Chapter 4297 Miss Ye, I Will Be Responsible for You (1)

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"Brother Ye, do you think... it's so hot here? It's so uncomfortable?"

Han Jiaming's voice became extremely hoarse, and his hands kept pulling on his clothes.

Under the light of the orange-red candle, one could see the handsome face of the man, and the beads of sweat that flowed down his face and submerged into his chest.

Sexy and charming.

Han Jiaming's eyes were blurred, and he stumbled towards Muyan, as if he was longing for something.

Mu Yan raised the Seven Absolutes Sword in his hand and waved it back.

Cold mang thirst, blood splattered!

A bloodstain was drawn on Han Jiaming's exposed chest.

The severe pain made him groan and take a few steps back.

Mu Yan's voice was also a little hoarse, but her tone was extraordinarily cold: "Young Master Han, calm down, otherwise my sword won't have eyes."

Fortunately, before the door was completely closed, she reflexively summoned the Seven Absolutes Sword.

Otherwise, I am afraid that there is no room for resistance now.

Han Jiaming covered the wound on his chest, shook his head, and showed a struggling and ashamed expression: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt, I just smelled the aroma, and I don't know why I lost my mind and regarded you as a woman. Brother Ye, you If you're angry, kill me..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and his red eyes suddenly widened, staring at Mu Yan in disbelief: "Brother Ye, you...are you a woman?"

Muyan's heart sank, only to realize that the disguise Jun Shitian had made for herself had disappeared.

Although she is now dressed in men's clothes, she has not made a special effort to disguise her because of her tricks.

So it can be seen at a glance that it is a woman disguised as a man, not a real man.

But all of this is a bit too coincidental.

"Hug, sorry!"

Han Jiaming's already flushed cheeks became flushed, he lowered his head slightly, but couldn't help but lift it up.

With fanatical admiration and desire in his eyes, he said hoarsely, "Brother Ye, I didn't mean to be abrupt. But I have never seen a person so moved in my life. The first time I saw you, I I have a good impression of you, but, at that time, I thought... I thought you were a man and wanted to marry the princess of the Demon Race, so I suppressed the feelings in my heart."

"But I only now know that you... You are actually a woman disguised as a man. Han feels as if God is looking after me... What kind of demon princess, in my heart, I can't compare with you at all."

"The two of us are locked here today. The changes in our bodies must have been Brother Ye... Miss Ye, you also felt it. Maybe this is a fate bestowed on us by God."

He closed his eyes, showing an expression of pain and struggle, his voice became more and more hoarse, and there was a strong, almost uncontrollable desire: "Miss Ye, if Han can't help it later, make a Some things that are inferior to animals, I hope you... don't hate me. I swear, I will be responsible to you, girl. As long as you are willing to marry me, Han, as a wife, I promise that in this life, I will be Han Jiaming. There will only be you, Ye Liangchen, as a wife. If I have a bad heart, I will be abandoned by all people and gods, and I will not die. Miss Ye, I…”

Muyan interrupted him mercilessly: "Young Master Han, you think too much. I already have a fiancé, so I'm not interested in marrying another person."

Han Jiaming's hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched, and the veins on his forehead jumped slightly.

But the expression on his face was controlled almost perfectly.

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