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Chapter 971 Cut it off and give it to you

"Face?" Murong Yan smiled, and glanced contemptuously at the baby-faced Pinellia, how could such a petty aura bear the title of Suzerain's wife, she smiled very seductively, and caressed Dugulie with the back of her hand chest: "Ask him, is he his face? Or do you want my heart?"

These words struck Banxia's head like a huge thunderbolt, she staggered back a step, a teardrop was in her long eyelashes.

She dug a hole by herself and jumped in, giving Murong Yan a complete victory.

Ban Xia clearly saw the shadow of Murong Yan in Dugu Lie's dark eyes, and he didn't look at her at all.

Literal and verbal, secretly turbulent.

Murong Yan found it very interesting, she often lived among men and handled cases, but she never thought that she could also wander around among women.

Ban Xia shook her eyelashes, turned her head away, poured a cup of tea to Xiaojia Biyu and handed it to her: "Miss Murong, let's not talk about these unhappy things on New Year's Eve, let's have a cup of tea to welcome New Year's Eve together. "

Holding the teacup, she showed a cute and innocent smile.

Is she showing how knowledgeable she is?
ridiculous.

Murong Yan looked at the teacup firmly, smiled sweetly, turned her head to look at Dugu Lie, and said, "Sect Master Dugu, Yan'er thinks it's better for you to take this cup of tea, why don't you show Yan'er how to drink it on New Year's Eve?" Let's drink at the bar, Yan'er wants to learn."

After finishing speaking, Murong Yan left the kitchen with swaying steps.

Ban Xia's hand holding the teacup hangs in the air in embarrassment, and her tears fall: "Lie, did I do something wrong?"

"You talk too much." Dugu Lie said calmly, instead of taking the teacup, he chased Murong Yan out.

Ban Xia froze in place, tears could no longer be stopped.

She hated Murong Yan very much.

The dark palace is very wide, and the corridors are not flat ground, but gurgling water. In winter, the gurgling water turns into thick ice, which looks like a smooth mirror at first glance, giving a sense of emptiness.

"Yan'er." Both of them know martial arts, and Murong Yan's jade steps are fast.

"Murong Yan." Angrily shouted, Dugu Lie caught up with her with lightness kung fu, blocking her way, the bright moonlight sprinkled on the white snow, glowing brightly: "Are you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" In the dark night, his chiseled face added a touch of mystery to Dugulie, Murong Yan said pretending to be at ease.

"It's fine if you're not angry." She said she wasn't angry, and Dugulie thought she was really not angry. He took her jade hand with a big palm, Murongyan resisted, and brushed it away. Dugulie circled her waist and turned around for her to lean on on the pillar behind him.

"Cool." Murong Yan's back curved into a deceptive arc.

Dugu Lie pulled up the cloak, and supported the cloak with his big palm on the pillar: "This way it won't be cold, Murong Yan, your hands are so powerful."

"Sect Master Dugu speaks now, Yan'er really can't understand more and more." Murong Yan smiled charmingly.

Dugulie simply expressed it with practical actions, took her jade hand and came to a certain place of his own: "This suzerain is so big, thick, and stony, you know it so clearly, do you miss the past, and miss you every day?" think?"

"Yes." Murong Yan stood on tiptoe, brought her red lips to his, and lowered her voice, her breathing made Dugu Lie tremble all over: "So, Dugu Sect should not consider cutting this thing off and giving it to Yan. Where is the son?"

(End of this chapter)