"I'm going to get some game." Duan Mulin said, shaking his figure and disappearing into the forest not far away.
"Hehe, then I will prepare some firewood, Rufeng, you take Cici to rest." Ouyang Yu suggested.
"No, Cici is busy too."
The ears finally calmed down, and Mu Rufeng walked to sit down under a big tree on the flat ground in front.
Leaning against the big tree, letting the sunlight coming from diagonally spill on his face, it was warm and drunk.
Close your eyes and rest your mind, the fresh air is accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, and the fit and attractive diamond lips.
Unable to control the throbbing in his heart, his rough fingertips were covered with attractive pink, and his soft touch made him feel like an electric shock. The two shocked at the same time.
Mu Rufeng was annoyed in his heart, his eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to see fire.
Bastard, she was molested by a stinky man who didn't know where she came from.
Almost a conditioned reflex, he stretched out his hand and waved it towards the man's face.
This man, looking for death!
The man in the Xuanpao sank his eyes, one hand held the little woman's slender wrist, and the other iron arm circled around, leading the woman towards him.
The soft body was in her arms, the nice fragrance filled the nose, the arms that circled the woman tightened again, and there was even an urge to rub her into the body.
"Let go!" Mu Rufeng dipped, staring at the man in disgust.
It's a pity that a woman's strength is not as good as a man's.
"Heh, what a wild cat." The man let out a small smile from his throat, his voice hoarse, and his magnetism was bewitching.
The big palm that held Mu Rufeng's wrist moved to her head at some unknown time, and gently rubbed it, pampering and comforting it all.
Mu Rufeng's body stiffened and stayed still. The sense of sight that smoothed her hair made her feel bad.
"Let go of this lady!" Ignoring the strangeness in my heart, Mu Rufeng yelled.
The aura of this man is too strong, very presence, domineering and tough, reason tells her not to offend, but now she has reason to speak?
"It's still a little wild cat that can bite!" The mysterious man's smile deepened, and the big palm on her head slid down and landed on her slender white neck.
Prince Ouyang, who was in a dry blue robe, was holding a bundle of dry branches. The clean Hua robe was stained a lot because of her work. The little girl had a face like a small cat, funny.
Mu Rufeng's mouth couldn't help twitching. The prince and princess of the dignified Sichuan dynasty couldn't enjoy it. They had to make themselves so embarrassed. There was no one in this hobby.