Alluring kisses were overwhelming, mixed with disordered breathing, hitting Long Jiuer's cheek. She felt a burning sensation on her face, as if she was being burned by hot water, and she quickly pushed him away.

She breathed heavily, but she didn't dare to let him see that she was nervous. Then she quickly put on her pink clothes, took Qingcheng's hand, and said affectionately: "I'll have dinner with you, let's go."

Her look was more like a wife acting coquettishly towards her husband.

Qingcheng was strangely pulled by her and walked out. The blue brocade robe wrapped around his slender and straight body, overwhelming all living beings.

Long Jiu'er pulled him and walked in front of him. The surging halo in his hair made him almost crazy, as if they had been so intimate in the past.

He pulled Long Jiu'er, held her in his arms, and looked at her steadily: "Long Jiu'er, have I forgotten something?" Qingcheng blinked her eyes, and after a while she finally asked the question in her heart.

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"Yes, you forgot about me, completely." Long Jiuer saw that Qingcheng was no longer so repulsive to her. She held his hand a little tighter, and tears were about to fall from her eyes.

Teng She happened to see this scene when she was walking along the corridor. She followed Qingcheng's footsteps. Just when Qingcheng was talking to Prime Minister Turtle and Fairy Octopus about Palace Master Cheng Min, Teng She was listening in the dark.

It’s on.

"Your Majesty the Dragon King, don't listen to this demonic dragon's nonsense. She is the wife of Demon City, and she has come specifically to seek your position as the leader of the Dragon Clan in the Four Seas." Teng She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Qingcheng, with a dangerous look in her eyes.

Charming.

"Oh? Really? Fairy Teng She, how did you know?" Qingcheng pinched Teng She's chin with two fingers and said frivolously, lowering her head so low that she almost kissed Teng She's lips.

"Dragon King, how are you?" Teng Snake dodged away from Qingcheng's arms and looked at Long Jiu'er triumphantly.

"Your Majesty, if Teng She said this, please calm down and don't blame Grandpa Turtle and Sister Octopus." Teng Snake Yingying fell to the ground, her body as soft as a ball of cotton.

There was a hint of cold smile in Qingcheng's eyes. He leaned over to help Teng She up, hugged him tightly in his arms, and looked back at Long Jiu'er: "Teng She, tell me, what on earth did this woman do?

What happened?" Qingcheng narrowed her eyes, her eyes already filled with a small fire.

"Actually, Prime Minister Turtle and Fairy Octopus just now lied to you. Palace Master Cheng Min is already dead. They said that Palace Master Cheng Min was being tortured in hell just to prevent you from being sad." Teng She hugged Qingcheng.

On the neck, he spoke warmly and softly, with a pitiful tone.

"What, what did you say? Say it again!!!" Qingcheng was furious. He had forgotten that Cheng Min had harmed his beloved woman. He remembered that when he was a child, in the Dragon Palace, Sister Cheng Min was the best to him.

Yes, she loved to smile at him and said, Brother Qingcheng, will you still play with your sister when you grow up?

Qingcheng was still a child at that time. He would always run to Cheng Min with a sweet voice, hold Cheng Min's hand, which was also not very big, and said that Qingcheng would always play with his sister. He was just like his sister to Cheng Min.

Such respect and love, but Cheng Min misunderstood.

When he grew up a little, he became the Dragon King and gained majesty. He became cold and no longer got close to anyone except his beloved woman Long Jiu. But at this moment, Teng She said that Cheng Min was dead, and he still accepted it.

No.

"She was the one who killed Sister Cheng Min..." Teng She pointed angrily at Long Jiu'er and complained with tears in her eyes. That look only made people feel sick.

But when Qingcheng looked at Long Jiuer, her eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger, as if she wanted to swallow her whole...

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It’s thundering and it’s raining. I’ll bookmark it and recommend it. **** In addition, Lalan has two updates every day, once at twelve o’clock and once at seven o’clock in the evening. Whoever dares to say that there is even one update, beat her pp**
Chapter completed!