( ARC 5 - 9) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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Nanyang was restrained and unable to move.  Seeing Ji Sishen 's appearance his that he knew he would come, his eyes his sank slightly.

But he did n't struggle either.

"How do you know it was me?"

Although Ji Sishen exerted force, the force was very clever, making Nanyang completely unable to move, but it did not make Nanyang feel uncomfortable at all.

Ji Sishen's deep eyes his had a smile on his face his, even in the moonlight night, it was difficult to conceal the elegance of the person on his body his.

Suddenly, Nanyang felt that the previous evaluations of this person were false?

How can a man who is inferior to even the bright moonlight be such a vile person in the mouths of others?

"I'm your future husband, of course I know."

Nanyang: "..."

He suddenly wanted to take back the thought just now.

Where is such a frivolous person...

Thin lips pursed lightly, and Nan Yang had to admit that it was the first time he had landed on a person.

There are some who have lost their fighting spirit.

"Since the lord knows, then you can kill me."

At this moment, Ji Sishen unexpectedly let go of Nanyang and sat on the bed next to him.

"Why should I kill you?"

Nanyang was at a loss for such a capricious person.

"Because I'm going to kill you!"

There was also some ruthlessness in his speech.

Ji Sishen just snorted calmly, then lay down and even closed his eyes.

"Then kill it."

Nanyang: "..."

Nanyang saw that Ji Sishen was really waiting, his eyes his were slightly heavy, he quickly re-held the machete, knelt beside Ji Sishen, looked at Ji Sishen 's white neck his, and hesitated for a while.  In the blink of an eye, he put the machete on Ji Sishen's neck.

As long as he exerted force, the man was completely dead.

But he actually... can't let go.

Nanyang was hesitant, but Ji Sishen suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his curved mouth he carried a graceful smile.

"Little Hua Kui, I gave you a chance, but you won't do it yourself."

"So, now it's my turn."

Before Nan Yang could react, Ji Sishen snatched the machete in his hand and threw it under the bed.

Before he could turn his head, Nan Yang was dragged by Ji Sishen and changed his position his, and fell down on the bed.

Ji Sishen didn't give Nanyang a chance to react at all, and just sat down on his knees, his soft lips blocked Nanyang's lips in an instant.

Nan Yang's eyes widened, and the reaction was a push and refusal.

But Ji Sishen completely restrained Nan Yang's hands, leaving him with no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth.

The nose his is full of Ji Sishen's deep and clear aroma.

"On my bed, can I still let you run away?"

This was brought to bed by his man himself.  The good night was so short, how could it be wasted.

Ji Sishen chuckled softly, and with a wave of his hand, the blue-colored bed tent fell, as if isolating everything from the outside world.

If Nanyang doesn't know what Ji Sishen is going to do, then he is not Nanyang.

The bed tent was fluttered by the breeze outside the window, like the dress of a girl waiting for her beloved her.

Just like Nanyang's heart his at the moment.

The faint moonlight soaked in the veil of the bed curtain and spread it on the two of them, which seemed to be quiet and beautiful.

"My lord, do you really have feelings for a cheap slave?"

Ji Sishen let go of Nanyang 's hand, and his fingertips his fell on Nanyang 's beautiful brow again.

The stars in his eyes are surging like the sea.

No more frivolous teasing.

Leaning over, he kissed the corner of Nan Yang's mouth.

"It's not a cheap slave, it's my Nanyang."

"I'm alone in Nanyang."