Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 395 You are jealous

The shadows of the trees are whirling, and the sun shines through the gaps, shining a little bit of halo, illuminating the entire forest in a warm atmosphere.

But Feng Nuanyang looked at the man who smiled strangely, her heart seemed to be soaked in ice, and she had kept that posture for a quarter of an hour.

Situ Qingming watched her holding the arrow, unable to move her body, and could only stare at him angrily with her eyes, he felt very relieved.

The cold white hand touched her cheek, and with a little effort, the soft face sank in. He remembered that when he pinched it lightly last time, there was a red mark on this place. The woman's body is really strange , so fragile, seeing her frown in pain, he felt excited all over.

"Pervert, let me go!" Feng Nuanyang was very dissatisfied feeling the cold hand gliding on his cheek, and stared at the man in front of him with a malicious smile on his face.

Situ Qingming raised his eyebrows, perverted?He hooked the corners of his mouth with great interest, and looked at this embarrassed woman: "I said, you will fall into my hands one day!"

That hand was cruising slowly, looking at the delicate and picturesque facial features under it: "You said if I ruined your face, would Ming Qianjue still like you?"

The corner of his mouth was hooked into a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the words he said carried a bone-chilling chill.

Feng Nuanyang was startled, thinking of her flowery face, she should not become an ugly monster, she finally transmigrated into a beauty, and finally met such a pervert.

She stared at him blankly for a long time, the corners of her mouth were tightly pursed, there was no expression of fear on her face, but her eyes were very strange.

Situ Qingming was dissatisfied with her lack of focus, so he gently pinched her cheek, and seeing her recovering from the pain, he asked unhappily, "What are you thinking?"

Feng Nuanyang saw that the surroundings were very quiet, no one passed by here, calling for help would definitely be impossible, she had to save herself, she looked at the uncertain man and raised her eyebrows: "You want to know?"

No one has ever been so relaxed in front of her, not even afraid. Situ Qingming looked closely at her face, trying to find a little tension from her face, but after a while, she still looked calm, but she The look in his eyes became more and more weird.

He nodded, and stretched out his hand to grab her neck. The thin white neck shone with poetic luster in the sun, as beautiful as fine suet jade.

His fingers gradually tightened, watching her face change slightly, a smug expression appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Say!"

"Are you jealous that I'm prettier than you?" Feng Nuanyang's eyes flickered, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Situ Qingming was stunned for a moment. From her eyes, he could see his own shadow. Thinking of the words she said to amuse himself before, he was very unhappy, but he couldn't bear to kill her just like that. He had to be careful Tortured her, made her kneel down and cry to herself to admit her mistake.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, as if a poppy was blooming, but he slowly withdrew his hand: "You really value your face, it seems that I should do it early and destroy it."

A silver needle appeared in his hand, and the green needle tip, under the flickering sunlight, glowed with a cold light.

"Ming Qianjue must have told you that I am good at using poison." Situ Qingming raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and slowly approached the silver needle towards Feng Nuanyang's face: "As long as this needle is lightly pricked on your face, Your pretty little face will turn blue immediately, and then peel off, rot and pus..."

(End of this chapter)