Quick time travel cute: psychic male god, please let me go

Chapter 216

At that time, her wound had already healed.

When Nan Yumo pushed the door open and entered, she found that she was resting her chin on her elbows, staring at the several sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in a porcelain vase on the table in a daze.

Long black hair, flowing down smoothly, no bangs, no braids, and it is not like those high-ranking ladies of Mu Yang who perm some round flower rolls.

Her clean and refreshing appearance is paired with a simple black cheongsam. Although it is not a bright color, it looks particularly beautiful against her snow-like skin.

Rolling over the thick eyelashes, and a bit of baby fat face, there was a trace of understanding, "You must be wondering why I don't care about the safety of those brothers and sisters?"

Nan Yumo walked in, sat on the bamboo chair in the corner, didn't answer the conversation, just looked at her deeply.

Feng Liyou glanced at the rouge and gouache on the table, they were all brand new and unopened.

I haven't had it in the first two days, so it should be someone to buy it specially.

At this time, she no longer felt narcissistically that Nan Yumo was interested in her.

When she first arrived, she still expected that Gu Nanjue, who had lost his memory, would treat her a little differently.

After staying for a few days, she realized that she was completely dreaming.

It seems that being a sober person is also a very painful thing.

In the exquisite glass mirror on the table, Feng Liyou shook his head and sighed.

With light white fingers, he pulled out the eyebrow pencil and began to carefully paint his face.

"Did you disclose the news to me on purpose? Want to see my reaction?"

No need for Nan Yumo to answer, Feng Li said leisurely, "Ma Shuai is an upright person, and he is also very kind to the people. The people in Yangcheng like Ma Shuai very much. They are no better than being captured by the Japanese army in Ma Shuai's prison." is it safe?"

In the mirror, a woman with Hepburn-style makeup soon appeared, with only hair, which was vertical black hair.

Feng Liyou turned around and walked towards Nan Yumo, clearly catching the astonishment in his eyes.

Although it dissipated quickly, it did appear.

This gave Feng Liyou a little more confidence.

"The Japanese army originally kidnapped me to threaten Ran Aoyun. Now that I have escaped, they will definitely make things difficult for my brothers. Ma Shuai's move actually saved them, and Ma Shuai does not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Commander, you Say I'm right?"

Standing one meter away from him, Feng Liyou raised her lips just right, like a breathtakingly beautiful poppy flower that she knew was poisonous but couldn't help but want to touch.

According to the script, Ma Shuai is a man with a violent personality but an extremely strong sense of justice.

Like Nan Yumo, he advocated resistance to Japan.

The slaps from several senior brothers hit right on his hands, which relieved Feng Liyou's worries.

Otherwise, she decided to find a way to notify those senior brothers and escape from Yangcheng as soon as possible.

Nan Yu lowered his eyes silently, not looking directly at her face. His voice was very light, and there was no hint of emotion or anger, "Since you appreciate Ma Shuai so much, how about I send you to Ma Shuai?"

"No, there are traitors around Ma Shuai who want to kill me. They are deliberately trying to get rid of me. They must be hiding some conspiracy."

Feng Liyou half bowed her body, although this high-necked cheongsam could not reveal anything, but the perfect breast shape was wrapped in the fabric, revealing its own shape.

Don't you dare to look up without looking at Nan Yumo?
Feng Liyou became more playful and boldly raised Nan Yumo's slightly prickly chin. His voice was like an elf at midnight, full of temptation. "Besides, Marshal, I like you."

Before Nan Yumo could react, she had already sat on his lap.

A weak and boneless hand caressed his cheeks, and the flaming red lips moved to his ears, exhaling like blue, "Marshal, let me be your woman, okay?"

As she spoke, she kissed him on the cheek.

(End of this chapter)