The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 79 I want to break off the marriage

Su Moliang was so shocked that she looked up and saw Nan Qingjue sitting on the chair on the right side of the room, with two bearers standing behind him.

At this time, he was swaying the teacup gracefully, his drooping eyelids showing slender eyelashes, and he could form a seductive arc with a slight blink.

The fair and delicate face, although it is too beautiful to eat the fireworks, but the hostile aura that exudes from the whole body makes Su Moliang shiver.

"Why are you in my room!" Su Moliang asked loudly after being shocked.

Nan Qingjue heard the words, and then slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly condensed, sharp as a sharp edge: "Even Nan Jinghuan can enter your yard, why can't I enter your room?"

I don't know why, but Nan Qingjue was a little cold at the moment, and he spoke with a cold air.

"He forced his way in, and I didn't invite him here. And you came to my boudoir without my permission. You are even more hateful than him!" Su Moliang narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a bit Thin angry.

When Nan Qingjue heard this, his pupils shrank, showing a gloomy look, and his voice was even more low and depressed: "So, in your mind, I'm not as good as Nan Jinghuan?"

Xu Moliang didn't notice the sudden drop in temperature around him because of the wine's strength, and said loudly without fear, "Isn't your behavior more shameless than him!"

Hearing this, Nan Qingjue held back his anger for a long time, and finally the volcano erupted, straight to the forehead, raised his hand suddenly, and grabbed Su Moliang from the air, like a chicken, and fished her in. in his own arms.

Su Moliang didn't expect Nan Qingjue to suddenly attack, and before he could resist, he was hugged so tightly that he couldn't move.

"Nan Qingjue, what are you doing, let me go!" Su Moliang roared scoldingly, exhausting all his strength, twisting and pushing in Nan Qingjue's arms.

"Don't move, I can't guarantee what will happen if you move again!" Nan Qingjue gritted his teeth and scolded in a low voice.

Su Moliang was just an earth spiritist, so naturally he was not Nan Qingjue's opponent, and he was captured within two or three strokes.

Seeing that she had no room to struggle, Su Moliang screamed in panic, "Someone, help, help—"

Knowing that he was not his opponent, Su Moliang had no choice but to ask someone for help.

Nan Qingjue has been hiding so deeply, and he definitely dare not reveal his true colors in front of everyone, so he will not do anything to her only if she makes things bigger.

With her voice, Mammy An and Lu Man from outside suddenly rushed in.

"Miss, what's wrong, ma'am!"

As soon as Lu Man and Mama An broke in, they were instantly speechless by the scene in front of them.

"Nine-nine-nine-" Green Man stammered directly.

Nan Qingjue looked at an outsider who came in to disturb him, with a dark face, he shouted at the two bearers behind him: "Get them out, don't disturb anyone."

The two bearers immediately stepped forward, grabbed Mama An and Lu Man respectively, covered their mouths, and forcibly dragged them out of the side hall.

Seeing this, Su Moliang felt sad in her heart, and now there is no one to give the news, wouldn't she be tortured to death by Nan Qing?

"Nan Qingjue, you only need to touch a single hair of me, I will not stand against you, you despicable villain, you slut, don't fall into my hands in the future, or I will break you—"

Su Moliang roared vigorously, her cheeks were as red as apricots, and her eyes were sparkling like an angry lioness.

Nan Qingjue looked at the small cherry mouth, which was obviously not lethal, but kept flipping in front of him, which immediately upset him.

He frowned, he couldn't bear it anymore, he simply blocked her mouth, and instantly swallowed her unfinished words.

Su Moliang was so frightened by his shocking action that his whole body became stiff, and his face turned pale with astonishment.

Nan Qingjue actually kissed her!

"Uh-uh-" Su Mo's eyes widened, staring at Nan Qingjue in horror, unable to speak, only struggling to grunt.

She shoved him weakly, the tip of her nose was full of the domineering breath of a man, and the whole person seemed to be drowning in the smell of Nan Qingjue.

This man has always been cold, why is the kiss so passionate, like a net covering the sky and covering the earth, so that she can't earn or escape, only spreads in his arms, unable to passively endure the tide-like lingering.

I don't know how long it took, Su Moliang was so exhausted that he forgot to struggle. At this time, Nan Qingjue slowly released his lips, lowered his eyes and looked at Su Moliang, whose lips were red and swollen, and his cheeks were flushed. , The corners of the beautiful lips rose slightly, and the icy blue eyes flashed with stars, like the shimmering lake in autumn, making people feel dazzling.

He didn't expect that this woman's taste was so good, but it made him a little uncontrollable. If he wanted to come, it wouldn't be a bad thing to marry her.

Thinking about it, Nan Qingjue stretched out her tongue and licked the lips that still had the cool smell of Su Mo, and her depressed mood became surprisingly good.

At this time, Su Moliang finally breathed the air, took a deep breath, and finally regained some strength, her body was still soft in Nan Qingjue's arms, but her fingers had already pinched his neck.

"Nan Qingjue, you are courting death!"

Su Moliang roared out of breath, every word was in a true tone, obviously squeezed from the gap between his teeth.

But now Su Moliang has no strength at all. Her pinch was like a cat tickling, without any lethality, but it made Nan Qingjue smile even deeper, and she thought of teasing.

"Kill me, but you will be a widow."

"Break off the marriage! I want to break off the marriage!" Su Moliang was bullied so badly, and now there is only one thought.

break off an engagement!
She has been crushed to death by him now. If she were to marry into the palace, wouldn't she have to be eaten and wiped clean by him!
This man is insidious and cunning, and his strength is higher than himself. If she married into the Nine Kings Mansion, she would be like a moth to a fire.

Hearing this, Nan Qingjue's face that was still joking suddenly froze, and his blue pupils suddenly jumped coldly: "Who do you want to marry after breaking off the engagement? Nan Jinghuan, or Mo Haoge?"

(End of this chapter)