Feng Jiuyou looked at Mo Jiu coldly: "What did you call her?"

Mo Jiu was frightened by her sudden appearance and trembled. When she heard her words, she realized that she called Xiao Muxue in a hurry. She looked embarrassed and embarrassed and quickly denied: "It's not called..."

Looking at the hint of shame on the boy's face, Feng Jiuyou suddenly stepped forward and approached Mo Jiu.

He subconsciously took a step back and then felt why he was afraid of her?

Then he raised his head angrily and looked at Feng Jiuyou with unyielding eyes: "What are you doing?!"

"What's my name Xiao Muxue? What does it have to do with you?"

He was in a bad mood because of Xiao Muxue's escape from prison. Feng Jiuyou's sudden and powerful behavior aroused his anger, making him vent his emotions without hesitation.

After scolding Feng Jiuyou like this, Mo Jiu became a little more arrogant. He glanced at her coldly and turned to another place: "Don't forget that you are attached to me, which does not mean that you are mine. Whoever I want to call me and what does it have to do with whom, it's not something you can do."

"Are you threatening me?" Feng Jiuyou's voice suddenly calmed down.

Hearing this, Mo Jiu's heart trembled inexplicably. He quickly turned his head to look at her, fearing that she would do something unexpected in the next moment.

Seeing Feng Jiuyou standing there properly, he felt relieved, and a little shame and anger arose in his heart.

Feng Jiuyou did nothing, and he was actually scared by her.

Under the influence of self-esteem, Mo Jiu opened his lips and said tough: "Yes, it's a threat... um--"

Feng Jiuyou suddenly raised his hand, covered his lower half of his face, and his lips, blocking all the remaining words in his mouth.

Mo Jiu wanted to get rid of Feng Jiuyou's control, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from her palm. He retreated to the edge of the bed, and his hand was tightly covered on his face.

He widened his eyes, which contained shock and anger. He was forced to open his mouth and bite it.

Feng Jiuyou's eyes were indifferent, and when he pinched his palms a little hard, Mo Jiu's thoughts fell into vain, and his lips couldn't help but pout, looking quite cute.

"Mmm, you... let go of your hand..." Mo Jiu said vaguely, but his eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire. He grabbed Feng Jiuyou's wrist with both hands and activated his magic power. He tried to make her hand into black fog at all costs.

But with Mo Jiu's weak magic power, it did not pose any threat to Feng Jiuyou at all. But she seemed to have to completely control him, and she didn't even give him a chance to take action, so she pushed him down directly on the bed with force.

Mo Jiu finally broke free from Feng Jiuyou's palm, frowned slightly, covered her cheeks with her right hand, and her eyes were filled with a natural grievance, and she wanted to scold her in anger. When the words came to her mouth, she became a faint and uncontrollable scream: "What are you doing? Get down with me!"

When he saw Feng Jiuyou's attempt to climb onto the bed, a hint of panic finally appeared in his eyes. He quickly shrank backwards, then raised one foot and kicked it directly.

Feng Jiuyou didn't raise his eyes, and easily grabbed the foot that Mo Jiu kicked over, grabbed his ankle, and rubbed it slightly, as if measuring the size of his ankle.

Mo Jiu couldn't pull her legs back, and she completely lost her inch. Now she couldn't even retreat back. She could only watch Feng Jiuyou approaching. Her upper body, lying on her back, seemed so high and higher in his eyes, which was relatively more oppressive than standing, and all the momentum on him disappeared completely.

"You..." Mo Jiu suppressed the panic in his heart and gritted his teeth, "Get out quickly! Otherwise, you don't want to stick to me!"

Feng Jiuyou seemed to have heard something very funny, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Her appearance is beautiful, and she is born with a noble temperament that surpasses everyone and looks down on all living beings. She looks more emperor-like than the empress among mortals. She smiles like a moment of beauty, and her short-term amazement will also give people a huge shock.

But it fell into Mo Jiu's eyes, which made him feel scared, and even a trace of resistance could not arise.

"Look at me." Feng Jiuyou opened his lips and said words from her sexy red lips, like an imperial edict, forcing Mo Jiu to follow the trajectory of her palm and scan her upper body, "Do you think I am like this now... and still need to rely on you?"

She already has the power to live alone in the world and does not need to rely on anyone anymore. She just has difficulty reshaping her true body.

The reason why she stayed in Mo Jiu's body was just to be able to control him step by step.

But Mo Jiu's feelings for Xiao Muxue were a little beyond Feng Jiuyou's imagination. He had reached this point and he still believed in her unwaveringly.

Feng Jiuyou didn't plan to wait any longer.

She doesn't allow the person she likes, and has someone else in her heart.

He is her property, life and death, love and hate, and she should control it with one hand.

Feng Jiuyou suddenly possessed her under Mo Jiu's slightly pale face and approached her, showing her ambition for the first time: "The person you want to rely on is not me, but you. You must rely on me..."

Her words were accompanied by the heat flow, and they were winding into his ears like a small snake, causing his mind to tremble and conveying trembling commands to his whole body.

The next moment, Mo Jiu mustered up all the courage and strength, raised his foot, bent his knees, and pushed one knee hard towards Feng Jiuyou's chest.

As a result, it was like hitting a stone wall. Instead, Mo Jiu hugged the foot and frowned in pain.

Feng Jiuyou didn't feel any pain, but his face darkened.

He dared to resist her.

Feng Jiuyou felt a little ruthless, and reached out to stroke Mo Jiu's chest. A clear shock suddenly flashed through his eyes, and he opened his mouth and shouted, "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Tear!

With the sound of the collar being torn apart, Mo Jiu suddenly seemed to be crazy and struggled desperately: "Let me go! Let me go! Xiaoqing! Xiao... um um."

Without his mouth, he clenched his hands tightly into a fist and kept swinging towards Feng Jiuyou's chest.

Feng Jiuyou frowned slightly, and she only had two hands after all.

"Certainly."

With a faint word, Mo Jiu's body suddenly stiffened, and his hands were still holding the action of striking, but he could no longer move at all. Only his eyes were filled with a look of fear.

It was not until this moment that he regretted it, and understood how wrong it was to let Feng Jiuyou stay with him.

But it was too late. Feng Jiuyou's gaze swept across Mo Jiu's white chest, without any cover, pink in the air, and under his sight, he was trembling slightly.

Her dull eyes moved to Mojiu's bright red lips, then slowly leaned down and began to enjoy the delicacy that belonged only to her...
Chapter completed!