Chapter 445 - There are other ways, to make your waist sore and legs weak

Chapter 445: There are other ways, to make your waist sore and legs weak
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A moment later, when Di Mo Xuan turned around, an ordinary face entered Ye Qing Luo’s eyes.
So ordinary that…. after one glance, his looks would be forgotten immediately.
His disguise tactics looked genuine.
Even though she had seen Di Mo Xuan put on the disguise personally, but even Ye Qing Luo had no way to tell that, the authenticity of this face.
But….


No matter how ordinary this face of Di Mo Xuan’s was.
His body shape was tall and lengthy, and the majestic grandeur which was emitted from him, could not be hidden.
Especially that pair of overflowing peach blossom eyes, the brilliant lights which were radiating from within.
This exceptional temperament totally could attract countless people, as their gazes shifted onto him.

This….. is it really good?
Ye Qing Luo stared at Di Mo Xuan’s face, as she stretched out her fingers and poked it.
It was totally like his real face, and the touch was exactly the same.

What’s not good about it?
Di Mo Xuan’s brows rose, as he grabbed Ye Qing Luo’s little hand,
In this way, we don’t need to be afraid of anyone recognising me.

Ye Qing Luo laid in his embrace.
The man was still the same man.
His temperature…was still the same temperature.


His scent… was still the same scent.
But…..
This face, Ye Qing Luo had a feeling of a show being played out!

Could it be that…. Lil Luo’er despises me for being ugly?
Di Mo Xuan narrowed his eyes, placing her hand onto his face.
Ye Qing Luo shook her head,
Just slightly not used to it.

Di Mo Xuan locked her lower jaw, as he lowered his head to plant a kiss on her lips,
Then I’ll let you get used to this face, from a close distance. After all… for the next three days of holiday, you have to keep facing this face.

Ye Qing Luo’s rejection was forcefully swallowed by Di Mo Xuan.
She struggled with a wu wu sound, as she berated in her heart, Your mother! Where did this habit come from!
In the end, after Yan Xiao Yi’s another round of urging, they stepped out one after another.
Yan Xiao Yi was just about to open her mouth to tease her, when she discovered that… she didn’t recognise…..the person behind Ye Qing Luo!


A stranger!
But his figure wasn’t bad at all, so was his temperament.
Unfortunately, that face was just too ordinary.
His looks were extremely ordinary, even uglier than Qiao Jin.
What the! Had she discovered some unbelievable matter!
Yan Xiao Yi’s suspicious gaze swirled around the two of them.
Just as Ye Qing Luo threw a puzzled look at her, she headed upwards, and knocking on Ye Qing Luo’s arm, she talked softly,
You really can ah, Qing Luo. Last night, you were still exchanging sweet nothings with the Overlord, and it’s just been one night, and another man come walking out of your room. If Overlord were to know, would he skin you alive?


He dares to?
Ye Qing Luo gave a slight humph, as she tossed a glance at the man beside her.
See, the standard of this disguise, had even fooled Yan Xiao Yi.

Skin her? How would I bear to?
The man’s deep and mellow voice slightly rose by a tone.


His arms stretched out, as he embraced Ye Qing Luo, narrowing his peach blossom eyes with a concentrated warning.
He squinted at Yan Xiao Yi, and the latter sheepishly shirked her neck, as she bounced sideways several steps.
This ordinary looking male… was the Overlord!
She was still thinking; how could it be possible for Ye Qing Luo to betray the Overlord and look for another man.
Even if she were to look for another man, she would have to find an even more handsome looking man than Overlord!
Di Mo Xuan gave a light harrumph, as he leaned closed to Ye Qing Luo’s ear.
His warm breathing sprayed onto her earlobes.
His hoarse voice was deep and heavy.

Try going near to other men? I am not willing to skin you alive, but… I can use other methods, to make your waist sore and legs weak, so much that you have no way to get close to any other men!

Ye Qing Luo’s lips twitched, as her cheeks flushed deep red.


She clenched her teeth tightly, as she raised her blows onto Di Mo Xuan’s face, waving a punch over,
Beast!