Chapter 661: Danger
"Ekawa?"
Xia Feng quickly calmed himself down and shook his head calmly, "Cha Nai Xue and the others are probably coming back soon. Let's talk about this later."
Later? Mu Qingtong couldn't help but frown. She could tell that Mr. Xia was looking for an excuse to implicitly reject her request.
This is quite normal.
After all, memory is everyone's greatest privacy. It is only natural that Mr. Xia does not want his memories to be read by others at will.
But the abnormal thing is that Mr. Xia’s attitude is problematic!
When she asked to check her memory further, Mr. Xia's annoying personality would probably have him flatly refuse and mock her, or arrogantly put forward some terms of trade.
But Mr. Xia did not do so. Instead, he very politely found an excuse and rejected her request, which was somewhat invasive of her privacy.
Something is wrong.
Of course, the most important point is that she vaguely sensed a trace of fear and panic from Mr. Xia's fleeting expression, which he had not had time to conceal.
"What are you afraid of?" the silver-haired woman thought.
"No, you can even sense this?! Xia Feng's scalp tingled, and he chuckled in confusion and sarcasm, "What are you afraid of? Miss Mu, what nonsense are you talking about——"
Mu Qingtong looked at Xia Feng with a faint smile, raised her hand, and with the crisp sound of a snap of fingers, ripples spread out a hundred meters away, and the image of the laboratory that was paused in the right front began to change.
"Mr. Xia, let me see what you are afraid of." The silver-haired woman said calmly.
"Don't--" Mu Qingtong relied on his powerful mental strength to forcibly control the sea of memory. Xia Feng had just uttered half a word when his voice was stuck in his throat and his black pupils shrank slightly.
The light and shadow changed, and a new holographic light and shadow appeared next to the laboratory image. It was a capsule ship, and a man and a woman were embracing each other in the darkness.
The woman was wearing a sacred and dazzling star-shaped skirt, with a long, thick, white, scaly tail hanging out from the hem of her skirt, and the tip of her tail was wrapped around the ankles, calves, and thighs of the man beneath her.
The woman was currently pressing down on the man. Her tall, straight nose and majestic, vertical pupils formed a perfect and enchanting outline of her upper face.
Mu Qingtong easily recognized the other person's identity, the Dragon God Di Si, Mr. Xia's ridiculous God Lord.
At this moment, the person who was suppressed by Emperor Si and had his wrists locked above his head was none other than Mr. Xia!
"Mr. Xia, I like you."
Another confession sounded, and the scene in the laboratory began to replay.
At the same time, under Emperor Si's eyebrows where the dark golden cross sword was flashing, her majestic vertical pupils shrank into thin silver needles, and the sharp tips of the needles emitted a cold light.
With a stern face, she suddenly slammed her lips, blocking all the words that Mr. Xia had just opened his thin lips.
“!!!!!!”
The scene of Mr. Xia being forcibly kissed by the evil dragon was like the sound of a nuclear explosion. Mu Qingtong's originally calm expression suddenly froze, his golden pupils dilated, and his brows furrowed.
"Mr. Xia"
"I like you."
She was still murmuring in the laboratory.
Xia Feng, who was sitting on the sofa, felt completely heartbroken. His eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he looked at the silver-haired woman on his lap with an expressionless face.
The silver-haired woman's expression didn't change much, but for some reason, Xia Feng felt that this beautiful and peaceful little face had an inexplicable gloomy and terrifying feeling.
"Miss Mu," he said tentatively.
The silver-haired woman glanced down at him, her golden pupils dull, and then she slowly raised her eyes and continued to stare at the memory image.
She saw with her own eyes that the evil dragon Emperor Si's attack became more and more fierce. Mr. Xia initially raised his hands to break free, but it was futile, so he began to accept and even cater to the evil dragon.
How dirty and incompetent, Mr. Xia.
"My believer, what did the witch say?"
The evil dragon finally gave up playing around, raised his head and spoke majestically and calmly, the vertical pupils in the corners of his eyes outlined by white crystal dragon scales were calm and clear, with no trace of evil desire.
duplicity.
"The witch said she likes me." Xia Feng smiled.
"So, do you like witches?"
"I?"
Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, "Lord Dragon God, if I say I like witches, will you be angry?"
".What do you think?"
"I like witches." Xia Feng raised his chin and said loudly.
"!!!" The evil dragon's majestic vertical pupils paused.
Mu Qingtong, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Although she didn't know why these two shameless guys called her a "witch", now was not the time to think about it.
But
Mr. Xia admitted that he—liked me? Mu Qingtong lowered her eyes and looked down at Xia Feng below her again.
"What are you looking at? Didn't I tell you it's a relationship of the same kind?" Xia Feng sneered on the surface, but his heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly explained.
In fact, Xia Feng himself had forgotten that he had said these words that resembled a confession. Looking back now, he probably said them on purpose to tease Miss Xielong.
I didn't expect that it would almost become the fault that led to his defeat.
Fortunately, these ambiguous words of "I like you" have lost their original power under the influence of "Tongqing".
After the shock, Xia Feng regained his composure and became fearless.
but--
When he saw the memory image replaying, Miss Mu once again watched this memory quietly with a dim look in her eyes.
His heart sank again.
I always feel that the temperature around me is slowly dropping, and the sofa seems to be covered with frost.
"Mr. Xia, I like you."
As he murmured again and again, the unbearable scene of him being forcefully kissed by Miss Evil Dragon kept replaying.
Mu Qingtong watched quietly, indifferent.
This made Xia Feng wonder, so he mustered up his courage and pretended to be calm, "Miss Mu, you don't have any special hobbies, do you?"
"Shut up." The woman said lightly.
"."Xia Feng knew when to provoke and when not to.
It is obviously best not to stroke the tigress's beard now, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.
"I have to say, Mr. Xia, you really made me feel an unprecedented humiliation."
The shame burned her heart, and her rational thinking had already collapsed in the ups and downs of emotions, falling into the dark abyss of her heart. However, the silver-haired witch's cold and beautiful eyes were unusually peaceful at this moment, like a valley at dusk, with empty mountains and no birds.
She had indeed never thought of it this way—humiliating, humiliating, whipping, torturing, and ravaging a person! !
Feeling the increasingly uneasy gaze of the golden eyes above, Xia Feng felt his hair stand on end, and he became extremely alert.
"So, Mr. Xia, can I tear your stinky mouth apart?"
"That's not good." Xia Feng smiled stiffly.
"Can you let your tail out then?"
"Tail?" Xia Feng was stunned.
"I think the evil dragon seems to have always wanted to have sex with you." Mu Qingtong's face was calm and her voice was quiet.
After observing it many times, she saw clearly the movement of the evil dragon's tail. It always moved along Mr. Xia's thigh from time to time, and then was pushed back by Mr. Xia's hand.
Mr. Xia refused to agree.
(End of this chapter)
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