After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

Those noisy voices did not stop Murong Mo, his black feather-like eyes drooped quickly, and those eyes turned to where Yan Xiuyu was, with a bright light.

Yan Xiuyu looked directly at Murong Mo's affectionate gaze, coughed involuntarily, and the tips of her ears blushed slightly.

The person on the high platform disappeared, but his legend remained.

Liu Yimei couldn't wait to find the person in charge, and didn't want to delay for a second.

Her heart was beating very fast, and her whole body seemed to be in a state of excitement, and a strangeness appeared on her usually cold face.

The manager saw that the eldest lady came to him like this, and when she heard the announcement, she was already standing in front of him, and she couldn't help kneeling down in fear, "Miss, what is the matter?"

Liu Yimei's face was already calm at this moment, but her heart was still boiling, she said: "I want all the information about the winner of the ring just now, immediately."

She squeezed the red jade in her hand tightly, and the fluttering red skirt had a recklessness that didn't suit her, as if she was in a hurry to verify something.

The corner of the manager's mouth tried his best to pull out a smile, and greeted him with a smile, but he stammered and replied:

"That...Miss, just now he didn't disclose his family name, except for his name, we haven't found any clues yet..."

After the arena was over, he also noticed the magic cultivator in an instant, and was about to recruit him, to make a good impression on him, but he left in a hurry after the end, and he didn't even see him for the last time. Not to mention the person's contact method.

What he has on the table now is the list of applicants who participated in the arena before, and there are only a few lines in it: Liqin, casual repair.

It looks more like Da Neng is trying to hide himself, or he is an unborn master. He doesn't know how to find someone, and he doesn't even know if he is still in the city now.

After all, that appearance may also be a disguise, otherwise if he was in the city, there would have been eyeliners to report him.

Liu Yimei thought of her ability to manage affairs, and also thought about this level. She pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes were full of anticipation and interest.

When her eyes fell on her own jade, her eyes became firmer.

This is something Master Si Ming entrusted to her. When it mutates, it indicates that her destined person will appear, and just now, it has changed...

Liu Yimei was very sure, she had never been so sure, when she met the man's eyes, her heart was beating wildly.

She won't admit the wrong person, the faint intuition in her heart tells her that it is this person!

She squeezed the jade in her hand, and said coldly: "If that person appears again, come and report to me immediately!"

Since it belonged to her, she would never allow others to be contaminated. Now the jade in her hand has no effect, it has lost its red light and turned into a cloud of dust, and will not remind Liu Yimei again.

The people below were trembling and dared not speak, they really didn't understand that the demon cultivator had provoked Liu Yimei in this way, knelt on the ground and responded, then lowered their heads again, not daring to look up at the eldest lady.

Inside the inn, Murong Mo held Yan Xiuyu's hand with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the man in white clothes like snow, sitting high on the chair, he chuckled, hugged Yan Xiuyu's waist, and leaned his lips to kiss him.

"Master, did I perform well today? Should I give my apprentice some rewards?"

There was a smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be a little bit of starlight in those dark eyes. It would be great if his hand didn't reach into Yan Xiuyu's collar so wretchedly when he said this.

Yan Xiuyu frowned slightly, a little helpless, but then nodded Murongmo's nose with a little affection.

Murong Mo combed his black hair and slid it down his back softly. Yan Xiuyu leaned lazily in his embrace, her cold face was stained with a blush.

"Then what do you want?" When he said this, he pressed Murong Mo's fidgeting hand with his left hand, then propped himself up, and subconsciously poked Murong Mo's face.

"Just think about it, don't be so... heavy on desires..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Mo grabbed the back of his head and kissed his red lips, wanting to lead him to the bed.

"Master..." Murong Mo picked him up and gently put him on the bed.

His soft lips touched the two rose-like lips, and he looked at the shockingly beautiful face. At the moment, his clothes were messy, his white shoulders were exposed, and the black hair like a waterfall spread all over the bed.

Yan Xiuyu's red lips were parted, her face as cold and white as jade was covered with blush, she raised her head to bear his intimacy, and he pulled out half of her clothes, revealing a large expanse of fair complexion, faintly visible red beans.

Such a master... how can people not love him?

"No, I can't be a teacher..." With tears at the end of her eyes, Yan Xiuyu was a little scared, and pushed Murong Mo.

He didn't know why he was scared by some words, as if there was something in his stomach that faintly affected his emotions.

"Master, I'll just kiss you a few times, okay?" How could Murong Mo be willing to force Master.

In the dim candlelight, the faintly yellow light reflected the flawless body, completely naked, exposed to the eyes of the person who kept kissing him.

"Mo Mo..."

"Master will only call me that at this time~"

"Momo, don't be so good..." Yan Xiuyu's voice was broken, it was even more uncomfortable than not entering him.

The person on the bed is like a mass of ripe flowers, waiting for someone to pick them, but they are bumped by the wind and waves again and again, and then they are fiddled with, and everything about the stamen is played.

The beautiful fairy looked up, his phoenix eyes filled with endless charm, looking at him pitifully, begging and gasping for mercy from time to time, imploringly begging for forgiveness.

Murong Mo's eyes were dark and deep, but he still suppressed the man, looked at his body inch by inch, and then kissed every inch of his skin.

Yan Xiuyu's face turned red, his body has been kissed countless times by the other party, but never under such blatant circumstances.

The candlelight was still shining, and the sense of shame was so strong, Murong Mo's gaze was like a male patrolling his own territory, which made him tremble, and also gave rise to a strange sense of excitement.

Yan Xiuyu thought: He is really hopeless, and his heartbeat became so fast, as if it was about to jump out of his heart.

Murong Mo saw Yan Xiuyu's reaction, Master's trembling body was like a ball of white jade, but it was stained with a layer of pink, and he imprinted hickey marks on that neck.

"Master, shall we do something interesting?" A deep and hoarse voice slid by his ears, Yan Xiuyu's eyes were blurred, already fascinated by the scorching breath.

Interesting thing....what is it?

Yan Xiuyu's mind was so dazed that he didn't even have time to think. The apprentice's hands that kept making trouble on him made his rationality tend to collapse. He could only nod indiscriminately before putting down his things with those hands.

"Master, take a look, now that you look like this, why are you so enchanting?"

Yan Xiuyu looked at the water mirror that appeared in front of her. His phoenix eyes were filled with tears, and was pressed under Murong Mo's body. His beautiful face was full of various styles.

The fairy who turned all living beings upside down was suppressed like this... How can this not make people feel itchy...

"let me go."

Yan Xiuyu struggled wildly due to lust, but slightly pursed her lips, puffed up her face, and said angrily with a trill: "You can't describe it as a teacher like this."

I always feel that it's strange to describe a man like this, but he is a cold and supreme immortal.

Murong Mo chuckled, lifted Shizun's white chin, rubbed his lower lip with his fingers ambiguously, and started to untie his belt with his right hand, "Doesn't Shizun like this?"

Yan Xiuyu twitched her lips, "You scoundrel always commits crimes, you don't respect me as a teacher."

He turned around, pressed Murong Mo's shoulder, and pulled up a white coat next to him to cover his body.

"Master doesn't like this..." He slowly sat up from the bed, intending to reason with this apprentice.

Murong Mo looked at the soul-hunting lamp on his body, thinking that Master is really cute, and he is usually not seen like this.

Even though Yan Xiuyu's upper body was covered with clothes, it was like a puddle of spring water, with a little bit of wet hair sticking to his snow-white cheeks, making him look like a fairy, and his red lips still tempted people to kiss.

Murong Mo's eyes darkened even more, but unfortunately, considering the master's body, he still didn't make it to the last step, but this also made Yan Xiuyu very tired.

Trembling with the frequency of Murong Mo's kisses, a sweet and charming moan came out of his throat, but the apprentice lightly bit his Adam's apple again.

His own throat rolled in a circle.

"Master, you are so fragile, what should I do with you?" Murong Mo pressed Yan Xiuyu's hand with his wet palm.

Interlocking his fingers, his forehead was also covered with a thin layer of sweat, especially on the bronze-colored muscles. Seeing the slack eyes of the master, he couldn't help rubbing his neck with viciousness.

"Momo...don't be like this." Yan Xiuyu's neck was itchy, and he couldn't say anything else except this sentence.

That person was like a hill, he didn't give him a chance to escape at all, his skin color was different from his own, he looked like a wild wolf that had always been majestic, staring at his lamb.

With a broad shoulders and narrow waist, Yan Xiuyu can clearly see the smooth muscle lines on his body, which are well-proportioned and powerful, not at all as thin as he looks when he is dressed.

Yan Xiuyu began to think in a daze, why does the figure of the apprentice look better than that of his master?

Could it be because he doesn't like exercising and Murong Mo practices swordsmanship every day?

When Murong Mo saw that Yan Xiuyu was distracted under his nose, he couldn't help aggravating the poison pod of the teacher, and said slightly unhappy: "What is the master thinking? You don't even look at the apprentice?"

This is another time, under such circumstances, the master is still distracted, and he said that he has nothing to hide from himself, so he is a little liar.

Yan Xiuyu was bitten on the neck, and couldn't help pulling back his mind. He felt a headache when he looked at the wolf cub in front of him, and he kissed and rubbed that sensitive place like that, no one could stand it, and fortunately, this was his Taoist companion.

Suddenly, he felt as if someone had lightly kicked his stomach, and immediately looked at Murong Mo.