Chapter 907: Zongmen Selection Competition: Assembly (9)

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Mu Yan left the crowd and found a remote corner to hide.
Wei Zi also followed suit, and his face was full of indignation. "Miss, the people of Mingyuezong are too much, and they have smashed your reputation in public."
Mu Yan shrugged, but it doesn't matter.
She has a good reputation, and her son is five years old!
What's more, she and the emperor...
Thinking of the intimate moments on the mainland, Mu Yan’s face was a bit red and somewhat awkward.
I don't know how long it will take to see this man.
"Miss, I will build a tent for you and prepare dinner!"
The selection of the Zongmen on the Windless Square will start tomorrow, so they will spend a night here tonight.
Mu Yan blinked, "No, it will be one night..."
It is a pity that Wei Zixiao’s girl did not care what she said, and she was busy and busy.
Mu Yan smiled helplessly, lying on the lawn at random, and fishing in the space, fishing out a book.
But what she wants to see is not the book, but the painting in the book.
The man in the painting looks beautiful and unparalleled, his face is cold, but his eyes are affectionate.
The clothes are half-open and look lazily on the couch, and the strong charm and sexyness that exudes in the whole body.
I can't wait to pounce on the only clothes left on him.
In fact, after the two were together.
When Mu Yan was in a hurry, he let the emperor re-pose and paint.
It’s a pity that every time I don’t wait for the painting, she will be thrown down by a certain animal who wants to burn.
So much so far, there is only one such portrait of Mu Yan’s hand.
"Girl, long night, you are alone, you don't need this son to accompany you!"
Looking into the gods, a voice came suddenly.
Mu Yan suddenly returned to God, very uncomfortable to put away the painting, look at the people.
No matter who it is, disturbing her to appreciate her own "man" is sinful!
Qian Hongyu looked far away, and I felt that the face of this girl was really one of the best, and the city was unparalleled.
Looking at it from a close distance, the ice muscle jade bone, the fangs star, is like the most beautiful and most attractive picture, spread out in front of you.
Qian Hongjun has never seen such a beautiful person in his life. It is difficult for him to go on the first few steps.
Mu Yan looked at him coldly. "You haven't taught you, is it rude to irritate others?"
Qian Hongjun was greeted by her mother, but she did not feel annoyed at all. Instead, she looked at her face with frosty face and became more and more itchy.
He coughed a little, and he shook his fan in a dashing manner. "Before the elders from the fire, the pro-disciples, Qian Hongyu."
After saying this, Qian Hongyu waited for Mu Yan to show the expression of surprise and admiration, and excitedly posted it.
Who knows that Mu Yan just looks at him like an idiot. "What are you, what are you doing with me?"
She waved her hand like a fly. "Where come back, don't bother me to rest."
Qian Hongjun looked strange and his eyes flashed with anger.
However, he soon smiled closer to a few steps. "Girl wants to rest? How lonely is one person, how can I accompany you?"
When I talked, I reached out and wanted to envy the waist.
Mu Yan took care of her feet without mercy.
Qian Hong’s body was a spirit, and he quickly escaped.
Then I looked at my lower body and felt my hair.
Just a moment of Mu Yan, almost cut off his descendants.