The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 397 How Can He!how come!
"you……"

Qi Muxiao's voice began to tremble, and she turned her head away from Nan Chen's touch, "Ah..."

A cold light flashed across Nan Chen's eyes, and when he noticed Qi Muxiao's resistance, he took a bite of the soft flesh on her earlobe.

Qi Muxiao cried out in pain in shock.

There was a pain in the jaw, and his face was locked tightly. Nan Chen carefully admired Qi Muxiao's terrified expression in the dark night, and the evil smile on his lips gradually enlarged, "Nan Xiao hasn't touched it before, it must be What he pitied, what he pitied, this king wants to destroy."

"..."

Qi Muxiao's body is indeed very weak, and the winter moon's weather is bitterly cold, not to mention that in the middle of the night, her lips are blue and white from the cold.

Consciousness gradually became blurred, and the head was dizzy.

Suddenly, her lips were covered with a warm softness, and her eyes widened instantly.

How can he!how come!
Intense fear burst out from the bottom of Qi Muxiao's heart, and her body trembled even more.

Nan Chen let out a chuckle from between their lips that were tightly pressed together, clasped her waist with one hand, and tightly strangled her jaw with the other, making her nowhere to escape.

He stretched out his house, and gently scratched Qi Muxiao's lips that were unwilling to open.

Helpless, Qi Muxiao still pursed her lips tightly to prevent Nan Chen from succeeding.

His patience was gradually exhausted. With cold eyes, he bit Qi Muxiao's soft lips hard. She opened her mouth slightly in pain. Nan Chen seized the opportunity and drove in with his long tongue.

The attack was fierce, and the big tongue sucked the sweetness in her mouth, frantically stirred, hooked the tip of her tongue and sucked hard.

Qi Muxiao felt that the oxygen in her chest was being emptied, the tip of her tongue was numb, her eyes went dark and she fainted.

Noticing that the woman in his arms softened, Nan Chen was startled, and looked down at Qi Muxiao's face. He was in such a miserable defeat, and there were still wet tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

Nan Chen's glistening lips curled into an evil smile, he hugged Qi Muxiao and headed towards the East Palace.

Nan Xiao happened to come from the other side, Nan Chen whistled frivolously, and Nan Xiao stopped.

Seeing this, Nan Chen walked up to him with Qi Muxiao in his arms, stuffed Qi Muxiao into his arms, and said lightly, "It tastes good."

Originally, he thought that Nan Xiao's cold and mean personality would not take over Qi Muxiao, but Nan Chen was wrong.

He took it, his eyes fell on Qi Muxiao's red and swollen lips, and he moved away lightly.

Nothing was said.

Nan Chen sneered, "Nan Xiao, are you pretending? Aren't you a prince? Aren't you under one person and above ten thousand? Why aren't you angry? Why don't you drive me out?"

Hearing this, Nan Xiao gently raised his eyes to look at Nan Chen, with a gentle and jade-like temperament like a handsome young man.

He said in a warm voice, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

After finishing speaking, he carried Qi Muxiao into the East Palace, leaving Nan Chen standing alone.

Nan Xiao's reaction made Nan Chen feel as if the punch had hit cotton, and he didn't feel it at all, but made himself aggrieved instead.

Looking at Nan Xiaoyuan's back, a fierce light flashed across his eyes, and he chuckled, "Nan Xiao, I want to see how much you can bear."

After Nan Chen left, his figure also disappeared into the deep winter night, without a trace, blending into the night.

……

The next day.

Mo Shisheng was woken up by the sound of the door being pushed. There was a hint of impatience between her brows. After getting up, she looked coldly at the uninvited guest, "Do you want to die?"

(End of this chapter)