Chapter 737
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"You asked Feng to investigate the Beiming clan. How could I not come?"
Di Mo Xuan couldn't help but plant a kiss on her neck as his long arm suddenly exerted strength, turning the woman's soft body to face him.
Ye Qing Luo pursed her pink lips and scoffed lightly, "That brat Ah Feng, he informed you of everything. Does he have to tell you even if I go to the toilet a few times?"
Di Mo Xuan's glimmering peach blossom eyes curved into a demonic charm, "When I'm not around, I want to know everything about you."
Then, he lowered his head and whispered into her ear, "As for how many times you went to the toilet, I hope you can … tell me yourself."
"You —" Holy shit!
Die! Change! Pervert!
She admitted defeat!
Di Mo Xuan's gaze became even more indulgent as he looked at the angry face of the woman he loved.
He held Ye Qing Luo's little hand tightly and pressed it into his embrace as he gave a low laugh, "The North Ming family's people are all very intelligent. Compared to power and influence, they would prefer a peaceful life."
"You're here just to tell me the results of your investigation personally?" Ye Qing Luo raised her brows as her chin rested on his chest and looked up at him.
Di Mo Xuan's dark eyes were deep and serene as he gazed deeply into her eyes, finally falling onto her tender lips.
After meeting his gaze, Ye Qing Luo seemed to have realised something as her cheeks flushed red.
She hammered his chest with her fist and buried her head in his arms. "What are you looking at?"
"Look at you."
His clear and bright voice was as mellow as fine wine, intoxicating her heart.
His gaze was extremely serious.
As though he wanted to trap Ye Qing Luo into his own flesh and blood.
At this moment, it was not only his cheeks that were burning hot.
Even her body was burning like a raging fire.
"Little Luo 'er …"
Di Mo Xuan's gaze was gentle and his voice was extremely low.
He gently propped up Ye Qing Luo's little face as his eyes congealed on her blushing face.
Such a Lil Luo'er was even more tempting.
Ye Qing Luo's little heart was thumping wildly.
She could clearly see the seriousness in the man's eyes. She could clearly see the flames in his eyes.
Ye Qing Luo's fair little hands caressed his cheeks.
This was a face she was familiar with.
It was not the fake face of Supreme Mo.
Her hands cupped Di Mo Xuan's face as she tiptoed and kissed his lips.
How could Di Mo Xuan miss the initiative of his beloved woman?
His slender fingers clasped the back of her head, and the arm around her waist tightened, deepening the kiss.
His kiss was forceful and domineering.
Ye Qing Luo merely took some time before she sank into oblivion and went limp in his arms.
Di Mo Xuan only released her swollen lips when both of them were panting heavily, as he closed his eyes in satisfaction.
Ye Qing Luo's face and ears were flushed red as she laid on his chest panting heavily when she heard the man's husky magnetic voice resounding by the side of her ear, "Lil Luo 'er being so proactive, is it because of the excitement from the academy …. which made you feel guilty towards me?"
Ye Qing Luo raised her eyes and stared at him angrily as she raised her fist and hammered down heavily.
Di Mo Xuan held her fist and placed it on his chest as he laughed heartily.
His chest kept on moving up and down, and that strong and powerful heartbeat from her palm made Ye Qing Luo's palm gradually turn hot.
Ye Qing Luo was extremely embarrassed.
Vile man!
Her skills were indeed too shallow!
Every time she was in front of this man, she was the only one whose face was flushed red.
On what basis did she have to be teased by him till she had no words to refute!
She was obviously the real veteran!
Ye Qing Luo opened her mouth as she harshly bit on his shoulder.
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