Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 537 The scheming boy Master Ying: I was wrong, don't want me
But at this moment, the girl's hand was firmly grasped.

The man's warm and broad palm tightly held the girl's hand in the mist.

The fingertips intersect and the fingers interlock.

"……Be careful."

Yin Mang calculated the distance and approached gently.

However, Ying Muzhi's face could not be seen at all through the heavy objects.

This fog is really strange.

The people on the back of the turtle couldn't see each other.

He could only vaguely feel that he was passing through the thick fog.

The fog seems to have the effect of absorbing sound.

The further you go in, the quieter it becomes.

Yin Mang could still hear the discussions and conversations not far away.

At this moment, it has dissipated completely.

The big turtle has been silent since it entered the mist.

It seemed that silence could express his awe of that god.

"……release."

Yin Mang moved closer to the man's ear.

In a hoarse and shallow voice, he said the unceremonious words of rejection.

While speaking, the girl deliberately stretched out her spare hand and touched the man's neck.

The thief pulled Ying Muzhi's hair forcefully twice.

The heavenly ball nestled on top of Yin Mang's head.

He sighed slowly.

[When a person reaches middle age, there will be a crisis of baldness...]
Ying Muzhi just silently clenched Yin Mang's hand.

No matter how much she tosses and struggles, it will only make the man's strength stronger.

in the mist.

In silence.

Yin Mang heard a very low and hoarse apology.

"I was wrong."

"Don't want me."

The man's voice is hoarse, with a cold and rational tone.

Yin Mang felt the stiffness in Ying Muzhi's palm at that moment.

If it wasn't covered by the fog at this moment, she would definitely be able to see the grievance on the man's handsome face.

this way.

No matter what Ying Muzhi did or said, Yin Mang just treated him coldly.

It's not that she doesn't talk to him, doesn't talk to him.

It's just... obviously don't want to talk to him.

Ying Muzhi pursed his lips, and tightened his grip on Yin Mang's hand.

His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the fog, and he saw the girl's cold, white and beautiful face.

Ying Muzhi couldn't imagine Yin Mang's expression at the moment.

He didn't want Yin Mang's attitude towards him to be the same as that of others.

Obviously, he has already shown his hospitality.

The girl turned a blind eye to him.

At this moment, Patriarch Ying is quite like a spoiled child, feeling aggrieved when he suddenly realizes that he was picked up.

Empress Yin watched her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose.

She raised her eyebrows slowly, and her cherry red lips curled up.

Pretentiously, he looked around and picked out his ears.

"...was it an auditory hallucination just now?"

"I seem to hear some indistinct voices."

Yin Mang deliberately repeated next to Ying Muzhi's ear: "I don't know, but someone said something."

"I didn't hear clearly."

The girl's elegant and pleasant voice rose slightly, and the ending was warped, which fully showed the owner's happy mood.

The Tiandao ball stayed on Yin Mang's head, jumping up and down heavily.

Like a bouncy ball, it bounced two or three times.

[You are really hypocritical. ]
[It's cheap and good-looking. ]
Empress Yin spoke slowly.

[Suddenly discovered that raising a man is the same as raising a child. ]
[Don't make him too proud. ]
[Otherwise, this guy could easily step on top of my head. ]
The Heavenly Dao Ball let out a heck and asked a soul question.

[Excuse me, have you ever raised a child? ]

[The single Wang of ten thousand years. ]
[Don’t pretend to understand what you don’t know there. ]
Yin Mang...! ! !
(End of this chapter)