Ye Junlang walked to the door, stretched out his hand, and opened the door.

A familiar dark fragrance hit, and when I looked at it, standing outside the door was the delicate Mochizuki Chunxiang, with a touch of redness left after drinking on her white face, her eyes were like water, and she contained a sultry tenderness, and she was looking at Ye Junlang with a confused look.

Ye Junlang seemed to be stunned, with a feeling of petrification and wood, which seemed to be unbelievable, and he didn't react for a long time.

Mochizuki Haruka chuckled lightly and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, is it possible that you have always let me stand at the door?"

Ye Junlang came back to his senses "after realizing it", and hurriedly said: "Miss Wang, Miss Mochizuki, you, why are you here...... Please, please come in. ”

As he spoke, Ye Junlang turned sideways and let Haruka Mochizuki walk in.

"Aren't I welcome?" asked Haruka Mochizuki with a smile.

Ye Junlang closed the door and hurriedly said with a smile: "How, how come, I must be very welcome." It's just that you see I'm a mess here, and I haven't had time to clean it up yet......"

"You don't need to clean up, even if you clean up, you'll still come back in the same mess after a while, won't you?" Haruka Mochizuki said with a smile.

Ye Junlang was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means!"

Mochizuki Haruka spoke, and her whole person suddenly fell into Ye Junlang's arms, and her sexy cherry lips were already kissing Ye Junlang impatiently.

Ye Junlang was really stunned for a moment, and he was still a little surprised when Mochizuki Haruka came out.

What does this woman mean?

*？

As a qualified wolf, there is no reason not to eat the meat that is sent to the door.

Immediately, Ye Junlang opened his mouth to suck, reached out and hugged Mochizuki Haruka's slender waist, and then slid his hands down and grabbed it hard, and then the double dragon grasped the upward climbing peak, and it was accurately pressed on the proud peak.

Ye Junlang's performance seems to be very anxious, but the more this is, the more normal it seems, and the more common sense it is.

Although he knew that this woman had bad intentions, Ye Junlang had to praise this woman for being really very material, her figure was extremely attractive, and she felt very good under the elasticity.

Under a closer look, Mochizuki Haruka's arrogance has been kneaded into various shapes, sometimes round, sometimes flattened, and so on.

At this moment, Ye Junlang keenly noticed that a wisp of abnormal fragrance that was different from the body fragrance on Mochizuki Haruka had penetrated into his nostrils, which made the gaze in his eyes narrow slightly.

The woman began to use her means.

Ye Junlang has undergone all kinds of special training, and he himself has also shown a characteristic of immunity to *, which he estimates should be related to being carried by Old Man Ye and soaked in the medicine barrel since he was a child.

In addition, after *special training, it can be said that most of the * in this world does not have much effect on him.

But after Ye Junlang's screening, this strange fragrance is not simple*, and naturally it is not a poisonous gas, but it is a very special kind of *-phantom gas!

To put it simply, ordinary people who inhale this illusion will be insane, will have the illusion of visual and auditory hallucinations, and even worse, their spirit will be controlled.

However, in order to effectively control the spirit of the person who inhales the illusion qi, it is necessary to cooperate with a means - illusion!

At this moment, Ye Junlang had already untied the ribbon of the long skirt on the shoulders of Mochizuki Haruka, and as the long skirt slid down, a vivid snow-white delicate body appeared, which looked even more white and tender under the illumination of the light, exuding a fatal allure.

"Mr. Ye, I'll give you a spicy dance first!"

Mochizuki Haruka suddenly smiled, she gently pushed Ye Junlang away, then twisted her waist and began to dance.

At that moment, every part of her body seemed to be writhing, like a beautiful snake writhing and dancing, exuding a primitive and beautiful fatal allure.

This kind of dance is dazzling, and with the inhalation of phantom energy, it will make people's spirits confused in an instant, and they can't help but follow this dance, so that their own spirit has been completely affected by this woman.

This is not a dance in the ordinary sense of the word, but a type of illusion.

"Divine Thought School? I really didn't expect that this woman was actually a member of the Divine Thought School, but she gave me a big surprise. ”

Ye Junlang thought in his heart.

On the surface, Ye Junlang had an obsessed expression, dumbfounded, his eyes were blank, and the focus of his eyes all fell on Mochizuki Haruka, as if his own spiritual will was completely uncontrollable, and was completely dominated by Mochizuki Haruka.

In fact, Ye Junlang's consciousness is very clear, and all this is just a layer of disguise that he pretended.

Among the many schools of Dongying, the Shennian school is the most mysterious and difficult school, and it is one of the three major schools of Dongying along with the Shinto school.

The terrible thing about this genre is that it has mastered the art of illusion.

There are many kinds of illusions, ranging from psychedelic illusions that control the mental level of others, to combat illusions that act on combat, and so on.

At this moment, Haruka Mochizuki is performing psychedelic illusions.

Haruka Mochizuki had been paying attention to Ye Junlang's expression, and when she saw that Ye Junlang's eyes began to become hollow, they would only turn with her dance, and seeing that one of Ye Junlang's faces had stiffened and expressionless, like a walking corpse, she showed a satisfied smile and asked, "Is it good-looking?"

"It's good-looking!" Ye Junlang replied in a stiff tone.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it!"

"Are you the head of the dragon?" asked Haruka Mochizuki coldly.

"I'm Ye Junlang. ”

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Mentougou Village, Yashan, South China Province. ”

"What do you do?"

"I am an employee of the Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation Department of Huaguo Dongba E-commerce Group. ”

"No, you're lying, your identity is the head of the dragon, you came to Tokyo with some intentions, right?"

"I'm Ye Junlang. ”

"What is the purpose of your visit to Tokyo?"

"I came to Tokyo with Minister Fang to discuss cooperation business, I like Tokyo, I like Mr. Cang, I like Miss Mochizuki, I like Princess Tamagawa......"

Cross-examination again and again, unconsciously stiff answers over and over again.

"Give me your phone and open it. Haruka Mochizuki said.

Ye Junlang took out his mobile phone, opened it and handed it to Haruka Mochizuki.

Haruka Mochizuki looked through the call logs, messages, etc., and didn't see anything suspicious.

Mochizuki Haruka turned her eyes and saw a laptop on the desktop, she immediately asked Ye Junlang to go over and open the computer, she checked the files stored in the hard disk of the computer, with her trained Huaxia ability, what she saw was that the computer hard disk was stored with some documents about the company, and there was nothing suspicious.

Judging from these evidences, Ye Junlang is really just an ordinary employee and has no special identity.

Haruka Mochizuki is still extremely confident in her illusions, she is convinced that Ye Junlang's spiritual consciousness has been controlled by her at this time, and when she loses her self-consciousness, what she asks Ye Junlang answers is all in her heart.

"Go to bed and lie down. Haruka Mochizuki said.

Ye Junlang really walked towards the bed, and the whole person fell straight on the bed.

Mochizuki Haruka picked up the long skirt that slipped on the ground and wore it with her back to Ye Junlang, she took out her mobile phone at the same time to make a call, and after the other party connected, she said: "Young master, this Ye Junlang is just an ordinary employee." I've tried it, and he's been tricked into an illusion, and he's asked and answered, and nothing is out of the ordinary. ”

"Okay, got it. Looks like I'm overthinking. In the mobile phone, there was a cold and indifferent voice.

Haruka Mochizuki then hung up the phone, about to pull up the straps of her skirt.

She didn't notice that Ye Junlang, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, and then Ye Junlang's body moved suddenly, jumped up from the bed, and went straight to Mochizuki Chunxiang.

By the time Haruka Mochizuki noticed something abnormal, Ye Junlang's palm knife had already cut horizontally into her neck.