Running wild in the arms of the sick boss

Chapter 153

In the dark sky, the chaotic clouds gathered and condensed like a black cloud pressing down on a city, almost suffocating people.

The sky was filled with a faint and soul-stirring voice.

That voice, like the elegance of a peerless celebrity, seemed to stir up ripples in the depths of the soul, like a drop of water falling into a dead and silent pond, stirring up waves of water.

Gu Yanluo heard the voice.

The pair of clear and enchanting fox eyes narrowed coldly, and the depths of the pupils were filled with unfathomable thoughts, hiding all emotions, making it impossible for people to see through.

Qin Wuwang knew.

It was Cang Yue who came.

The most outstanding head of the Zang family in decades.

He fought against a group of masters of witchcraft and puppetry in the Zang family when he was young, and stood at the top.

He secured a place in the empire for the Zang family.

He was resourceful, but vicious and cunning.

The key point is that this Cang Yue has a stunning appearance, but he is also low-key, mysterious, and rarely shows up.

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Qin Wuwang stared at Gu Yanluo's enchanting and beautiful face with evil and gloomy eyes.

He was afraid that Gu Yanluo would hear this voice and see the face of that person...

Isn't it because Yanyan is beautiful that she is favored?

That Cang Yue is also very beautiful.

Qin Wuwang almost blurted out "You are not allowed to look at his face"!

But he felt that it would not work to say that, and it would backfire.

So Qin Wuwang completely put away his arrogance.

In a blink of an eye, he coughed lightly, frowned, weakly held his chest, leaned weakly into Gu Yanluo's arms, bowed his head and rested his head on her shoulder, and snorted uncomfortably.

The voice was clear and gloomy: "Yan Yan, I breathed in the cold air, and my chest hurts a little."

The chest pain was fake, but the cold was really cold.

Qin Wuwang shivered with cold.

The robot butler Alpha behind him was very sensible.

It peed some engine oil, lit a fire, and made a small fire.

To drive away the cold for Qin Wuwang.

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Gu Yanluo seemed to have heard nothing.

She lowered her eyes and frowned slightly, as if she was savoring the voice of Cang Yue.

She ignored Qin Wuwang, and her frown deepened.

Qin Wuwang: ? ? ?

Qin Wuwang's blood began to run cold.

When he saw Gu Yanluo ignoring him, his face really turned pale.

Cang Yue's voice, did you ignore me?

I said my heart hurts...you ignored me?

This time.

Qin Wuwang's thin lips could really be described as bloodless and slightly purple.

His breathing began to quicken, his chest rose and fell, his eyes gradually became melancholy, his eyelashes trembled, his figure swayed, and he was dizzy and about to fall into Gu Yanluo's arms and faint.

Gu Yanluo came back to her senses.

She suddenly hugged Qin Wuwang's frail body, turned around and squatted, holding Qin Wuwang in her arms, glanced at Cersei with the corner of her eyes, and ordered in a cold voice: "Bring his mink coat."

Heh, he was so crazy just now, and he became weak again in the blink of an eye.

Qin Wuwang was weak all over, frowning, his slender fingers resting on Gu Yanluo's chest, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, and his throat was dry and painful when he swallowed.

He leaned his head on Gu Yanluo's fragrant shoulder, and his nose touched her cheek lightly.

He asked weakly: "Are you obsessed with his voice? Ignore me?"

Gu Yanluo denied: "No, I didn't."

Qin Wuwang wrapped his left hand around Gu Yanluo's neck and murmured: "I'm not feeling well, Yanyan... I don't want to stay here..."

Gu Yanluo's warm palm gently stroked Qin Wuwang's cold cheek.

Her charming crimson lips, half open, covered Qin Wuwang's pale lips, the tip of her tongue rolled in, bringing up the uneasiness in his heart, dispelling it, she murmured: "What are you afraid of? Afraid that I will be obsessed with the owner of this voice?"

Dizzy from the kiss, Qin Wuwang frowned, and subconsciously hummed comfortably, evil and lustful, pure and affectionate, "Then will you?"

Under the dark sky, bones were piled up everywhere.

Ripples appeared on the black lake, and the surface of the lake was full of horrible floating corpses.

The ground cracked, the soil turned up, the dead trees collapsed with their roots, and the cold wind howled, and the atmosphere of horror and gloom filled the air...

Gu Yanluo's smile was so fascinating that everyone was in awe. Deep in her pupils, there was a frightening and dangerous look.

She pecked Qin Wuwang's mouth and sneered arrogantly, "Then I... go to meet him and verify it, how about it?"

No need!

Qin Wuwang said this before he said it.

Cang Yue lotus steps slowly, stepping on the eerie bones all over the ground, and appeared faintly in the darkness.

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He wore a purple lotus pattern brocade robe, tassels hanging from his waist, and a soul-shaking bell hanging from his waist.

He held a black fan in his hand and wore a white mask like a ghost. His figure was scorching and stunning.

Even if you don't see her true face, you know that she is a beautiful woman like a painting, like a peerless actress.

Cang Yue's long hair was draped over her shoulders, tied up with a silk ribbon, and hung lazily on her chest.

There was a purple crystal pendant on his left ear and three silver rings on his right ear bone.

Evil and charming, but he is a man.

What's more amazing is that.

Cang Yue has the same evil aura as Gu Yanluo.

As if they were from the same clan and were the same person.

He stood two meters away from Gu Yanluo, and with a "click", he opened the fan.

His voice was charming, as if he was smiling, "You are Gu Yanluo. I have heard of your name for a long time. It is a great honor for me to meet you today."

Cang Yue seemed to be unaware of Qin Wuwang's identity as the Director of the Imperial Ability Research Bureau.

He looked down on everyone and did not take Qin Wuwang seriously at all.

Behind the mask, the pair of beautiful eyes like blazing peach blossoms only stared at Gu Yanluo's profile.

Qin Wuwang's eyes were extremely cold, and he glanced at Cang Yue gloomily.

He was thoughtful and noticed a detail.

Cang Yue usually did not wear a mask.

Today...what happened to him?

Gu Yanluo's eyes were cold, she didn't look at Cang Yue, she just sneered.

"Last time, you killed my people while I was away. I didn't bother you personally, but you showed up yourself? What? Did you raise the floating corpse in the lake?"

Cang Yue smiled charmingly, "It's really my collection. You took over my nest, killed my pet, and exposed my past. And... what's wrong with killing Qin Wuwang?" Hesitant to speak, Cang Yue's tone suddenly changed, extremely cold, with hidden resentment, "I even want to kill you... too."

Gu Yanluo sneered, and her eyes revealed contempt, "Oh? That's new."

Cang Yue closed the fan, her tone was evil and soft, and it was cold, "By the way, don't I deserve... for you to look back?"

Gu Yanluo seemed not to hear, and slowly wrapped Qin Wuwang with her mink coat.

Then, she stood up proudly, turned around with her hands behind her back.

She smiled extremely charmingly, her pupils tinged with poison.

"There are not many people who can earn my respect. Let me see your ability first, and then I will make a decision."

The words fell in an instant!

Under the night, dark clouds gathered, forming a dark vortex.

Gu Yanluo's figure was as fast as the wind and as fast as a ghost. In the blink of an eye, she appeared in front of Cang Yue, her slender fingers became claws, tightly pinching the man's neck as white as the bright moon, and was about to take off the mask!

Cang Yue pressed the mechanism of the black fan handle with his thumb, and the tip of the fan, like a pear blossom in the rain, shot poison needles at Gu Yanluo's heart, which was close at hand!

The scene was tense, murderous intent was everywhere, and it was ready to fight.

Gu Yanluo had a blank expression on her face, and crushed the dozens of poison needles into powder with her bare hands, "A trifle! Is this all you can do?"

Cang Yue stood still, and slowly, he raised his hand.

He untied the two witchcraft-sealing shackles on his wrists with his bare hands.

He untied them himself.

The next moment.

The situation changed drastically!

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The Queen twisted her handkerchief: Why do I feel that you two are a perfect match?

Mr. Yan held a cigarette between his fingertips: I am funny mad pee.

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