[Chapter 251 Chapter 251 Interstellar Thousands of People Dislike the Arrogant Young Lady (47)]
After Long Ze and Pei Changqing left the manor, he raised his hand, and several ice arrows pierced through the bandages on the temples of the people behind him, landed in his palms, and turned into light spots and disappeared.
His control over his supernatural powers is at the top level in the interstellar space, and his speed is beyond the reach of others.
Pei Changqing knew that he couldn't avoid it, and had no intention of avoiding it, so he let the straps break and fall to the ground.
He tidied up his slightly messy hair, casually put it behind his head, and tied it up with the Buddhist beads bracelet on his wrist.
"Hey, Aze, why are you so angry today?" A gleam of light flashed across his green eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he was as lazy and casual as usual.
Long Ze turned around, and his eyes swept over him with a chilly wind: "Don't provoke her, I warned you."
Pei Changqing looked at his serious expression and raised a playful arc on his lips: "Aze is protecting her like this, is it really just because she is the daughter of a family friend of the Long family?"
This wasn't the first warning he had received.
"Yes." Under his playful gaze, Long Ze lowered the brim of his hat even lower, "This is the Long family's promise."
The head of the Yan family once protected his father on the battlefield, so he promised his father that he would take better care of the younger generations of the Yan family.
He has a straight-forward character, values his promises the most, and always does what he promises.
But he could not have imagined that one day in the future, this kind of care requested by the elders would slowly deteriorate.
"Don't worry, Aze. I won't do anything to hurt Xiao Qingqing." Pei Changqing covered his mouth and chuckled a few times. "After all, I really want to marry her into the Pei family."
Long Ze's straight back stiffened. He stopped and turned around, staring at him like he was questioning a criminal: "Are you serious?"
"Aze, do you think I'm a liar?" Pei Changqing asked with a shrug. He always looked frivolous, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Long Ze snorted coldly: "It's up to you."
Leave quickly.
The man who stayed where he was turned around and looked in the direction of the manor. He smiled like a fox and said, "If you want to marry Xiao Qingqing, then of course it's true."
More real than real gold.
Now that we are a family, wouldn't the 50% that Xiao Qingqing took from him just return to him?
There was a shrewd look on his face, and his plans were jingling smoothly.
Manor, inside the apartment.
Until the night grew thick, the spiritual power that diffused in the manor like mist had not been withdrawn.
There was a gleam in Yan Qing's dark pupils. She opened the curtains of the living room and shook the glass of red wine towards the moonlight outside the window.
He drank it all in one gulp, and the thick red liquid slid down the corners of his mouth, passed through his fair neck and merged into his clothes.
Her face was flushed, and she leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling a little tipsy. She lazily raised her eyelids and glanced outside.
The moon has fallen asleep tonight, leaving only a few stars and the hazy evening breeze.
She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, gradually becoming drunk. In a daze, the wine glass slipped from her fingers and hit the carpet with a dull sound.
She supported her left hand on the glass window, stroked her red lips with her right index finger, and her eyes slid down to her chest hazily. She tugged at her clothes that were wet with wine in disgust.
She casually took off her thin shirt and threw it aside, then pulled the straps of her suspender skirt down to her arms and pulled them off without any hesitation.
The lights in the room were dimmed, and the image on the ceiling was the same as outside the yard. The intelligent simulated sky was scattered with sparse stars.
The pure white dress slid down her graceful body, leaving only a small black lace dress.
In the hazy starlight, she was like an elf waking up from deep in an ancient castle, her skin as white as cream and as white as frost and snow, her slender waist as graceful as a willow.
There seemed to be invisible fluctuations in the air. A gust of wind blew through the manor, startling the carefully tended sea of flowers.
Yan Qing's beautiful eyes were filled with mist. She lazily lifted her long hair that was covering her chest to her shoulders. She stretched lazily, showing off her exquisite curves.
Turning around, with a triumphant smile on her lips, she put her hands behind her back to unbutton her bra.
The mental power that was stalking inside the manor suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a trail of red.
She calmly withdrew her hand, looked outside the house through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and smiled with her fox eyes curved.
"That's it, Brother Long." She clicked her tongue.
I wonder how long that stuffy guy can last.
She gathered her long hair in front of her chest and brushed it, then slowly walked into the bathroom.
She stepped into the luxurious bathtub that was automatically filled with water, and the steaming water vapor made her cheeks blush.
The sound of a heavy object falling into the water was heard at this moment, and the splashing water droplets fell on her delicate face.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the crystal clear tears hanging from her long eyelashes looked like tears that were about to burst into tears, making her pretty face even more charming.
It makes people's desire surge, and they just want to pin her down and bully her until she is in tears.
But Tang Li only dared to think about it.
It was just a sudden kiss at the time, but he clearly felt that Xiao Aqing's attitude towards him was much colder.
If he did anything to make her unhappy again, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to even touch her half a finger in the future.
Only after Long Ze withdrew his mental surveillance did he dare to use his spatial ability to appear in front of Yan Qing.
What catches your eyes is a vivid and colorful picture.
He crawled on Yan Qing, his lips within reach of the area on her neck that looked like a small birthmark.
Even without the temptation of pheromones, she could always arouse the most unbearable desire in his heart at the first moment.
"Miss." His breathing was disordered, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of basil leaves.
Yan Qing frowned: "I don't like this."
The man who did not receive a rejection message smiled, hugged her and spun around, using himself as a cushion.
As docile as a well-behaved koala.
Yan Qing turned sideways, lifted the collar of his shirt, and saw a penetrating wound not far from his heart.
The bloodstains on it solidified into ice cracks, and it was obvious who had done it.
If Tang Li was not a user of the same ability level as Long Ze, this wound alone would be enough to take his life.
"You're seriously injured." Her fingertips circled the man's wound and landed on his shoulder.
Tang Li looked at her face carefully, but couldn't see any worry in her expression, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed.
He grabbed Yan Qing's hand and put it to his lips and kissed it, forcing a smile: "It's just a minor injury, there's no need to worry, Miss."
Learn how to PUA your man and you will quickly get your mood in order.
Yan Qing raised his chin in satisfaction: "Tell me, what reward do you want?"
Just like a proud queen preparing to confer honors on a general returning from a victorious battle.
Tang Li's slightly curled purple hair fell down smoothly after getting wet. His pale handsome face looked a little listless and weak as he was injured.
His downcast world-weary eyes took in the splendor of the two full moons, his Adam's apple rolled, and the dark purple in his pupils became deeper.
"I want the young lady's reward."
It was almost impossible to suppress the excitement of my body's instinct.
Yan Qing sat up straight, poked the wound on his chest, raised his eyebrows and questioned: "Are you sure?"
The man's pale face showed great confidence: "Even if blood flows like a river, I can still serve the young lady well."
He raised his waist.
Both lustful and ruffian.
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