Chapter 312: Want to hold a half face
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"Look better than your guards?"
Of course!
"Looking better than Xiaobao's biological father?"
Mu Yan stunned her eyes and her eyes recovered a bit.
When the emperor saw her mentioning Xiao Bao’s biological father, she recovered her mind.
It is obvious that Xiao Bao’s biological father has a great influence on her.
Someone can't help but gnash his teeth.
A small hand that grabbed Mu Yan, pressed on his own belt, "Why don't you continue?"
Mu Yan’s eyes fell on her own hands, and her fingers could not help but shake.
Because of this slight jitter, the palm feels the smoothness and flexibility of the muscles below.
It feels good to make her nose hot.
"No! No! This is all right!"
When she took it off again, she felt that she had to become a wolf woman and directly slammed the enchanting eyes in front of her.
"This is all right?" The emperor picked up his eyebrows dissatisfiedly. "But I remember, when Mu Yan painted the men, didn't they all leave it naked?"
Mu Yanxiao laughed: "How can the monarchs compare with those ordinary people? Even if they are completely stripped, it is not as good as you want to hold on to the face! You said yes?"
Emperor's face was dark and black.
What is the desire to hold a half face? Is he a woman?
This little woman, will it be praised?
However, seeing a face of Mu Yan's blush coming out of the water.
Looking at the sky with a pair of eyes, I dare not face his eyes.
The emperor’s mood was a little better.
He loosened Muyan's hand and leaned on the couch halfway, holding a wine glass in his hand and gently squatting.
The man in front of him was obviously indifferent, and there was no emotion in his eyes.
Every inch of cells in the whole body reveals unparalleled **** and charm.
Mu Yan set the gods, and rushed to find the outer shirt that saw the black tulle, and the pine was covered on the emperor.
The perfect chest and abdominal muscles are still visible in the red fruit.
The half-covered and half-covered outer shirt not only did not cover up anything, but instead showed the man's evil charm and embarrassment.
Mu Yan’s eyes are amazing.
All the distracting thoughts in the brain disappeared without a trace, and the pen began to paint on paper.
Time is a little past.
From dusk to late night.
The figure of the man on paper is also a little bit sharp.
From beginning to end, Mu Yan's look is extremely focused.
Even the hunger in the abdomen, the thirst made her lips peel, her face pale and tired, did not let her have a slight distraction.
Two strands of hair fell down, lining a slightly pale face.
Not only is there no slightest embarrassment, but it is to make the girl's white skin shine like a jade under the moonlight.
Such a focused face of Mu Yan, without the usual lazy and evil, but exudes a brilliance between purity and charm.
It’s just that people just look at the blood and can’t stand it.
The emperor gently took a sip of the wine in the glass.
A pair of ice-blue scorpions, a little bit of flame red.
That is the extreme desire and desire.
Looking at the beloved woman, like a beast, screaming to rush out.
Until, the girl not far away put down the pen, her face showed a hint of relief.
This is a beautiful and beautiful face, like a bright and tidy moon, the beauty of people suffocating.
The emperor seems to be unable to bear it anymore.
Suddenly got up, the moment has come to the face of Mu Yan.
Mu Yanzheng was holding some aching wrists and satisfied with the admiration. "Imperial, this may be the best work of my life...唔-!!"
