The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Feng Jiuyou looked at Mo Jiu coldly: "What did you call her?"

Mo Jiu was frightened by her sudden appearance and trembled. When he heard her words, he realized what he had called Xiao Muxue out of desperation. He looked embarrassed and quickly denied: "I didn't call you anything..."

..”

Seeing the trace of shame on the young man's face, Feng Jiuyou suddenly took a step forward and approached Mo Jiu.

He subconsciously took a step back, and then thought why should he be afraid of her?

Then he raised his head angrily and glared at Feng Jiuyou without giving up: "What are you doing?!"

"My name is Xiao Muxue, what does it have to do with you?"

He was already in a bad mood because of Xiao Muxue's escape from prison, and Feng Jiuyou's sudden forceful move aroused his anger even more, causing him to vent his inner emotions without hesitation.

After scolding Feng Jiuyou like this, Mo Jiu became a little more arrogant, glanced at her coldly, and turned his eyes away: "Don't forget, you are attached to me, it doesn't mean you are mine.

People, who I want to call you, and what relationship I have with whom, it’s not your business.”

"Are you threatening me?" Feng Jiuyou's voice suddenly calmed down.

Hearing this, Mo Jiu's heart trembled inexplicably, and he quickly turned his head to look at her, fearing that she would do something unexpected next moment.

Seeing Feng Jiuyou still standing there properly, he felt relieved, and a little bit of embarrassment arose in his heart.

Feng Jiuyou didn't do anything, but he was actually frightened by her.

Under the influence of pride, Mo Jiu opened her lips and spoke forcefully: "Yes, it's just a threat... Well——"

Feng Jiuyou suddenly raised her hand and covered the lower half of his face, including her lips, blocking out all the remaining words in his mouth.

Mo Jiu wanted to get rid of Feng Jiuyou's control, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from her hand. He fell back to the bed, and her hand tightly covered his face.

His eyes widened, filled with shock and anger, and he was forced to open his mouth and bite.

Feng Jiuyou's eyes were indifferent, and with a slight squeeze of her palms, Mo Jiu's thoughts came to nothing, and her lips couldn't help but pout, looking quite cute.

"Uh uh you... let go..." Mo Jiu said vaguely, but his eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and he grabbed Feng Jiuyou's wrist with both hands.

He activated his magic power and desperately wanted to beat her hand into black mist.

But with Mo Jiu's weak magic power, she could not pose any threat to Feng Jiuyou, but she seemed to want to completely control him, not even giving him a chance to take action, and pushed him directly to the bed with another force.

Mo Jiu finally broke free from Feng Jiuyou's hand. She frowned slightly and covered her cheek with her right hand. There was natural grievance in her eyes. She wanted to scold her angrily, but her words became an uncontrollable cry.

A weak scream: "What are you doing? Get off here!"

He saw Feng Jiuyou trying to climb onto the bed, and a flash of panic finally appeared in his eyes. He quickly shrank back, then raised one foot and kicked him directly.

Without raising her eyes, Feng Jiuyou easily grabbed the foot that Mo Jiu kicked, grabbed his ankle, and rubbed it slightly, as if measuring the size of his ankle.

Mo Jiu couldn't pull his legs back, he was completely out of position, and now he couldn't even shrink back. He could only watch Feng Jiuyou approaching, and his upper body looked like it to him who was lying on his back.

Being so high above him made him feel more oppressive than standing up, and all the aura on his body was completely dissipated.

"You..." Mo Jiu suppressed the panic in her heart and gritted her teeth, "Get out of here! Otherwise, you won't be able to cling to me!"

Feng Jiuyou seemed to have heard something very funny, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She has a very beautiful appearance. She is born with a noble temperament that towers over everyone and overlooks all living beings. She looks more imperial than the empress among mortals. Her smile is like a moment of youthfulness, and her short-term surprise will also give people a sense of greatness.

of shock.

But when it fell into Mo Jiu's eyes, it made him feel frightened, and it was difficult for him to even have the slightest thought of resistance.

"Look at me." Feng Jiuyou opened her lips, and the words coming out of her sexy red lips were like an edict. Mo Jiu had to follow the path of her palms and scan her upper body.

, "Do you think I still need to rely on you like this now?"

She already had the power to exist alone in the world and no longer needed to rely on anyone, but it was still difficult for her to transform into a real body again.

The reason why she still stayed in Mo Jiu's body was just to control him step by step.

But Mo Jiu's feelings for Xiao Muxue were somewhat beyond Feng Jiuyou's imagination. Even though they had reached this point, they still believed in her unswervingly.

Feng Jiuyou didn't plan to wait any longer.

She doesn't allow the person she likes to have someone else in her heart.

He is her possessions, life and death, love and hate, she should control it with one hand.

Under Mo Jiu's slightly pale face, Feng Jiuyou suddenly possessed her and approached her, revealing her ambition for the first time: "The person you want to depend on is not me, but you. You must depend on me..."

Her words were accompanied by hot currents, snaking into his ears like a small snake, causing his mind to tremble and sending trembling commands throughout his body.

The next moment, Mo Jiu mustered up all her courage and strength, raised her feet, bent her knees, and pushed one knee hard into Feng Jiuyou's chest.

The result was like hitting a stone wall. Instead, Mo Jiu hugged the foot and frowned in pain.

Feng Jiuyou didn't feel any pain, but her face immediately darkened.

He dared to resist her.

Feng Jiuyou felt a hint of cruelty in her heart, and reached out to touch Mo Jiu's chest. A clear shock flashed across his eyes, and he opened his mouth and shouted: "What are you doing? Let me go!"

Tear!

Hearing the sound of his clothes being torn apart, Mo Jiu suddenly seemed to have gone crazy and struggled desperately: "Let me go! Let me go! Xiaoqing! Xiao... uh uh uh."

Without his mouth, he clenched his hands into fists and kept swinging towards Feng Jiuyou's chest.

Feng Jiuyou frowned slightly, she only had two hands after all.

"Certainly."

With just one word, Mo Jiu's body suddenly froze there. His hands still maintained the movement of striking out, but it was difficult to move at all. Only his eyes were filled with a look of fear.

It wasn't until this moment that he regretted it and realized what a mistake it was to let Feng Jiuyou attach herself to him.

But it was too late. Feng Jiuyou's eyes swept across Mo Jiu's jade-white chest, which was not covered at all. The pink color was in the air and trembled slightly under the sight.

Her dark eyes moved to Mo Jiu's bright red lips, and then she slowly leaned down and began to enjoy the delicious food that only belonged to her...