Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 130 I Have Been Waiting For You For A Long Time
"Don't go."

Yin Mang heard footsteps and quickly lifted the quilt.

Holding Ying Muzhi's broad palms pitifully with both hands, shaking them coquettishly, a girl's coquettishness and innocence were revealed in her gentle voice: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"I'm panicking from waiting, you haven't come yet."

Ying Muzhi turned his eyes to Yuanshan, raised his brows high, and looked down at her from a high position, his eyes were as sharp as knives.

With his free left hand, he grabbed the phone on the bed.

On the screen, the interface of the game is still lit.

"Is that why you waited for me in such a panic?"

Playing games until you forget to eat?
As soon as Ying Mu's words came out of his mouth, he regretted it.

It's none of his business if this woman loves to wait!

But the girl listened to her words, and immediately climbed up the pole, half wrapping her arms around the man's thin waist.

Looking at him with a smile: "Next time, I will sit here obediently and wait for you, okay?"

Ying Muzhi's expressionless face.

not good at all!

Young Master Ying had a cold and handsome face, and gave Yin Mang a look of hehe.

Empress Yin, who was molesting Patriarch Ying, suddenly remembered something.

Beauty is saved.

She seems... forgot to take her ice demon heart.

That thing is very important to her now.

"That's it," Yin Mang smiled sweetly, raised her pretty and delicate face, and looked up at him: "Where is that bastard now?"

"I still have something to ask him."

"You know him?"

Ying Muzhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

Vaguely, revealing the slightest danger.

Many questions lingered in his mind.

How did Yin Mang defeat the man in black.

Also, she actually knows how to reverse the formation, and how to seal the blood of the demon race.

Master Ying looked at Yin Mang's expression calmly.

He didn't pull away the girl's hand around his waist.

Yin Mang seized the opportunity to rub the tofu, her pretty little face took the opportunity to press into the man's cold embrace, and rubbed it like a kitten.

A pair of beautiful eyes half-closed.

Too beautiful.

"I don't know him. But he has something I need, and I have to get it."

Ying Muzhi responded noncommittally, lifted the girl with one hand, and pushed her aside.

The stern voice was a little cold and indifferent: "Clean up, I'll take you to see him."

The man in black was imprisoned in the darkroom in the basement of the building.

According to the rules, people outside the organization have no right to see him.

But the black-robed man was caught by Yin Mang himself.

Ying Muzhi led Yin Mang into the basement.

Go through a long corridor.

The corridor is narrow and only one person can pass through.

Every ten meters, a dim yellow lamp hung on the mottled wall.

Under the hazy yellow light and shadow, the shadow of the person is stretched long.

When it shines on the wall, it looks like a ghost.

The girl put her hands behind her and followed the man briskly to the basement.

Keeping pace, the distance between the two of them was kept at half a meter.

The girl raised her eyes.

Ahead, a handsome man is strolling.

He was wearing a white shirt, and Ying Muzhi's right hand was carelessly copying his pocket.

The collar of the shirt was rolled up a little, exposing his strong forearms.

He was wearing black trousers, and as he walked, his legs became more and more slender and straight.

The body proportions are almost perfect.

Every place seems to be carefully crafted by God, without any flaws.

As soon as he got closer, the man's body carried a bit of cold and undisciplined aura, and it would invade Yin Mang's clothes bit by bit.

The girl looked at Ying Muzhi.

A heart ready to move.

(End of this chapter)