Games with fairies

"...You are not allowed to hit me!"

Yan Xiaoru said something like this out of nowhere.

After she opened her mouth subconsciously, she wanted to shrink back.

However, the moment she spoke, she realized the gap in status between the two.

——Why did Li Muyang hit her?

Also, why should she be afraid?

Yan Xiaoru, who was originally weak, suddenly gained confidence again.

She raised her head and glared at Li Muyang, saying: "How dare you hit me!"

Her emphatic words were spoken subconsciously.

However, after finishing speaking, Yan Xiaoru found that it seemed inappropriate to say so.

She is a dignified elder of the Demon Sect, how could she speak to an inner disciple in such a tone?

After realizing this, Yan Xiaoru's eyes widened and she stared at Li Muyang, trying to show off her cold and intimidating temperament and regain some of her dignity.

However, even though her eyes were widened at this moment, she did not feel cold at all.

The hard-eyed, stubborn and unconvinced expression was more like a childish and angry child.

Seeing Yan Xiaoru's funny look of trying to stare, Li Muyang, who was originally slapped and a little confused, stopped dead in his tracks and burst out laughing on the spot.

"Ha ha……"

Li Muyang didn't laugh too loudly.

But such laughter was so harsh in Yan Xiaoru's ears.

Her body was trembling and her eyes were staring at Li Muyang, as if she wanted to kill him with her gaze.

A thin layer of mist actually rose in his eyes.

"you you……"

Elder Yan, who was cold and aloof, could not even utter a complete sentence at this time.

She trembled and stared at Li Muyang, seemingly angry, but more like aggrieved.

"what are you laughing at!"

Elder Yan's voice was trembling, even with a hint of crying: "Is what I said funny?!"

He saw Yan Xiaoru's trembling body and the snow-white ravine on her chest that was trembling at the same time.

Li Muyang calmed down, then suppressed his smile and showed a serious and serious expression.

"Elder Yan..."

Li Muyang opened his mouth and called out, but hesitated after speaking.

Under Yan Xiaoru's torment, the originally serious and dignified atmosphere suddenly became comical.

So much so that the words he originally wanted to say seemed a bit out of place.

But in the end, Li Muyang bit the bullet and repeated those words again.

"Can you ask me that question on the city wall ten days ago?" Li Muyang's eyes were sincere.

His hand tightly grasped Yan Xiaoru.

It seemed that Yan Xiaoru would fly away as soon as she let go.

The two stared at each other for a while, and the mist in Yan Xiaoru's eyes slowly dissipated, and her expression calmed down.

She looked at Li Muyang expressionlessly and he held her hand, and said, "Is it appropriate for you to hold my hand like this?"

"Uh...it's not bad," Li Muyang said sincerely, "it's quite soft."

These three words instantly broke through Yan Xiaoru's tense expression again.

She looked at Li Muyang dumbfounded, as if she had gotten to know this inner disciple all over again.

"...Are you out of your mind and crazy?!"

Yan Xiaoru was silent for a long time before finally holding back such a question.

She stared at Li Muyang, feeling ashamed and annoyed: "Do you think that at this juncture, you can bully me at will?"

"Because you can resist the demons of the Blood Lotus Sect, I must tolerate you?"

"Li Muyang, who do you think I, Yan Xiaoru, am?!"

Yan Xiaoru felt ashamed, angry, and even her body was trembling.

The law enforcement elder, who has always been aloof, has never shown such a posture in front of others.

But Li Muyang looked at her calmly, seriously and honestly.

"If I wanted to bully you, I could have done it when I was in the secret realm of Demon Sword City."

Li Muyang's words instantly silenced Yan Xiaoru.

After she stood frozen on the spot, a faint blush appeared from the ears of this cold female elder.

She stared hard at Li Muyang. This was the first time the two of them had explicitly mentioned this matter in more than half a year since Demon Sword City.

For more than half a year, the two of them have tacitly avoided what happened in the secret realm of Demon Sword City.

But now Li Muyang took the initiative to make it clear, and he said it so straightforwardly.

When he was in the secret realm of Demon Sword City, Yan Xiaoru not only disappeared as well, but even fell into coma several times.

If Li Muyang wanted to do something to her at that time...

Yan Xiaoru gritted her teeth, stared at Li Muyang and said, "So, I still have to thank you?"

The aloof Elder Yan seemed to have regained his aura as a law enforcement elder.

However, her cold expression gave Li Muyang a headache.

"Why do you always avoid my questions?"

Li Muyang grabbed the woman's hand, looked into her eyes helplessly, and said: "Every time I want to have a good chat, you deliberately change the subject... What are you afraid of?"

"Will I eat you?"

Li Muyang was very tired.

Yan Xiaoru tried to break free from Li Muyang's hand and stared at her: "Who is afraid of you? Let go!"

Yan Xiaoru struggled and even stretched out her other hand, trying to pry Li Muyang's fingers apart.

However, after she stretched out her hand, Li Muyang's free hand also stretched out and grabbed him.

The two stood face to face, holding hands together like this, and time and space seemed to freeze.

Because of the gesture of opening her hands and being held tightly by Li Muyang, Yan Xiaoru's vagina suddenly opened wide.

Facing the man in front of her, she suddenly had no defense at all.

Yan Xiaoru's eyes trembled, and she backed away uneasily: "...What do you want to do?"

But Li Muyang was already impatient with her continuous dodges.

He stared at Yan Xiaoru with some irritation, dragged her over, and forced her in front of him.

"Can you hear me out?"

Li Muyang pulled the woman who was trying to avoid him in front of him, then hugged her waist with her frightened eyes and forced her to sit on a stool aside.

The moment Yan Xiaoru was picked up, her body froze, as if frozen, and she didn't dare to move.

It wasn't until Li Muyang put her on the stool that she dared to breathe.

Looking at Li Muyang who was retreating in confusion, Yan Xiaoru folded her hands on her lower abdomen uneasily.

"You...what are you going to say?"

She felt like she was about to hear some kind of treacherous and terrifying words, and she subconsciously wanted to run away.

But seeing the burly figure of the man in front of her, and thinking of what he had just done... Yan Xiaoru didn't dare to move.

"Just say what you want to say," Yan Xiaoru was still trying to maintain her dignity as a law enforcement elder.

However, Li Muyang's understatement broke through her majesty again.

"Yan Xiaoru, you like me...right?"

With such an understatement, Yan Xiaoru's face instantly turned red.

"You are so slanderous!"