Half Martial Immortal, Half Margin Monarch

Chapter 411 This posture is not ordinary uncomfortable
He has an aura of his own that makes people automatically hold their breath in front of him, not daring to breathe, and of course not daring to lie.

In fact, Lao Zhong doesn't trust people easily, but somehow he believes in this Mr. Han,

Immediately, he respectfully told some things that Ning Xuemo encountered recently, of course, only limited to what he knew.

Han Shanyue listened to him without saying a word, some of these things he knew, some he didn't know...

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Ning Xuemo was tortured by the lobbyists sent by the old emperor last night. Not long after returning to the mansion, she went back to her room and had a good sleep.

This big sleep was extremely sweet, and I slept from ten o'clock in the morning until the evening.

When she woke up, she opened her eyes, and found that the light of the setting sun outside the window had shot in through the window screen, and it happened to shine on a person in front of the window.

With his back to her, the man was painting on a desk under the window.The sun cast a faint golden light on his body, making him look elegant and beautiful.

But the moment Ning Xuemo saw him, all the good things that had just fallen asleep were gone!
Sitting up suddenly: "Why are you here?!"

Ning Xuemo has always been very particular about where she sleeps, and pays great attention to privacy.

No one is allowed in her bedroom.She even set up a formation outside the bedroom.

If you want to enter her bedroom, you have to go through that formation first...

And if someone enters the formation, she, the person who set up the formation, has no reason not to know!

That person was naturally Han Shanyue. He didn't answer Ning Xuemo's words, but raised the painting in his hand: "How did you meet him?"

After Ning Xuemo saw the painting clearly, her heart skipped a beat!
The painting depicts a man in red, with picturesque facial features, elegant and poetic demeanor, and the red dress is as eye-catching as the morning glow.

It was Xue Yilan!That red-clothed evildoer was perfectly drawn by this Han Shanyue with a wonderful pen!It's as if you can walk out of the painting immediately.

"Have you seen him?" Ning Xuemo blurted out.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be impossible to draw it like this.

A dark light flashed in Han Shanyue's eyes, and he asked again: "How did you meet him?" His voice seemed to drop twice.

Ning Xuemo ignored him, stretched on the bed, and lazily said: "You don't care how I met..." She lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

With a wave of Han Shanyue's sleeve, a faint white light flashed, Ning Xuemo froze all over, damn it, she couldn't move anymore!

What she was doing was exactly the movement of getting out of bed, and halfway through it, he used the freeze technique to freeze her body. She leaned forward with one leg underneath. This posture was unusually uncomfortable.

Ning Xuemo raised her eyes angrily, and saw Han Shanyue slowly walking towards her step by step.

The inexplicably powerful aura on his body made Ning Xuemo's heart beat wildly, she glared at him: "You... what are you doing?"

He approached step by step, and finally stopped in front of her bed, less than half a meter away from her, a very dangerous distance.

Looking down at her from a high position, he slowly spit out three words: "What do you think?"

His posture was too dangerous, and the faint fragrance lingered around her, as if he would throw her down at any moment—
Ning Xuemo couldn't move, otherwise she would have shrunk to the corner of the bed!

He slowly bent down, and slowly stretched out his hand to her——
Ning Xuemo was shocked, he wouldn't want her right now, would he? !

"Han Shanyue, don't mess around! We're not married yet, you can't—" Her yelling was cut off by a finger he stretched out.

(End of this chapter)