Chapter 4701 Tell Me, Am I Beautiful (Please Ask for a Ticket)

Muyan wanted to grind her teeth again, no, she wanted to rub the little pervert on the ground.

"Then why do you want me to enter this door?"

Li Weiran thought for a while, and said solemnly, "Intuition."

I feel you are a ghost!

The footsteps of the pursuers downstairs were getting closer.

Mu Yan was about to give up and continue to run up the door.

Suddenly, the door creaked open.

Muyan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly dragged Li Weiran into the house.

The door closed automatically behind her.

Mu Yan was stunned for a while, and before she could react, she felt that her feet were empty, and then suddenly fell down.

Li Wei dyed you bastard!

Next time I trust your intuition, I'm a dog! !

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Mu Yan woke up in a strong fragrance.

She felt that her body was a little heavy, and her head seemed to be smashed hard, dull and painful.

She opened her eyes with difficulty, and what she saw turned out to be a woman's boudoir.

On the dressing table not far in front, a slender woman was gently combing her thick black hair.

Mu Yan shook her head and wanted to sit up.

Suddenly, he found that his hands and feet were tied.

Underneath is not a bed, but a circular altar.

"Are you awake?" A soft and melodious female voice came. "Wake up, at least when you arrive in the underworld, you know how you died?"

Mu Yan struggled vigorously, but the rope that bound her remained motionless.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Who are you? What do you want to do by tying me up? Where is my friend?"

The woman in front of the mirror slowly turned around, revealing a face that was chapped and thin like the bark of an old tree.

Mu Yan's eyes widened in shock.

The contrast between the back and the front is so great.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Am I not beautiful? Not young?"

The woman slowly walked towards her, her long hair swaying gently behind her.

With a slender waist and a slender and graceful figure, with this boudoir arrangement with a little girlish vibe, it should have been a heartwarming picture.

But with that face that was about to die, it was strange how it looked.

The woman stared into her eyes and asked again, "Answer my question, am I beautiful? Young?"

Muyan swallowed, wondering if she should answer this question against her will.

"I asked you to answer my question did you hear me!!!"

The woman's voice rose suddenly, which startled Mu Yan.

Her face also became more distorted and terrifying as she lost her patience.

The slender and fair hand stretched out, and was about to pinch Muyan's neck.

At this moment, a low and cold man's voice came: "Wan'er, you are making a fool of yourself again."

Hearing the voice, the woman immediately changed her expression, and threw herself forward with a smile, and threw herself into a man's arms.

Mu Yan looked up.

I saw a young man with deep features, handsome features, and an appearance of about twenty-seven or eight years old. He stretched out his hand to embrace the woman in his arms, and patted her on the back like a child.

"Brother!" The woman has an old face, but her voice is soft and sweet, like a child who has just grown up. "Brother, is Wan'er beautiful? Is she young?"

The man looked at her tenderly, touched her face lightly, and said softly, "Wan'er is very beautiful and young."

The woman immediately let out a silver bell-like laughter, and even got out of the man's arms and circled the room.

She held her face in her hands, tilted her head and asked, "Brother, is Wan'er old enough to get married?"