In the garden, the young man used his arm as a pillow, and his black hair was scattered on his arm, covering half of his face. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. At the corner of his narrow eyes, a drop of crystal could be faintly seen under the moonlight.

Suddenly a shadow fell over his face, and a white and delicate hand fell on his face, brushing away the black hair that covered his face. He slightly bent his index finger to wipe away the drop of crystal for him, and sighed softly, "It turns out to be you.

Wipe away my tears. Now, it’s my turn. Aling, I won’t let you get hurt again. I have said before that I can protect you. Soon, as long as some time passes, I will

Let those who hurt you pay the price they deserve!"

After finishing speaking, Guangxiu moved slightly, and the young man lying on the table disappeared. In the quiet room, on the folded bed, the young man was lying quietly here, with the quilt spread flatly over him.

In the garden, there was only a table of wine glasses and jade pots, accompanied by the night breeze.

When the sky turns white, the night will pass like that.

Yi Xiaorou felt as if there was a furnace next to her, and her long eyelashes moved slightly, and her wrists moved slightly. However, she found that all the daggers in her sleeves were missing. She opened her eyes suddenly, and on the side of her head, as expected, she saw a monster face.

So close.

She moved her body slightly to the edge of the bed, and felt that her waist was suddenly restrained. A warm temperature came from her waist, which was like a big heater for her body that had been cold for a long time.

Yi Xiaorou had already guessed the other person's identity without seeing his face. In fact, in the dozen or so years of her life, she had only recently met such a shameless person.

Yi Xiaorou looked into his twinkling eyes and said in a cold voice, "Take it away."

Seeing her like this, the corners of Nalan Mufeng's cool and thin lips curled up slightly. He originally didn't like to contact others, but he just adhered to the "good" nature of "the more others hate what he does, he will do what he does." Yi Xiaorou became more and more

If you resist, he will become more persistent.

His big hands tightened around her waist, and he leaned forward. His free hand held her chin, and his face came closer. His warm breath sprayed on her face, and his charming voice was full of bewitchment.

, "You don't seem to like me very much?"

Yi Xiaorou felt a pressure on her body. Listening to Nalan Mufeng's coquettish words, displeasure flashed through her eyes. She said, "No, it's disgust."

His face moved a little closer to hers, almost touching her, "But, I found that I am very interested in you."

Yi Xiaorou felt the warm breath on her face, and the annoyance in her heart almost overwhelmed her reason, making her unable to control her urge to rip off the other person's head.

However, she is self-aware after all, and she is no match for him now.

"It has nothing to do with me." Yi Xiaorou pursed her lips, and the pressure on her body became heavier. She even breathed heavier.

"Well..." He pursed his lips as if he was thinking, "It's such a ruthless and indifferent answer. I'm not very satisfied with it." There was a lot of teasing in his eyes.

"What does it have to do with you!" Yi Xiaorou's tone was still cold, and only she knew in her heart that she was swearing.

I just always maintained good self-cultivation, so I changed the sentence "None of your business" into "None of your business."

He smiled, "No, no, no, this has a lot to do with me. You are my future demon queen, how can it be irrelevant?"

That evil face is getting closer, and even closer, you can kiss it.

Yi Xiaorou lowered her eyelids. Even when he said such words, there was no expression of any emotion on her face.

In fact, I have already silently recited Silly 13 in my heart.

The more indifferent Yi Xiaorou was, the more Nalan Mufeng wanted to tease her.

Tsk tsk tsk, if you were an ordinary person, after hearing what he said, you would probably stick to him directly. Not to mention his noble status after the devil world, just his handsome face that is angry with both humans and gods is enough to make people crazy, but she is better, with a dead face.

, as if Nalan Mufeng owed her something.

Nalan Mufeng was secretly amused in his heart, but there was a look of pride on his face, "Let me guess, you heretic is not happy and ashamed when you hear that you can become the queen of the devil. You are happy that you can become the queen of the devil despite your humble status, and you are ashamed of your identity.

It’s hard to be the queen of a world." He said to himself.

Yi Xiaorou lightly raised her eyes and said, "Open it."

Nalan Mufeng raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

Yi Xiaorou took out her hand that was not restrained by him, stretched out her index finger, and pointed it directly at Nalan Mufeng's heart. She said nothing and stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes, her meaning obvious.

He raised his eyebrows, moved his fingers down from where her chin was, and placed them on her neck. "In these six realms, I have never been threatened."

His long and narrow phoenix eyes were as dark as night, condensed like a violent storm, and his cold and murderous intent was revealed.

At this moment, he was like Shura who came from hell, completely different from the one he was teasing just now.

There was no fear in Yi Xiaorou's eyes. Her slender white fingers condensed a faint white mist, turning into a wisp of thin ice. It wrapped around the slender fingertips and directly penetrated his black robe made of thousand-year-old silk, pressing against him.

On the chest, if you take off your robe, you will definitely see blood red on the chest.

The coolness coming from his chest made Nalan Mufeng slightly stunned. He lowered his head and felt a pain in his chest, and his eyes were so cold that they could freeze.

As soon as he took away the big hand that was holding Yi Xiaorou's neck, Yi Xiaorou found it difficult to breathe and her face turned red. However, her eyes showed no sign of softness and she looked at him coldly.

Nalan Mufeng's hand tightened a little, and her hand moved deeper into his chest.

She can be controlled by him because of her lack of strength, but she also has a bottom line.

Yi Xiaorou is so sensitive. Nalan Mufeng's eyes clearly treat her like a pet. Yi Xiaorou hates this kind of conceited look.
Chapter completed!