The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 71 The Canary of the Gold Master [33]

God knows what's going on with this dog.

On the wedding night... Want to have fun?
This was the only reason Shen Huoshui could think of.

Fortunately, Yun Mo didn't keep her waiting for too long.

When he came in, he held a medium-sized exquisite box in his hand, and walked towards her step by step calmly.

"What are you trying to do?" Shen Fushui frowned slightly, propped his face, and looked at him lazily.

The man paused slightly, and his long crow-colored eyelashes lifted slightly, revealing eyes as dark as lacquer beads.

Shen Fushui was taken aback.

His eyes no longer concealed the strong and shocking desire to invade, the darkness inside was filled with fire, as if a ferocious beast was dormant, ready to pounce and devour her at any time.

The thin crimson lips are more colorful than usual, and there is an inexplicable slight icy smile, "...do you know, how long have I planned for this day?"

It seemed that a fire was suddenly lit beside her, and gradually, the fire burned to herself.

Shen Fushui frowned slightly, only to feel that his body was hot and dry, and his face slowly turned red.

Seeing that the timing was almost right, Yun Mo straightly picked her up by the waist, hooked her white and slender legs with one hand, and walked towards the soft big bed step by step without allowing her to struggle...

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sleepless nights.

... When everything is over, it is already dawn.

The man dressed slowly, and washed the beauty carefully.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows feebly, his pale lips parted, as if he wanted to say something, but because of his hoarse voice, he couldn't say anything.

She wanted to scold the dog for not being a human being.

But thinking of the future in a blink of an eye, she silently held back her words.

The thin bright silver chain was still wrapped around her wrist, but it was not as smooth as jade, tender and seductive.

Yun Mo's pupils were dark, he put down the wet towel, and looked at the marks on her body, his long eyelashes drooping slightly.

The thin crimson lips are slightly raised.

"...I'm hungry." Finally, Shen Fushui said in a low voice, "I want crispy duck."

"Yeah." The man paused slightly, got up and went out.

Only then did Shen Lang move his body and took a breath.

...the beast!
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Shen Lang originally thought it was just the fun of the wedding night, but she was directly imprisoned in this airtight place, and the only person she could see every day was Yun Mo.

Gradually, she also became annoyed, she avoided the man's thin lips, and said with a sneer, "Mr. Yun is planning to lock me here forever?"

The man's cold eyebrows floated without any waves.

"I thought you should have seen that."

Shen Lang couldn't help but swear, "That's because I didn't expect you to be so perverted!"

Seeing that Yun Mo's eyes darkened, her thin lips were drawn into a line.

"...It's not worth it if you hurt your body with anger."

Shen Fushui sneered slightly, "Indeed, it's not worth it for you!"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the bowl in his hand and ate it by himself.

Yun Mo's eyes darkened, staring at her closely.

"You blame me?"

"How dare you." Shen Lang didn't bother to talk to him, his mind began to run rapidly, thinking about how to escape from this ghost place.

Yun Mo suddenly held her hand holding the spoon, his voice was low and cold: "Are you thinking of running away?"

Shen Fushui's eyes flickered, lightly fell on him, and smiled, "Mr. Yun thinks I'm like this, can you escape?"

Yun Mo couldn't take his eyes off, and slightly parted his thin lips, "You can even make a space-time machine, I dare not underestimate you."

Shen Lang frowned slightly, suddenly feeling aggrieved.

The dog couldn't help but imprison her. She was not angry yet, but he was the villain who sued first.

…Pooh.

This dog should not be overestimated.

Yun Mo's expression also relaxed a lot, and he said slowly: "I never asked... What do you want to do when you study the space-time machine?"

The beauty glanced at him lightly, "Want to know?"

"It doesn't matter if you say it or not," Yun Mo tightened his grip on her slender waist, his thin crimson lips curled up slightly, "Anyway, you are already mine...you can't escape."

She looked like a baby from top to bottom, so he couldn't put it down.

As long as she stays in his arms obediently and doesn't go anywhere, that's enough.

"Really." Shen Fushui casually brushed his hair, his eyes dim.

Making a space-time machine...of course it is to escape.

Could it be that a person like her is making a space-time machine to save the common people?
However, in this plane, her plan was broken up.

From the beginning to the end, Yun Mo acted very dissatisfied with her research on the space-time machine, as if he had sensed her intentions, especially since he was the hero of the plane. irreparable.

As a last resort, I had no choice but to go down the steps and offered to give up the research.

Secret research is the best, and the so-called General Administration should not be aware of it.

(End of this chapter)