The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

Luo Yichu: Crazy!

The chin was in pain from the pincers, and the raging fire jumped in the pupils, engulfing the entire wine shop.

The smell of blood on his body made Mu Han feel a little disgusted, and then he threw away the torn clothes.

He loosened the grip on Luo Yichu's jaw, and his jaw was flushed with a faint red.

Mu Han looked at the little national teacher who was a little afraid of him in his eyes, and patted his legs to signal him to sit over.

Luo Yichu: (⊙x⊙;)

Can he refuse?

Mu Han looked at him silently, but frowned slightly when he saw him sitting still.

For the sake of his own life, Luo Yichu got up and sat down.

He was sitting on Mu Han's lap, his body was a little stiff, because he was nervous, his eyes were wandering, but he just didn't look at Mu Han.

Mu Han looked at the person in his arms and tilted his head, his eyes kept falling out of the window, his brows were furrowed.

He raised his hand to pinch Luo Yichu's jaw, and turned his face to face him.

"Do you still want to escape?"

Luo Yichu: (°ー°〃)

No, thank you.

He's just so nervous that he doesn't know where to look, the villain really knows how to make up his mind.

After Mu Han finished speaking, seeing that he didn't refute or explain, his eyes were sullen.

He opened his lips and bit the little master's lower lip, and the faint smell of wine mixed with the smell of blood spread between his teeth.

Why does the villain love brain supplements so much?

He feels that the villain will be blackened, and most of it may be due to his big brain.

He hasn't finished his mission yet, where can he go?

He just wanted to tell Mu Han that he thought too much.

Luo Yichu was bitten, and hissed in pain, he raised his hand to clamp Mu Han's arm and tightened it.

Dare to bite him and scratch him to death.

(｀⌒?メ)

Luo Yichu was scratching his hands, and not to be outdone, he opened his mouth and bit Mu Han's lips.

Her lips were bitten off, and Mu Han's eyes flashed a hint of helplessness.

He ran away just now, and he hasn't asked him to question his teacher, but the little national teacher has a very big temper.

Mu Han raised his hand through the little master's hair, and landed on the back of his neck, bringing their lips closer together.

The kiss was not as gentle as before, but rather domineering.

He gently rubbed the back of the little master's neck with his fingertips, and brushed his earlobe along the back of his neck.

"Um…"

Luo Yichu hummed lightly, his voice was as soft as a cat's.

The carriage was running around in the market, and the noise from the market was endless, and it could reach Luo Yichu's ears from time to time, making the tips of his ears red.

He pursed his lips and tilted his head, the pain from his lower lip made him frown.

"This is the city, you are really crazy."

"Little national teacher, I haven't been crazy all the time."

As Mu Han said, his lips kissed his earlobe, and it fell on his mouth along the earlobe.

"Young master, keep your mouth shut. If someone hears something that shouldn't be heard, I'll make the whole street bleed like a river."

Xiaolu, the dog-headed military strategist, saw that something was wrong, so he left a message to the host to take care and slipped away.

Luo Yichu: ...

This cheating system promised to keep an eye on Mu Han for him, but he didn't know until people arrived, and he saw it by himself.

Xiaolu really can't do anything, escape No.1.

Mu Han's hand clasping his waist fell to the straps, and Luo Yichu's clothes instantly loosened a bit.

Before he could pull him up, Mu Han kissed the mole on his shoulder with downcast eyes.

This mole was carried in his mother's womb, I really didn't expect to have it after wearing a book.

The villain seems to have always had a soft spot for this mole.

Mu Han noticed that he was distracted, and bit his heart with his lips.

It hurts and hurts, it's weird.

Luo Yichu slightly raised his neck, and his waist was clasped by him.

The rustling of the clothes made Luo Yichu's cheeks turn red.

"Lolo, sit down."

Mu Han's voice was low and hoarse, Luo Yichu blushed and buried her head in his neck.