The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 383 I, Pan Jinlian, Scum (3)

"Alas..." Ji Yu sighed the first time he saw Yun Yuan, and then said: "Master, Fa Rongrong dare not come back, saying that he is afraid that you will kill it, and asked me to bring you a few words."

"What are you talking about?" Yun Yuan's face was frosty.

"Fei Rongrong said that there is only one mission in this world, and that is Pan Jinlian's wish mission. Pan Jinlian's wish mission is..." Ji Yu looked at Yun Yuan's face, and continued to say: "Playing with Ximen Qing Then go play with Wu Song again, and then retreat completely."

Yun Yuan took a deep breath.

Sure enough, she knew that Pan Jinlian was definitely not a cheap lamp.

How could she afford a cruel person like Ximen Qing and a person like Wu Song who could kill a tiger!
In the end, I was afraid that it would not be torn apart by these two people.

This is not a wish mission, it is simply a mission to cheat her!

But because he was burdened with a huge amount of money, Ji Yu actually forced Yun Yuan to complete Pan Jinlian's wish task, otherwise this task would be repeated all the time.

There is no way to refuse it!

"Alas..." Yun Yuan was distressed!

"Jinlian, why does your expression look so melancholy?" Ximen Qing brought his fair and charming face close to Yun Yuan.

"Hehe." Yun Yuan sneered.

"Jinlian, your laughter is so charming." Ximen Qing shook his clothes, then stretched out his hands towards Yun Yuan.

Yun Yuan hooked his lips, and then...

"Ow—woo—"

A scream like killing a pig lingered around the beam for a long time.

Yun Yuan's smile was as gentle as water, and his voice was sweet and greasy, "Officer, are you surprised? Are you happy? Are you comfortable?"

The finger was bent almost 360 degrees, and Ximen Qing's handsome and extraordinary face was twisted and deformed in pain.

"Shocked, pleasantly surprised... open, happy... comfortable, comfortable..." Ximen Qing trembled his lips, as if he was about to die.

"Does the official like it?" Yun Yuan moved closer to Ximen Qing's ear, opening and closing his bright red and moist lips.

At this moment, Ximen Qing's mood was complicated.

No matter how good the beauty is, it can't beat the heartache from the fingers.

"Hi, I like... If Jin Lian'er lets go of me first... then I like it even more." Ximen Qing took a deep breath and said a sentence completely.

Yun Yuan let go of Ximen Qing's fingers, and said with a sneer, "Ximen Qing, let me tell you, you'd better obey me, otherwise..."

Ximen Qing looked at Yun Yuan's raised lips, his heart trembled, and he felt that what Yun Yuan was going to say next would make him cry.

However, Yun Yuan did not continue, but changed the topic: "Now, your personal freedom belongs to me, everything you own belongs to me, and your money still belongs to me."

Of course, the last sentence is the key point of Yun Yuan.

After all, without money, it is difficult to move an inch.

"Uh... little lady, I'm fine with the first two, but money... it's better for us to distinguish clearly." Ximen Qing is no idiot.

Yun Yuan raised his foot, and his white and tender feet, which are more delicate than the finest suet white jade, rested on Ximen Qing's shoulders, threatening: "Are you not agreeing?"

Ximen Qing's upper lip touched his lower lip, and said a famous sentence: "I support you."

"How do you support me? I want a luxurious life, I want silk and satin, I want a magnificent palace, I want a lot of servants..." Yun Yuan only wanted money.

"Stop, stop!" Ximen Qing hurriedly stopped her: "I'll give you everything I have, I can't wait to show you my heart, okay?"

"Talk to me, otherwise..." Yun Yuan laughed lowly, "My kick can kick you against the wall of the opposite room!"

(End of this chapter)