shirt was half off and she was lying on the bed.
As for the "Lord Di Zun", he leaned forward.
Ye Qing Luo, "…"
Holy shit!
Since he was impersonating Di Mo Xuan, and even knew about the "quarrel" between her and Di Mo Xuan in the Qiao residence, then he should also know that Mu Qiulan had been severely injured by Di Mo Xuan during the day!
Now, it was like this.
Wasn't he afraid that Mu Qiulan's body wouldn't be able to endure it?
Wasn't he afraid that Mu Qiulan would die in bed?
Especially …
How could she tolerate it when she was wearing Ah Xuan's face?
Damn it!
The person in his arms became more and more agitated.
Di Mo Xuan also expressed his helplessness.
But when he looked at Ye Qing Luo, his gaze was filled with tenderness.
It was precisely because he cared that he cared.
Even though he knew it was fake.
But he still couldn't restrain himself.
All of a sudden, the Overlord, who was leaning on Mu Qiulan, was about to take off her blouse.
His back suddenly stiffened as a gush of penetrating awe-inspiring might struck towards Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan's direction.
"Overlord" abruptly got up from the bed, not bothering about the disheveled Mu Qiulan as he turned his head around, his gaze was as cold as ice, shooting directly towards Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan's direction, "Who's there!"
He had been discovered.
Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan exchanged glances.
He instantly understood what the other party was thinking.
Immediately after, Di Mo Xuan raised his hand and blocked the incoming airwave.
Ye Qing Luo followed closely from his embrace and with a leap, she slowly landed into the house.
"Ye, Ye Qing Luo!"
Mu Qiulan, who was a little flustered and wanted to cover herself with a blanket when the "Lord Overlord" suddenly left, was stunned when she saw who it was.
Ye Qing Luo's expression didn't change as her lips curled into a slight smile.
His eyes were calm and indifferent, staring straight at His Majesty.
This face, was exactly the same as Di Mo Xuan's.
Even their auras were exactly the same.
He had a peerless face, shimmering peach blossom eyes, deep and cold.
His purple robe made him look majestic and imposing.
Even when she looked at him, her eyes narrowed slightly.
It was a hundred percent similar to Di Mo Xuan.
The only difference was …
Even the way "His Majesty" looked at her did not have that kind of doting warmth.
It could be said that if he did not know, the real Di Mo Xuan would still be squatting on the eaves.
Ye Qing Luo might have recognised the wrong person.
They were too alike.
It was no wonder that Mu Qiulan was so certain that he had a close relationship with Di Mo Xuan.
And after having a good time with Di Zun, he would be full of confidence.
The two of them just stared at each other.
Neither of them said a single word.
After Mu Qiulan regained her senses, on seeing the two of them staring at each other without saying a word, she couldn't help but gripped the blanket tightly, "Lord Overlord ….."
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