Quick time to get rid of Marysu

Chapter 312 Monk, Your Heart Is Disturbed (62)

"Hmph! No next time!"

As soon as these words were said, Jian Ning knew that this matter could be regarded as a turning point.

So, she immediately stretched out three fingers, and said with a serious face: "I swear, there will never be a next time!"

Feng Mingqiao looked at her, and finally couldn't hold it back. He turned around with Qinggong, wrapped his arms around her waist, and started to ask for it.

The movements under his mouth were a little cruel, as if he was punishing her for being cruel, and made him possessed.

"Hmm—lightly—"

Her low breath overflowed from her lips, her eyes were half-closed, and there was a trace of grievance in her eyes.

Feng Mingqiao was the same, looking at her, he felt that the stagnation in his chest had just been released a little bit, but on the contrary, what increased was the most primitive impulse in his body.

So, regardless of her cooing, he acted with a hint of ruthlessness, mixed with a little tenderness, leaving a deep memory in her mind.

After the kiss, Jian Ning lay in Feng Mingqiao's arms, panting heavily, her cheeks were flushed, and there was water in her eyes, making her extremely lovable.

Feng Mingqiao hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to embed someone in his arms, and refused to let go.

The body is hot, and the desire and desire are raised, and it is unbearable.

In his eyes, complex emotions flickered again and again, but in the end he just sighed.

"You are really, from the very beginning, you are here to overcome me..."

Jian Ning unconsciously raised her head, just in time to see the love in Feng Mingqiao's eyes, a thought crossed her mind, and the words in her brain were conveyed from her mouth.

"Feng Mingqiao, let's get married!"

After getting married, there is me in you, and you in me, each other is the only one, and we will never be separated again.

Feng Mingqiao was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect to say such a sentence, the joy in his heart was overflowing, and the eyes that looked at her were filled with joy.

"Is what you said true?"

Jian Ning nodded, and said very seriously: "Well, I won't lie to you."

Feng Mingqiao picked him up and turned around a few times to show his good mood.

But at this moment, the air was cut, and an arrow was shot in this direction.

The two quickly hid there, but saw a note hanging on the arrow.

"There is a hurry in teaching, return quickly!"

What was written on this note clearly came from the Demon Cult.

Jian Ning and Feng Mingqiao looked at each other, and finally decided to embark on the return journey back to the Demon Cult.

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"Is he still refusing to say anything?"

Gongsun Wuji fiddled with the ring in his hand, looked at his subordinates kneeling below, and asked in an unclear tone.

"Returning to the leader, that Leng Baiyi is indeed a tough one. We have all tortured him, but he still refuses to say a word." The subordinate replied respectfully.

Even he had to admire Leng Baiyi, a man who, under such a cruel punishment, could not change his expression or let his teeth loosen.

"Not a word mentioned?"

The actions of Gongsun Wuji's subordinates are just a pause.

The people in the cell were all lynchings he had researched by himself. If he still couldn't recruit him - this person might be able to recruit him.

"I gonna go see."

He got up, and his subordinates followed him to the cell together.

The cell is not so particular, all kinds of daily needs are met here, and naturally it is dirty, messy and smelly.

Gongsun Wuji walked on such a road, his brows were tightly frowned, and cll's disgust was in his eyes.

Because Leng Baiyi was an important figure in the Demon Cult, the people in the Alliance Leader's Mansion did not dare to underestimate him, so they placed him alone in a cell to avoid other contacts.

(End of this chapter)