"Okay, okay, the little lady recognizes that cat, can you just make it disappear completely when you go back?"
The woman didn't want to disobey him, so she chuckled again: "You seem to be scared of the tigress at home..."
Yan Xiake's face turned cold and he said coldly: "What did you say?"
The sound was not loud, but the cold air was very strong, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees. (www
The woman was startled and realized that she had lost her words.
Blinking, her plump body pressed against his arm: "Okay, okay, I'm wrong. I'm just jealous. I obviously met His Highness first, but he was snatched away by that fierce woman." …It’s such a frightening life to live like this…”
The evil aura on Yan Xiake's body dissipated silently. He put his arms around her slender waist and kissed her on the lips: "Little jealous man, I haven't left you out in the cold either. I'll come here to feed you every three or four days... "
The woman's pretty face turned red and her eyes watered: "You... look like you are dead."
Every move she made was full of coquettishness and coquettishness.
Ye Xuanji was so disgusted by her last sentence that she got goosebumps all over her body, Hanmao automatically stood up and danced.
However, Yan Xiake smiled and tapped her pretty nose with his fingertips: "Seriously, Qing'er, has there been any movement about that person in the past two days?"
Qing'er twisted her slender waist, and Bai Shengsheng waved his hand: "Nothing big happened. I met with the Dragon Clan's envoys two days ago, and they all spoke in official language... The hatred towards the Dragon Clan is obviously not that strong anymore. "
Yan Xiake's eyes flashed and she sneered slightly: "That's good...her son is coming back, so her hatred will naturally be reduced."
His smile was a little cool and a little cold.
He pinched Qing'er's little butt and said, "Okay, you can go. If you go back late, it might make people suspicious."
Qing'er seemed to still have some unfinished thoughts, holding Yan Xiake's arm with her small hand: "Your Highness, it's still early..." winnowing drunk