The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

A look of shock stayed on Mo Jiu's face. He looked at Feng Jiuyou blankly, not understanding the meaning of her words for a moment.

After a moment, he understood what Feng Jiuyou meant.

Mo Jiu opened her mouth, gritted her teeth and asked with difficulty: "What do you want?"

"Huh?" Feng Jiuyou seemed to laugh, "You know."

"No, I do not know......"

Mo Jiu shook his head. He didn't want to admit that he was asking questions knowingly. Just like Feng Jiuyou said, he actually knew what she wanted in his heart.

But, can he really sacrifice himself for Xiao Muxue...

"I can tell you, she has been caught up." Feng Jiuyou chuckled and fanned the flames.

Mo Jiu immediately became excited: "How is she?!"

Feng Jiuyou suppressed her smile and fell silent. There was indifference and ruthlessness in her eyes, as if she had no desires or desires and didn't care about anything.

Only Mo Jiu knew what she was hiding under her appearance and what her true purpose was.

She wants him…

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu didn't feel shy, only full of shame, anger and powerlessness.

"You don't have to pay any price."

Mo Jiu's eyes suddenly glowed with light, and just as he was about to ask, Feng Jiuyou's next words directly gave up his idea: "As long as you don't care about Xiao Muxue's life and death, you don't have to think about what you want to exchange with me.

Already."

Mo Jiu's expression changed when he heard this, and he opened his mouth to scold Feng Jiuyou for teasing him, but he was stunned again when the words came to his mouth.

Because Feng Jiuyou was right, as long as he didn't care about Xiao Muxue, there was no need to do anything for her, and there was no need to pay any price...

Feng Jiuyou looked at Mo Jiu who was caught in a tangle, her eyes fluctuating slightly.

The most effective strategy is always a conspiracy. No matter which method Mo Jiu chooses, she is happy to see it.

Of course, she wanted Mo Jiu not to agree to her conditions.

In this way, it can be proved that his love for Xiao Muxue is so random and cheap, and he just happens to be attracted by the less attractive parts of Xiao Muxue.

Mo Jiu had already finished thinking, and Feng Jiuyou's heart was once again filled with expectations after having some expectations many years ago.

She looked at Mo Jiu, but her eyes darkened.

Because there was an extremely determined look on the young man's face, as well as a determination as if he was going to die.

It is self-evident what his choice is.

"You..." Mo Jiu mumbled a few times, and finally said it out in one breath, "Don't you want my body? I'll give it to you. Let me see Xiao Muxue's current situation."

The moment he finished speaking, Feng Jiuyou's expression suddenly became extremely terrifying, making Mo Jiu's body stiffen, and her heart was horrified.

The next moment, her face returned to calmness, but her tone was as cold as frost: "Then do it for me."

"How to do it?"

"Come here and kiss me."

Mo Jiu's face turned pale and her hands suddenly clenched.

She actually let him take the initiative to kiss her!

It's not that he has never kissed Feng Jiuyou, but he was always passive. Therefore, he could comfort himself in his heart that she was forcing him.

Now she is still forcing and threatening, but as long as he takes the initiative to kiss her, it will be considered voluntary after all, and the inner defense will be broken.

But he had no choice, the decision was his own.

Mo Jiu could only take a deep breath, as if rushing to the execution ground, and got closer to Feng Jiuyou little by little, until he was very close, and that noble face was right in front of his eyes.

Mo Jiu stood up on her tiptoes and touched her mouth lightly with her lips.

The speed is so fast that it retreats immediately upon contact.

Feng Jiuyou didn't even feel the softness. She could only vaguely feel something brushing against her mouth, causing a slight itching.

But just this weak touch made Feng Jiuyou calm down.

She said calmly: "It doesn't count."

Mo Jiu suddenly became angry, but then she realized that her touch was really not a kiss, so she had to bite her lower lip tightly with Yin Ya. After struggling for a long time, she closed her eyes and pressed her lips to Feng Jiuyou's mouth as if accepting her fate.

Feng Jiuyou looked at his slender eyelashes quietly, but her heart was not at all calm. The touch on her mouth was as soft as water and as hot as fire. It was obviously the same as what she had tasted before, but it exuded a more alluring scent.

smell.

She was ready to make a move, wanting to take the initiative instead of being passive and eat up the boy who was teasing her.

But now was not the time, so she endured it and let Mo Jiu and her lips touch each other. There was no other movement, only the breaths between the two hitting each other's faces, as if even their breaths were intertwined.

.

After a full minute passed, Mo Jiu parted her lips, took a few steps back quickly, and kept panting far away from Feng Jiuyou. Her cheeks were completely red, like ripe cherries, and bright red juice would drip out when squeezed.

Come.

Feng Jiuyou was about to show a smile when she saw Mo Jiu finish breathing and spit into the air a few times, as if kissing her was something disgusting and dirty.

Dark mist gathered on her face, making her look extremely gloomy.

"Has it been long enough? Quickly show me how Xiao Muxue is doing now!" Mo Jiu raised her head, impatient and anxious.

Feng Jiuyou looked at him deeply and said coldly: "It doesn't count."

"You!" Mo Jiu couldn't restrain himself anymore, and the anger almost burst out of his eyes, "You don't mean what you say, you bastard!"

"When I kissed you, were you still like this?"

It was just one sentence, and all the rest of Mo Jiu's words were stuck in his throat, and nothing could be said.

After a long while, he held back a sentence and whispered: "I won't..."

"I don't mind." Feng Jiuyou forced Mo Jiu little by little, constantly lowering his bottom line, "Xiao Muxue should have already started fighting with the disciples of your sect. Can he escape?"

Mo Jiu's chest heaved violently: "Stop talking!"

Feng Jiuyou looked calm.

"I...I kiss..."

The boy pressed against her again, not only his body, but also his lips that had become moist.

After sticking it for what seemed like another minute, Mo Jiu made another move. Feng Jiuyou suddenly felt something hot and wet on her mouth, pressing it between her lips. He hesitated and hesitated.

Stay there.

After a long time, the thing began to move forward tremblingly, as if it wanted to break through the defense line, but it didn't know what to do. It was confused and there was no follow-up again.

No matter how hard it was for Feng Jiuyou to hold on to Mo Jiu's teasing, he didn't know how tempting his young kiss was at this moment. Any woman other than her would probably go crazy if she was treated like this.

She had already planned to come here this time and take the initiative to rob him.

The next moment, Mo Jiu actually raised his hand, hugged her neck with both hands, and pressed her body down slightly. With the help of this force, the tip of her pink tongue finally broke through the defense line and got in!