The villain is above: the villain master's handbook

Ye Hanzhou had never seen Mu Lian like this.

Even if she was poisoned by love last time in the cave, Mu Lian was reserved and noble, untouchable.

It's not what it is like now, where everyone can get what they want, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, anyone can touch it at will.

He knew that what he should do now was to rush up, cut off those disgusting vines, and rescue his noble master.

But he hesitated.

He even felt that he was reluctant to leave his master.

Even... still imagining what it would be like if those vines were his hands.

or……

Ye Hanzhou looked at Mu Lian, who had obviously lost his mind.

If something happened, wouldn't he remember everything that happened?

Once this kind of thought appeared, it took root and sprouted in my heart like a seedling, and couldn't get rid of it.

Ye Hanzhou's heart was eager to move, and he couldn't help stepping forward.

Cutting off the winding vines all the way, he walked towards his dearest master.

Arrived……

The tactful humming sounded directly in the mind, with a charming meaning.

It is simply more addictive than the most violent love poison.

Ye Hanzhou looked down at that charming and bewildered face, his throat rolled subconsciously, and his eyes were dark and deep.

Mu Lian seemed to have sensed his fiery gaze. On her upturned face, the ruddy pupils at the corners of her eyes widened slightly, looking at him with a little helplessness and confusion.

"no……"

He exhaled softly and looked away.

Frowning tightly, he struggled twice.

Ye Hanzhou followed his line of sight and landed on his robe.

There was agitation and ups and downs, as if vines were moving quickly.

Look at Mu Lian's distressed face, and the ears getting more and more...

Ye Hanzhou suddenly woke up, and forcibly silenced the voice.

Then he squatted down and pulled out the messy vines in the robe.

Maybe the force was too strong, causing the vine to hurt Mu Lian, and let out a muffled groan.

Ye Hanzhou took a deep breath and cut off the rest of the vines.

"Anything is fine, but this is not okay, it belongs to me."

The vines were frightened by the Miehun sword and stayed around, not daring to approach the two of them.

Ye Hanzhou helped Mu Lian into his arms, and straightened his clothes.

"Master, are you alright?"

The person in his arms didn't respond, and opened a pair of moist eyes, not knowing where his gaze fell.

Ye Hanzhou felt his heart start to itch again.

"Master, can you hear me?"

Still no response.

Ye Hanzhou's heart agitated, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the ruddy thin lips of the man in his arms.

I was stunned for dozens of seconds, but still couldn't hold back.

Like a thief, he carefully lowered his head, and gently printed his lips on it.

The two lips pressed against each other lightly, Ye Hanzhou didn't move, and Mu Lian didn't respond either.

Ye Hanzhou was bold enough to hold that lip, tossing and turning.

Then she gradually became dissatisfied with this, and gently hugged the slender waist of the person in her arms, and lay down on a piece of Nether Flower.

Yingying green light surrounds each other, giving them a more dreamlike feeling.

Ye Hanzhou really felt this way at this time, as if he was in a dream.

And this dream, overlapped with the countless dreams of the past, making it difficult to tell whether this is reality or a dream.

The person in front of you is a dream at that time, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

He is not Liu Xiahui, he does not have a loved one in his arms, and he has the strength to remain indifferent.

He could only do his best to restrain his lust and not let himself hurt the person in his arms.