The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 441
Cen Mu touched his nose, and the tip of his nose was sore, almost tears fell down.

Si Yan was caught off guard when he turned around, his strong muscles were as hard as a wall, and Cen Mujiu was more than half awake from the impact.

While complaining, Cen Mu's jaw was suddenly pinched, and his peach blossom eyes were forced to look at his boss Yan.

"You, what did you call me just now?" A cold breath emanated from Si Yan, not murderous, Cen Mu had never seen Si Yan like this.

Violent, bitter.

When he was in Yaoyu, he just had a cold face, and he seemed difficult to get along with at first glance. After living together for so many years, Cen Mu knew that he was a person with a cold face and a warm heart.

But now, it was the first time he saw her, and he had absolutely no way to deal with it.

Just when Cen Mu's mind was blank, Si Yan's hand loosened, and his thumb gently stroked the red skin just now: "Sorry, I didn't control it just now." He withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes to see He, "Don't call me Your Highness, it's fine as before."

Cen Mu thought about the meaning of his words, but couldn't control it well... Thinking of the words behind his back that he heard honestly, Cen Mu probably understood something.

tsk...

Suddenly, Cen Muyu patted Si Yan's shoulder earnestly, and said with sympathy in his eyes: "It's okay, I understand you, although I have never experienced such a thing. But Ah Jiu has read me a lot of picture books Yes, I can still understand."

It was nothing more than the fact that the girl was attached to him, but it had been hundreds of years now, and those factors mixed in could not keep them together.

He understands, understands.

I understand you after using two in a row. I don't know if I'm talking to Si Yan or to myself.

"Can you understand?" Si Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the drunk cat in front of him, "What do you understand?"

Cen Mu waved his hand, "Oh, everyone is a man, what do you think you understand. If you like that fairy, go after her and tell them that you don't care about your status, you just like her!"

Si Yan stared at him deeply.

"Also, the guy next to the fairy looks uneasy and kind, with a wretched look on his face. Hiccup..." He hiccupped, then pulled Si Yan's sleeve and said, "That guy must have taken a fancy to it. That fairy, let me tell you, hurry up, don't wait until it's too late to regret it later."

"Ah."

After reaching this sound, Cen Mu suddenly smiled, "That's right, that's right."

Ruzi can be taught... But why is his chest so stuffy? His mind is full of beautiful pictures in the pool on that full moon night.

He must also like this person.

Heh, so what, he is a lofty Shangxian, His Highness of the Phoenix Clan.

He's just a basilisk.

The only one who can match it is probably his own face.

Beauty misleads people, beauty misleads people - because of a good-looking face, I lost my heart.

Cen Mu moved his hands, but stopped. His heart can still beat, which is great.

He chuckled, thought it through, and his face returned to his usual laxity: "A child can be taught, Si Yan, hurry up and chase him."

"Okay." Si Yan stared at him, then suddenly lowered her head and covered his mouth.

The fragrant nectar spread in their mouths, Cen Mu's mind went blank, and then his body reacted first, reaching out to push Si Yan away.It's just that his skill is too shallow, so Si Yan turned his backhand and directly pressed him against the wall behind him, his hands were folded above his head.The movements in the mouth became more violent, wishing to rub the person into his body.

(End of this chapter)