Ming Yihan, who was lying on the bed, took his movements into his eyes one by one, looked at the surprise and surprise on her face, and her ice-like face showed a hint of helplessness, and she saw it.

"What is this? Why is it so strange? This part is actually cold." Zhiyan asked in surprise, looking up, her misty eyes facing Ming Yihan's.

"The secret of the demon clan has been imprinted on me since he was born." Ming Yihan looked at her for a moment without any concealment. Because of this, he has been in various persecutions and attacks since he was a child, step by step, step by step to the position of the Demon Emperor.

This tattoo made him gain a powerful position that everyone envied, and at the same time made him lose everything.

"Since that's the case, why do you want to tell me?" Zhiyan asked in surprise. Since it was the secret of the demon clan, why did he know it?

"About this tattoo, the man saw it and the woman saw it... I can't bear to kill you, so I'll take you as a demon concubine." Ming Yihan pulled her body upwards, forcing her to look at her, her voice was low, with a hint of oppression.

Zhiyan shook all over and felt chill in her heart. No way... Is there any such statement?

"Hehe, you're joking, are you?" Zhiyan curled her lips and pulled out a dry smile.

"Do you think I'm a joke? Or is it that my devil emperor, who ran to the world so bored and turned to the little girl to joke?" Ming Yihan was approaching, and his scorching breath was sprayed on her face. The elegant and pleasant smell filled the space, wrapping her whole body.

Zhiyan breathed for a while, looking at the unconcealed passionate love of the blue eyes, she felt her heart beating wildly.

The little man subconsciously pressed his chest to prevent him from approaching. However, her little force was completely sank to the sea and did not work at all.

His little face was slightly embarrassed and he lowered his head awkwardly. Is he confessing? He was vague, who is like him?

"Xiao Yan'er, look at me." Seeing that she wanted to escape again, Ming Yihan frowned slightly, stretched out his big hand with clear joints, and gently lifted her chin, "If I say, I want you to be my demon concubine, would you like?"

The dark blue eyes were like a sea, with deep passion, ripples, and the slightly closed sword eyebrows showed their seriousness and uneasiness. The ice-like face changed from the usual indifference and arrogance dyed with a strong expectation. Looking deeply at the little woman in front of her, she was reluctant to integrate her into her love sea.

The thumb, which was placed on her chin, rubbed unconsciously, occasionally touching her tender and seductive lips, scented with a faint fruity fragrance.

"What's wrong with you today?" Zhiyan frowned and asked suspiciously. It was really just because she saw his tattoo, so she became his demon concubine?

"Don't get out of the topic, I know you understand. You are different from ordinary children, or you can't be considered a normal child at all. You are very special, I like it--" Ming Yihan's sword eyebrows tighter, his voice paused for a second, and finally he said that he liked it, and his metallic voice had a hint of strangeness.

After living for ten thousand years, this was the first time he said such things to someone. He wanted to trap someone and tie her to her forever. The feeling was very strange and strong!

Zhiyan's body stiffened, her mouth opened in surprise, her chest suffocated, and a bang, and something seemed to explode in her mind, and it was blank...

I like……

He actually said he liked her, how could he say it, although she always knew...

"Yan'er." A deep murmur, as if the call from the soul, made her whole heart numb. At this moment, Ming Yihan was gentle, affectionate, and burning with passion like a fire.

"We are not suitable." Zhiyan shook her head. She was almost about to fall into his deep affection. Although he was handsome, strong, and had a lot of gold, she did not have the confidence to hand over herself to him.

Men can say they like different women, but once a woman is moved, she will never be doomed. She will never be as stupid as she was in her previous life and will give herself stupidly to a man. She has hands and feet, and she can live a good life alone. Why do you have to be sad for a man?

Subconsciously, she felt that men would only bring sadness to women. Perhaps because they were hurt too deeply in their previous life, they were firmly engraved into her soul. Once mentioned, it would seem like the scar was opened and the pain was once again.

Zhiyan's eyes were out of focus, her little face was stained with a hint of pain, and her whole body was filled with grief. Her little hands tightly held his clothes, just like a drowning person holding the last straw tightly.

Don't have feelings, she never trusts any man again, and don't make two mistakes on the same thing.

"Yan'er?" Ming Yihan's eyes changed and he looked at the trembling person worriedly. What's wrong with her?

Why did you look like this suddenly?

"No, men are all bad guys, I will never believe it anymore, I don't believe it..." Zhiyan shook her head randomly, falling into painful memories.

The night before the wedding, she lay in his arms and slept sweetly. It was the first time she allowed others to enter her room, even though he hinted it many times.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found that he had left. The safe in the room was wide open, and the drawers and counters were all over the place. Jewelry and money were all there, but what was lost was all the information of the Leng family and company data, as well as a new drug that she had worked hard for five years, the type of drug that had been signed and had not yet been released.

When she walked out of the room, she saw the extremely corruption in the living room. A man and a woman were naked, performing restrictive actions. The man's roar and the woman's lewd smile. Everything hit her heart hard...

I was gentle and doting to her the moment before, but the next moment I stabbed her hard in the heart. My beloved boyfriend and my beloved sister, how sarcastic and ridiculous...

"Why, why do you want to do this? Why do you lie to me?" Tears overflowed, and the emotions that had been suppressed could no longer be restrained. Zhiyan nested in Ming Yihan's arms, constantly pounding his chest, shaking his body, like a wounded little beast, lonely and sad.

Listening to the rebukes, Ming Yihan's heart shrank suddenly, as if he was being grabbed by one hand, and it was so painful.

Who, who is lying to her? Who, who makes her so sad?

His eyes darkened, and his vortex surged, and his face showed murderous intent. No matter who he dared to hurt Xiao Yan'er, he would have to die.

Ming Yihan put one hand on her waist and the other on her waist, pressing her tighter into her arms, as if to give her some comfort.

Finally, he sighed, and gently tapped her back with his big hand. Zhiyan, who was crying sadly, softened her body and fell asleep immediately.

He had never comforted anyone, and he didn't know how to stop crying. Perhaps sleeping was the best way. When she woke up, he would ask slowly.

He moved Zhiyan, who was lying on her body, wiped the tears from her chest with her clothes, and finally hugged her into her arms.

The night passed quickly. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning spread on earth, Zhiyan on the bed finally woke up, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her eyes, her head was as muddy as she could not remember anything.

"Wake up." A thick and magnetic voice sounded in my ears. Zhiyan was startled, but she saw Ming Yi's handsome face magnifying in front of her eyes.

"Uh, why are you here?" Zhiyan was stunned. Why did he run to her bed again?

"It seems that you have forgotten what happened yesterday. Who is the man who hurt you?" Ming Yihan raised his sword eyebrows slightly. After waiting all night, he just wanted to hear who the man who hurt her. He always felt that her identity was not as simple as it seemed. It seemed that he would check it carefully when he went back this time.

"Uh, what are you talking about?" Zhiyan blinked.

"Did you forget it? Last night, you were crying very sad because of a man." Ming Yihan turned his body and immediately pressed Zhiyan under him. He asked with a burning look. Binglan's eyes were stained with two small flames, and he felt very delicious.

According to Xiao Yan'er's temperament, most people don't take it seriously at all, and the man who hurt her seems to have a very important position in her heart.

If he had known, he would have to destroy the hateful man.

After he reminded him, Zhiyan finally remembered what happened yesterday. He confessed to her, triggering the scars hidden in her heart, and then she cried heartbrokenly...

After so long, she was still sad for that man. She was indeed very backboneless.

The corners of his lips curled up and a hint of bitterness was pulled out, and the eyes were filled with self-deprecating.

Seeing her look, Ming Yihan's brows frowned again, and he felt unhappy, "Tell me, who hurts you? Also, don't show such a smile again, it makes people feel distressed!"

Ming Yihan said it directly to her without hiding his thoughts.

He likes to see her laugh, look weird and quirky, with a small abacus in his heart, instead of his lifeless, decadent and powerless expression now.

Zhiyan was slightly stunned. Listening to his words of care, a warm feeling surged in his heart. Will her look make him feel distressed?

"I don't care who you are, no matter where you come from, I only know that you are the wife I, Ming Yihan, identified in this life, and will kill whoever bullies you." Ming Yihan narrowed his eyes slightly and announced domineeringly, his face as ice and snow was stained with a heart-pounding majesty.

Zhiyan's whole body was shocked, and his eyes as clear as water showed a look of astonishment. Did he know?

Could it be that he saw that he was possessed by the soul?

"You..." Zhiyan raised her head and just spit out a word, and she felt her eyes dark. Her mouth was blocked instantly. The breath of his own nose filled the tip of her nose, and a wild kiss came overwhelmingly.

Not as gentle as before, this time it was fierce and rough, with some venting meaning, the force on her body increased, and Ming Yihan's eyes became deep like the sea, biting and sucking, and finally her mouth was pried open, her big tongue drove in, hooking her, sweeping wildly in her tender mouth.

Zhiyan's eyes widened, her breathing became rapid, and the stinging pain hit her nerves. Just as she couldn't help but want to exhale the pain, her sweeping tongue suddenly stopped and became gentle.

Little by little, as if I was savoring the delicious food, my face was red and I couldn't breathe.

With his lips parted, Ming Yihan looked at the little man beneath her who was about to faint from being kissed by her.

"My first kiss was given to you, the second, third and now it's all yours, so you have to be responsible for me." Ming Yihan looked at Zhiyan, and his snow-like face was dyed with a hint of crimson, and he said in a dull sense.

"Puchi..." Hearing his words and looking at his expression, Zhiyan immediately sprayed... a smile as bright as a spring flower in her little face made Ming Yihan lose his mind.

"Big!" Just as Ming Yihan was stunned, Zhiyan suddenly leaned over and kissed him hard on the lips, "From now on, you will be my man. Why do you have to be a woman like a demon concubine? A man can do it too. You are the Demon Emperor, and I am still a demon doctor." Zhiyan muttered, smiling with her eyebrows and eyes curled.

Ming Yihan was stunned by her initiative. She actually kissed him on the spot?

It seemed like she had just met. At that time, she was naughty and cunning, liked to light fire on him, liked to cry and make a fuss at him, deliberately attracted his attention, and before she could be happy, she was immediately hit by her words.

Let him be her devil emperor?
Chapter completed!