Chapter 298
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Mu Yan originally still wants to resist.
However, her nose is filled with the man's mellow and sexy scent.
Her breath is plundered, her lips and teeth are violated.
For a moment, her mind is muddled, and her body feels like it's being set on fire.
Her body is soft like it's turned into water. Only by relying on the man's imprisonment can she not collapse.
But an absurd idea inexplicably emerges in her mind.
This man, when they first met, his kissing skills were clearly very unskilled to death.
In just a few short months, how did he train?
He actually kissed her until she was confused and intoxicated!
… …
She doesn't know how much time has passed.
Di Ming Jue reluctantly releases those already red and swollen lips, and lightly pecks a few times on the moist corner of her lips.
"These days, have you … missed Ben Jun?"
The man's dark and husky voice is filled with strong lust, but also with infinite expectations.
"Uh …" Mu Yan is silent for a moment.
If she says that she basically hasn't missed him, will she be beaten to death?
Sure enough, she just keeps silent. Di Ming Jue's face immediately turns as black as the bottom of a pot!
His fingers firmly grip her chin, gnashing his teeth as he says: "You heartless woman!"
Mu Yan almost can't help but roll her eyes.
Who are you to this Miss ah? Why would I miss you?
Di Ming Jue really wants to ruthlessly teach this person a lesson. But when he sees that snow-like complexion, and that pair of watery eyes that are as beautiful as the bright moon in the water, he can't bring himself to do it!
This woman, she was born to be his nemesis!
Mu Yan straightens her clothes that were a little messy from the passion just now, "I've been out for long enough, I should go back."
Di Ming Jue's eyes suddenly surge with a strong murderous intent and anger, "Go back?"
"What do you want to go back for? To fool around with those disheveled wild men? "
The man's voice is hoarse and gloomy, like he's suppressing a volcano that's about to erupt. There's even a trace of imperceptible grievance.
Mu Yan also doesn't know why.
Being stared at by such a pair of eyes, being questioned by such a voice, she unexpectedly feels a little guilty.
"Cough … how can you say that I'm fooling around?" She laughs dryly, "Don't you see that I'm teaching my apprentice how to paint? A man's robust and stalwart body is the most perfect work of art, worthy to be recorded. How can you think so dirty? "
"The most perfect work of art? Is it worth being recorded? "
The man's good-looking eyebrows slowly raised. His eyebrows slanted into his temples, showing off the man's unparalleled domineering aura.
But his actions make Muyan dumbfounded.
The man grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. His husky voice carried a hint of sexiness. "Then, does Mu Yan want to record my body?"
The front of the man's shirt had been ripped open, revealing his firm chest muscles.
Mu Yan's little hand was grabbed and pressed against that skin, the scalding temperature almost made her scream and run away.
She's obviously looking at those naked people from the Ink Camp with relish.
There was nothing to be shy about.
But looking at this man's body, and even using a brush to record it …
Muyan's cheeks are so red that they could drip water.
But Di Ming Jue has already grabbed her hand, unbuttoning his clothes.
His coat slipped off, leaving his shirt open.
This time, it wasn't just his sexy chest that was exposed, but also his perfect abs and waistline.
The man's aura was disdainful, his figure tall and slender.
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