Yokohama Heart Fraudster

39

    "It's very sweet, thank you for your hospitality."

    "..."

    Now, Zhongyuan Zhongyao's face became even more exciting, as if he wanted to beat He Quanlian but didn't want to see him.

    He Quanlian just wanted to continue to say something, but suddenly there were clear footsteps not far away, presumably the patrolling guards passed by by accident.

    He Quanlian is only covered with invisible cloth, not completely absent. If you observe carefully, you can still find clues. Therefore, he quickly gave up the idea of ​​speaking, put his hand on Zhongyuan Zhongya's lips, held his breath, and kept quiet. Waiting for the patrolman to leave.

    Perhaps the blow was too severe, and Zhongyuan Zhong also really did not resist, so he obediently allowed him to cover his mouth.

    Looking at such a lovely Chuya, He Quanlian couldn't help but tick the corners of his mouth, slowly closing the distance with the other's lips as if teasing.

    Like a fried orange cat, Zhongyuan Zhong also panicked visibly to the naked eye, struggling with his hands constantly, and unexpectedly mobilized his strength to push He Quanlian's back.

    With this push, Zhongyuan Zhong also realized in a trance that the gloves seemed to be wet, as if water had seeped in, but He Quanlian tensed up and stopped suddenly.

    Suddenly, the sound of footsteps in his ears became heavier and heavier, almost clearly echoing in the silent night sky. With the strong impact of his heartbeat, Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously did not dare to make any move.

    After all, if his subordinates find out that he is in a small corner with the enemy... Then he will lose his face as a cadre!

    He thought that Moon Shadow Mask, who likes to make troubles, would not let this embarrassing situation go away, so he secretly teased him.

    However, when he raised his head, he met the strands of hair that seemed to be soaked in sweat. Drops of sweat continued to overflow from his full forehead, sliding down his cheeks.

    ... Even if it's hot, the amount of sweat doesn't seem to be normal.

    Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned secretly, and his eyes fell on the face of Yueying Mask, thinking about what happened to the other party.

    And in the next second, the pair of silver eyes slightly bent towards him, and the corners of his lips evoked an elegant arc, and Zhongyuan Zhong's heart jumped when he saw it.

    The cloth wrapped around the body was suddenly lifted, exposing the two figures to the air, and the beautiful faint light spot disappeared at this moment.

    Zhongyuan Zhong also seems to feel that he has come to two worlds, one is the sweet and dreamy scene woven by the man named Moon Shadow Mask, and the other is the cruelty and indifference called reality.

    But now, when he was shoved back by a hand and fell into the side of a group of Mafia subordinates, this cold reality pushed his heart away even more.

    The Moon Shadow Mask stood facing the moonlight, and the slightly narrowed eyes revealed a bit of warmth.

    His cloak fluttered with the wind, and his slender figure was pulled extremely tall by Yuesha.