Turning half sideways, Nalan Mufeng smiled evilly and glanced at Yi Xiaorou, with a light but irresistible teasing in his charming and lazy eyes.

She hated such a look, but she had no choice but to leave. If she could, she would have left long ago.

She had no chance of winning against this male demon, but she just couldn't walk. Not only the power of the netherworld, but also her physical strength was almost exhausted.

If she keeps going like this, she will really be able to report to the Palace of Hell.

What she had done just now, plus what she was doing now, how could she not know that this male demon did it on purpose, and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you ordering me?" His thin lips parted slightly, and there was no emotion or anger in his seemingly confused tone.

Yi Xiaorou's eyes showed no emotion at all, she looked at him without fear, her lips pursed tightly, Yi Xiaorou said with persevering eyes and an expressionless face, "I didn't mean that"

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He stood up quietly. Although Yi Xiaorou said that she looked nothing special on the surface, he could probably see the mockery hidden in her eyes, which were as pure as a newborn baby's.

Although his words were timid, his eyes refused to admit defeat.

Nalan Mufeng didn't need to guess to know that the seemingly well-behaved little wild cat in front of him was cursing himself in his heart.

His clean and slender fingers gently brushed away the hair in his clothes. It seemed like an ordinary action, but when he did it, it was really a disaster.

He walked towards Yi Xiaorou and leaned slightly. Due to the height difference between the two, Yi Xiaorou could see the large jade muscles on his chest. A low and seductive voice sounded from above her head, and his clean and slender fingers

Gently rubbing his jade-white chin, "Woman, um, no, heretic, what's your name?"

The strong figure overturned, as if it were enveloped by a mountain, full of pressure. He frowned, and then slowly raised his eyes.

"No need." Yi Xiaorou took a step to the side, passed him and walked directly towards the bed.

She didn't want to know Nalan Mufeng, so Nalan Mufeng didn't need to know her name.

Nalan Mufeng raised his eyebrows. He was not discouraged even after being rejected for the first time.

"Yi...Xiao...Rou..." Fenyin was just three words, but he said it slowly, with a low voice and a slow tone, which sounded like a whisper between lovers. "What a stupid name."

"..." Yi Xiaorou was speechless at the boring behavior of a certain demon king who asked questions about his secrets and showed that he was full.

Nalan Mufeng leaned forward and put his index finger on his chin, "Well, I have to say, this is the most unpleasant name I have ever heard. Especially Yi, which is unpleasant and tacky."

"……"It really is……

Raising her eyes slightly, with a little glance, Fenyin saw the low and dark light flashing by when he mentioned the word "Yi", as if he was an enemy. After thinking about it for a while, he had a calculation in his heart.

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"Bago, do you have a good relationship with that girl?" Zi Yuchen asked casually.

After a pause, Zi Ling pursed her lips, turned the tea cup in her hand carelessly, tilted her head slightly, her hair dripping with ink, and she looked quite unrestrained. She smiled and said, "Probably."

"Ah?" Zi Yuchen was stunned when he heard the answer. What does it mean?

He smiled, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and his smile was so cold that it was almost breathtaking, "We have known each other for three months, and we have been apart for ten years."

"Um..." Zi Yuchen was stunned, "Then, she is also from another world?"

"Um."

A soft sound came from outside the door, and a sharp light flashed across the slightly upward peach blossom eyes, "Who?!"

Zi Yuchen's eyebrows tightened, and he stood up and walked out the door.

Zi Ling stood up and opened the door. The girl in a pink dress at the door smiled coquettishly at him with her hands behind her back. She stretched out her hand and waved to Zi Ling, "Hi!"

Zi Ling was stunned when he saw her face clearly, then his eyes sharpened, he grabbed the wrist of the woman in his arms, tightened his hand unconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

Nalan's slender eyebrows were knitted together due to the pain, and her beautiful little face was almost wrinkled into a bun. Her clear voice was filled with grievances, "It hurts so much..."

Zi Ling paused after hearing the words, feeling a little uncomfortable in her hands. She relaxed her hands, and the cuffs fell down immediately. She saw a small red rope with a strange shape tied to her hands. Her face was no longer calm, and she pulled it off.

The red rope in the hand means the hand is stronger.

He clenched the red rope in his hand and held it up in front of her, "Where did this come from? Who are you?"

"Let me go, your scratching hurts me, let go quickly." Nalan Xianzhen, who had a wrinkled face, tried to move her hand, but found that his strength was too strong. If he hadn't let go on his own, she wouldn't have been able to shake him off.

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Zi Ling listened to her words without losing any strength in her hands, staring at her with passionate peach blossom eyes, "Answer me!"

"I am who I am! Who else can I be? Also, give it back." The free hand pointed at the red rope on Zi Ling's hand and said.

"Don't make trouble, okay? This is what my favorite Aring gave me!" After saying that, the girl's cheeks seemed to bulge in anger, and she looked really cute.
Chapter completed!