Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

She doesn't believe it?

Mo Xian came up, reached out and wanted to hold her other hand. Mu Shaoyan was quick in his eyes and hands, took her body into his arms and turned aside.

Possessive!

Don't even touch.

"Zhining, are you okay?" Ink string was angry and stretched out his hand to her again.

She twisted her body. The next moment, the arm around her waist suddenly fastened, making her breathing difficult. Zhining couldn't get rid of it. She stared at him angrily, "what are you doing?"

"No trouble."

"Just let go of it!" What do you mean by holding her and holding her?

Besides, there are others here. Why should he do anything to her.

Too much.

Have you ever respected her?

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light at the bottom of his eyes flashed away. Instead of doing anything, he hugged them more tightly.

The low voice squeezed out of the gap between the teeth with a hint of gnashing teeth: "what if I don't?"

"Do you respect people? Do you know how to write the word "respect?" Zhining suddenly burst out, "in your eyes, I'm an object you can want and throw if you want, right?"

His thin lips closed tightly and tried to restrain his emotions. His emotions surged several times. Even if there was a tsunami in his heart, he could only restrain himself at the moment.

"You let go." Zhining calmed down for a few seconds. "It's a mistake to go out with you today."

"Why?" Mu Shaoyan's voice was hoarse. "Do you hate me so much?"

"Yes, I hate it. It's really annoying, selfish and self righteous. You're really annoying! "

Mo Xian strode over, pulled Zhining out of his arms and protected him behind.

"Did you hear that? She said she hated you."

Mu Shaoyan sneered and stared at the slender wrist held by Mo Xian. How do you look at it? How dazzling.

"She hates me. Does she like you?"

"It doesn't matter whether she likes me or not. At least she doesn't hate me."

"Oh." Mu Shaoyan sneered.

Two steps forward, approaching the ink string, they are about the same height, and the atmosphere of swords and crossbows is imminent.

Zhi would rather break away from Mo Xian's hand. Although she felt that Mu Shaoyan didn't respect her, she didn't want to use another man to get rid of him.

"Zhining, don't be afraid." Mo Xian turned back and gave her a comforting look, "with me, he won't force you to do anything you don't want to do."

As soon as the voice fell, his fist mixed with strong wind hit him in the face.

"Speak less!" Huo Jing also looked at the situation. If he didn't persuade them, they would have to fight again.

Holding her hand, she suddenly released, and ink string turned to meet her. They fought close.

Zhining was frightened by the scene in front of her. The two fought with no intention of being soft at all. They punched to the meat and the move was fatal.

"Not yet?" Huo Jing didn't know when he came to her. He looked dignified and said, "if you fight again, you'll die."

"I......" Zhining deeply doubted, "can I persuade you?"

"It's because of you. If you don't advise, who will? Do you think they can hear me now? "

"But they may not be able to hear me..."

"Listen or don't listen. You'll know if you advise first?"

Zhining took a deep breath and shouted at the two people who were fighting fiercely: "don't fight!"

They turned a deaf ear.

"Mu Shaoyan, stop!" She shouted.

Mu Shaoyan was stiff, stopped, and the shadow came.

Got a punch in the face.

Beat his handsome face to one side.