Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 137: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (4)

An Ning squatted down, raised her eyebrows, and said quietly, "If you want to kill me, you have to be punished."

Hearing this, the black-clothed boy's eyelashes moved slightly, and his beautiful and clear eyes looked at An Ning ignorantly.

An Ning's eyes swept over him over and over again, and she held her chin and muttered, "How should I punish you? Skin and bones? Or..." After a pause, An Ning licked her lips, lust flashing in her eyes. The light of blood, "cut off hands and stamp on feet?"

She purposely said bloody and cruel words, always paying attention to the changes in the boy's expression, but he didn't seem to understand, he didn't care, and kept staring at An Ning with shining eyes.

"..." An Ning thought silently, I'm afraid he is a fool again, or a mute!

An Ning persevered and continued to probe, "How about branding you with a hot iron?"

The boy still didn't respond, without even blinking.

peaceful:……

Xuan Xieyu had a motive for killing her, this young man couldn't come to assassinate her for no reason, could he?For her personal safety, she must find out who is behind the scenes, otherwise she will not know how she died!

An Ning frowned slightly, squatted down, and touched the young man with both hands, starting with the chest.

Thumbs down, nice body, pectoral muscles.

Humming——something is vibrating slightly!
An Ning continued to touch. She reached in and touched the smooth skin. It was warm. When she pinched it, it felt really good.

Humming -- it's a bit noisy right now.

An Ning frowned, her clothes were all messed up by her touch, the neckline was open, and the young man's sexy collarbone came into view, and down... the chest was looming, which made her feel a little distracted, but the important thing was, she never It's too easy to be fascinated by beauty.

Looking down, An Ning stopped at the young man's waist. An Ning stretched out his claws and landed on the young man's belt. He pulled and released it...

Buzzing——, the violent shaking sounded, very noisy.

An Ning glanced, it seemed that the ice sword was shaking!
In an instant, the cold and sharp sword energy brushed across the cheeks and the back of the hands, cut off a few strands of hair, causing An Ning to fall to the ground.

The ice sword was imposingly inserted beside the young man, between her feet——

"Little mute, will your sword still protect the master?" An Ning said tremblingly with a confused face.

There was still no response, and when An Ning looked over, she was surprised to find the ice blue color quietly fading from the boy's eyes.

He was still looking at her for a moment.

"Your eyes still change color?" An Ning was even more confused, crawled over to hold the boy's face, and observed it carefully.

The jet-black pupils shone with fragments of light, which was normal!

An Ning lowered her head and approached him, almost lying on his body, her lips parted slightly, and her breath was blue.

The sweet breath lingered, the boy in black held his breath, and secretly moved his fingertips, but he still couldn't move, so he could only squeeze his fingertips and his lips tightly.

Disappointed that there was no expected change, An Ning continued to get closer.

The eyes did not change, but the ice sword made a very light sound.

Oh, sure enough... An Ning narrowed her eyes, pressed her lips together, and licked the boy's eyes with the tip of her tongue.

The ice sword screamed loudly but it didn't hurt her.

peaceful:……

It feels like a new continent has been discovered.

She raised her head, looked at the icy blue light in his eyes, bent the corners of her lips, and jokingly said, "Does changing color mean being shy, huh?"

The boy blinked his eyes, as if he didn't understand.

An Ning continued to lower his head, his breath spraying on his eyes.

Seeing this, the young man suddenly closed his eyes and never looked at her again.

An Ning paused: ...

This must be a killer who has just started working and doesn't know much about business. He is really easy to deceive.

I accidentally heard the golden egg system of my host's inner os: [...] The host ignored the strong smell of blood on the other party's body. It's obviously a business that is more skilled than it! ! !

The moment An Ning raised her head, the boy opened his eyes again, his eyes following her movements.

An Ning laughed, "Heh, like a kitten."

The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and An Ning should have felt relaxed physically and mentally, but An Ning suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

The planar backlash in the last small world hit her so hard that she felt terrified even thinking about it, and her slightly pale lips couldn't help trembling.

An Ning leaned over and hugged the warm boy tightly, her arms tightened.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I just..." An Ning lay in his arms, closed her eyes, and said softly, "It's too cold."

"You are warm on your body, just be my heater for a few days, I won't treat you badly." An Ning rubbed her cool cheek against his chest, and uncontrollably burrowed into his clothes, while complaining to the golden egg system Said, "This body is so weak, lethargic and weak, the key point is that even the body is cold, it looks short-lived. Eggy, I think you really haven't used it to the limit."

[Host, I've lived for more than ten years, it's not that easy. ] The Golden Egg System decided to ignore the latter sentence.

"Who said, isn't she being cannon fodder? If it weren't for me, she would have died long ago."

[…] Golden Egg System [Yes, yes, host, as long as you are happy! 】

An Ning nodded with satisfaction.

When the body is a little warmer, I will feel drowsy. Before falling asleep, I can't help reminding, "Little dumb, do you guys have to be honest and promise to be my heater, so don't go back on your word."

The Golden Egg System couldn't help thinking [I didn't agree! 】

"Uh, let alone kill me." An Ning ignored her and continued to speak softly, "It is true that you are an unskilled killer, so you have to be moral."

There was no response. An Ning felt neither reassured nor comfortable. She closed her eyes and touched his chin. She raised her voice and threatened, "Did you hear that?"

"Ah."

It seemed vaguely that the boy nodded his head and responded softly.

An Ning lowered his hand and slid into the boy's clothes, his cold fingers pressed against his skin.

It's very warm, An Ning sighed comfortably, and gradually fell asleep.

Under the moonlight, the ice sword vibrated once and for all, and the boy's eyes shone with icy blue light.

He watched quietly. After an unknown amount of time, his fingertips moved slightly and he could lift them up.

Looking down, he looked at the girl's arm, the small half of which was hidden under his clothes, slender and weak, almost transparent white, without any martial arts, even more vulnerable than ordinary people.

The boy moved his lips, and said very stiffly, "It's colder on the ground."

The voice is very soft and low, and it seems to be very soft.

The girl burrowed into her arms, her jet-black hair fell on his neck, itching slightly.

Even with the effect of drugs, he can still clearly feel her touch, even...

The boy's icy blue eyes dimmed, he pursed his lips, and gently took out her hand, "Saint..."

The skin-to-skin contact was still initiated by him.

A stronger strange feeling came over him, and he was very uncomfortable.

The task assigned by the master is to assassinate the owner of Jingshang Palace, and——

Saintess!

He was standing, his eyes were already normal, and the shadow of the girl curled up was reflected in the dark pupils.

"Master's order..." He moved his thin lips slightly and spoke in a low voice.

Bingjian became frantic, with a bloodthirsty impulse, and rushed to the boy's palm eagerly.

(End of this chapter)