Unfortunately, she didn't hit the spot she wanted to hit.

Her punch was abrupt, and Jimo was close to each other, so the punch would not be lost.

But Jimo seemed to have expected it, and his palm spread out in front of him.

When Yue's hand slammed over, he raised his hand and blocked it.

At the same time, his five fingers were put together, completely wrapping Yue's light fist, and at the same time he leaned back and pulled Yue gently toward his direction.

Looking at the person getting closer to his chest, Jimo's mouth bent and his smile climbed up to his eyebrows.

He raised his other hand and fell towards Yue Qingqing's back, as if he was about to gently hold Yue Qingqing into his arms.

Under his pull, Yue Qingqing's body completely lost her balance. She got closer and closer to him. Her waterfall-like black hair slid onto his chest, and the refreshing fragrance penetrated into his nose. The stunning face that was so close that made Jimo's heart suddenly stumble.

"Miss Qing..." He murmured, clenched Yue's light fist even tighter, and the distance between the two was closer again.

Just as his hand was about to fall on Yue Qingqing's back, his chest suddenly sank.

Jimo's body suddenly tensed.

"Bang"

The huge pain spread from somewhere under the lower abdomen to the whole body.

Jimo groaned, and the force in his hand relaxed. The person he was holding him took this opportunity to break free. The warmth and smoothness in his palm made him clench his fists. The next moment he felt a dizzy turn.

His body, which was originally leaning back, was pulled up, and he turned around in the air and hit the ground.

"Jimo, do you really think I'm dead?" Yue looked at him coldly and said coldly.

Jimo lay on his back on the ground, and after the pain somewhere in his body gradually weakened, he felt relieved after his breath was held.

He leaned his hands behind him, held his body up, stared at the knees under Yue Qingqing's skirt, and said, "I really didn't expect that the Qing girl would use such a despicable move."

"Does a gentleman need to deal with despicable people?" Yue gently patted the hem of the wrinkled skirt and answered without changing her face.

"It seems that I have to re-evaluate the girl in the Qing Dynasty!" Jimo stood up with a smile, but with a slight involvement, the pain that had finally weakened became more severe again.

He took a breath and chose a comfortable standing position, but it looked particularly weird.

The man present looked at the moon with a complicated expression.

Even men like them can't use the move of "slipping the vagina" and even men. Unexpectedly, the light girl, who has always been noble and cold as a fairy, used so skillfully and unchanging her complexion.

When they thought of the "bang" they heard innately, they couldn't help but clamp their legs.

The rhythm of the goddess turning into a female gangster in one second.

"This is what I want to say to you." Yue Qingqing raised her hands calmly, and there were fire lotus blooming on her slender fingers. The flames gradually wrapped around her fingers, and then spread from her fingers to her whole body.

Is this to clean with flame?

Everyone's eyes moved to Jimo, and they saw a dark face.

"Miss Qing, we still have a lot of time to spend together. You will always be helpless and fall in front of me." Jimo was still savoring the feeling of grabbing Yue Qingqing's fist. Yue Qingqing was actually cleansing, just like he was a plague.
Chapter completed!