540 Chapter 540 Is It Good-Looking?

Seeing that she was only wearing the inside and the collar was loose, Ling Mohan couldn't help but move his eyes slightly and said, "Didn't you say that? You can't sleep well without me by your side?"

He came to the table and sat down, his eyes swept away, and he was not free to fall on the spot of spring: "So, I came here. Eight?? One? Chinese website &n"

Seeing that his eyes were always aimed at her neckline, Feng Jiu looked down and saw that she had just taken a bath and her chest was not tied, her underwear was slightly loose, and the spring light was looming at the collar. In fact, she only saw a piece of snow-white skin. Not much else.

But the man's eyes have been on her neckline twice since she came in for such a short time. Are all men like this? When you see the beauty of the spring breeze, will you sneak a glance at it unconsciously?

"Does it look good?" She asked with a smile on the corners of her lips.

"Cough." Ling Mohan coughed dryly and opened his eyes uncomfortably.

"So?" She pulled on her loose undershirt, revealing a round and smooth shoulders, and she gave him a wink.

Ling Mohan, who had looked away uncomfortably, looked at her at this time, his eyes fell on the attractive shoulders, his eyes were deep and burning, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "You Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Hey! It's useless."

She sneered, glanced at him amusingly, and pulled up her jacket: "How dare you come to my room in the middle of the night with such a little concentration?"

Hearing this, he adjusted his mind and glanced at her: "When I meet you, I'm not determined, so you'd better not try to seduce me, otherwise, you can't blame me if something happens."

"Those people solved it?" She looked at him and poured him a glass of water.

Ling Mohan took it, took a sip and suppressed his heart: "Well, it's all dealt with." His expression was very calm, and his tone was very disapproving. Obviously, this kind of thing is not the first time, it has already happened. Get used to it.

"It's fifteen tonight, and everyone seems to like to pick fifteen." She rested her chin in one hand, looked at him and asked, "How much medicine do you have left? There shouldn't be any reaction after taking it, right?"

"Even the precious fire-type elixir can't suppress the thousand-year-old cold in my body. You should be using the blood of the ancient fire phoenix!" He was clearly asking, but the meaning of the words was extremely certain.

"Well, smart." She Yingying smiled, her eyes turned, and her tone was a little smug: "So, I stole your thousand-year-old ginseng, and I stole you, and it is enough to be worth it. Yes, you know, my medicine is not easy to ask for."

Hearing this, Ling Mohan couldn't help laughing, and said, "If you want something in the future, tell me directly."

"Will you give it if I tell you?" She rolled her eyes and asked with a squinting smile.

"Well, all my things will be yours." After a pause, he took a deep look at her and said, "It's me and it's yours."

"Hehe, you can get rid of it!"

She smiled embarrassingly, even if she was lustful, she didn't have the courage to pounce on him. When she thought of him being pressed on her body, uh, the picture was too beautiful to imagine...

After Ling Mohan drank a glass of water, he put down the glass in his hand, his deep eyes fell on her, suddenly stood up, reached out and hugged her whole body, so shocked that Feng Jiu whispered: "You What are you doing? In the middle of the night, let me down."