Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2937 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, the family of the emperor has been in love (81)

Ran Bai did not break free, and let him do it, but at the moment when he followed Mo Liyan's power and turned to face the prince, Bai's left hand also picked up the wine cup that was resting on the stone table again. Filled with crystal clear wine, the smell of strong wine drifted silently in the air.

Then,

  Between the electric light and flint,

  Ranbai splashed the whole bottle of wine on Mo Liyan's face without any hesitation or any hesitation!

  Spicy and crystal clear wine poured in without warning at that moment, and the stinging eyes were sore. Mo Liyan closed his eyes and coughed violently, even his throat seemed to be surging with burning pain.

   There was a cold and clear drink falling from the young prince’s forehead to the sharp and angular profile of the side face, and finally along the curve of the chin, brushing the arc of the delicate apple and falling off the collar.

  A few drops of crystal wine beads were still wrapped around his long eyelashes, the irritating eye sockets were all reddish, and the hair collar was all wet with the wine.

  There is an indescribable embarrassment, but it doesn't hurt him half of his noble aura. With that fierce and thrilling aura, he forcibly supported the oppressive and cold aura, and inch by inch crushed the cold light in the air like a sharp blade.

Mo Liyan let the drink slip, slowly opened his eyes, and was silent for a few seconds, without saying a word, so he looked down and calmly looked at the red-clothed girl in front of him who was holding an empty wine cup with one hand, calmly. It makes people feel a little chilly, like the oppression before the storm.

   Those long, narrow and deep eyes are like ink stains, three points darker than ordinary people, like the bottomless abyss, brewing unknown danger.

  At this moment,

   clearly reflected the shadow of the girl.

  While Ranbai stared at him without any waves, there had never been a half-wave in the bottom of his eyes, like a dead silence like a cold pool.

For a long time,

  Mo Liyan only opened her mouth, her voice was a little dumb and low, but her tone did not contain any emotional calmness, so she asked her: "Did you calm down?"

  Ran Bai did not expect that Mo Liyan would ask such a sentence eventually. After all, according to this person's arrogant and indifferent character, he could not decide what would happen. It was unexpected that he didn't care about her this time.

  But I didn't care about dyeing white, and didn't speak.

   "If you haven't calmed down yet, just splash it a few times." Mo Liyan told her that the voice is not light or heavy, it is elegant and expensive.

   Then, he said again: "Enough trouble, just go back with this king."

  Noisy.

  Until now,

  In the eyes of Mo Liyan,

  Dyeing white is still making trouble, just making trouble, but playing temper.

  That's it.

   "I didn't calm down." Hearing this, Ran Bai even smiled, looking at Mo Liyan, half-seriously and half-heartedly said: "Why don't you let King Jin give me his life, maybe I'll be calm?"

   "You know it's impossible." Mo Liyan said lightly: "It's not good for you to stimulate this king."

   "But I like it." Dyeing white raised eyebrows arrogantly, red clothes wanton: "Can King Jin control me?"

  Tonight's palace is as majestic and majestic as ever, symbolizing the power of the world and attracting countless heroes.

  In the hall,

  Silk and bamboo string music, celestial sounds are curled up, intertwined, resplendent and magnificent. The hustle and bustle is extraordinary, and it is a prosperous and prosperous world.

   Outside the hall,

  Stay away from floating luxury and drunken gold fans. The cold wind is rustling, the fallen leaves are rustling, the bright moon is in the sky, and the night is as cool as water. And the pavilion shrouded in the shadow of the trees seemed to be a world of its own, a dead silence.

  The two people are opposed to each other, the atmosphere is tit-for-tat, and the stalemate is condensed. A season of cold wind entangles their clothes unknowingly, and then quietly separates.

  After all, no one thought of it,

  No one can predict the future.

  Today’s words that nobody cares about have actually become the root of a tragic tragedy for the rest of his life.

  But at this moment,

  Who knows the future?

   But now I have wine and now I am drunk.

Mo Liyan stood lonely, his slender fingers clasped the girl's wrist fiercely, and his deep and sharp eyes seemed to rise and fall. The ups and downs of the deep ocean waved in the tides again and again. Known dark mood.

  Dyeing white smiled indifferently, playing with the wine glass in his hand full of evil spirits, so as to watch the prince's cold appearance in his spare time, and asked slowly: "King Jin, is the wine good?"

  Mo Liyan's eyes were dark, and the deep and shallow moonlight fell into his eyes, intertwined with dazzling lights and shadows that were difficult to capture and see through, ups and downs.

  His gaze slid down the girl’s obliquely provocative peach blossom eyes, and in a few moments, he made an impulsive behavior without warning!

  Crazy and elegant, extreme and indifferent.

  He suddenly pulled the person in his arms coldly, and kissed the girl's shallow lips with low eyes, and directly pressed the person on the vermilion cylinder next to the pavilion and kissed wanton!

   After plundering all the breath, inch by inch he poured the remaining liquor into the girl's mouth.

  In fact, it doesn't look like a kiss, but it's hoarse like a beast. It's not gentle at all, it's hard to the extreme.

  The shade of the tree at night concealed the two figures beside the column of the pavilion. They overlapped, and even the clothes were tangled together. The red, the black, and the black, intertwined with a thrilling sense of fascination.

  As the person involved, Can Bai Bai looked like a bystander, staring at Mo Liyan indifferently and indifferently, which faded to a bit strange.

  The smell of blood slowly diffused from the mouths of the two of them, and at the same time, a strong smell of blood came over them.

  The young prince paused, and looked at the wanton girl in red in front of him coldly and quietly, with clear eyes.

  Ran Bai pushed the person away slowly, and then changed the position to put the person in front of the column. Regardless of the blood smearing from Mo Liyan's heart, he kissed him even more coldly, arrogantly and violently.

  The two eyes are indifferent, as if there is no emotion,

  No feelings.

  There is no temperature.

last of the last,

  The girl's cold fingertips casually slid the blood on her lips. Seeing the blood on the fingertips, she laughed very lightly.

Then he rubbed the blood stained with his fingertips inch by inch on Mo Liyan's thin lips, and saw that his original pale thin lips were stained with red blood stains little by little. There were hers and his own. It was a thrilling evil. Confusing sexy.

   Then he took out the snow-white handkerchief plainly and wiped it across the lips, which was the kind of disgust that worked very hard.

The young prince leaned his back against the column, stretched arrogantly and straight, with blood on his lips and blood on his heart, filled with blood. Fortunately, he was in black. I can't see clearly, but I can clearly know that there is a dagger stuck in it. , Bleeding to the outside is the hand that dyed white just moved.

  Mo Liyan may or may not have noticed, but it is undeniable that he did not hide or avoid.

  "Is the wine good?"

  Mo Liyan watched the girl's movements coldly, and did not care about the injuries on his body, and returned the original questions that were just asked by the white dye. His tone was very indifferent, but his voice was dumb.

  As if the kiss just now was just to give the same problem to the white.

  (End of this chapter)