Huanchen Mandrill leaned over and kissed Feng Shuiqing's cheek softly, and said softly: "I'll talk to him for a few words, and you go back to the house and wait for me."
"good."
When the sound of her footsteps completely disappeared, Ling Ao turned around and looked into Yuan Chen Mandrill's eyes with mixed emotions. He didn't understand why this crazy man stopped him!
Are you trying to force him to ask if he has been coveting his little girl in the past five years?!
After being silent for a long time, Xuanchen Mandrill put his big palm on his shoulder and squeezed hard, "Thank you."
"No need."
Despite being shocked, Ling Ao still maintained his normal tone.
This was the first time this crazy man spoke politely to him and even thanked him?!
Ling Ao is simply unbelievable!
At first, Xuanchen Mandrill really wanted to kill Ling Ao.
When they first met, the boy had an "intimate encounter" with his little girl.
Later, when he went to the northwest to fight against the barbarians, Ren Xue mentioned in his letter that Ling Ao had an extraordinary concern for Feng Shui Qing.
In his reply, he even wrote: "If Ling Ao dares to touch Feng Shui Qing even remotely, he will be killed immediately."
However, on that New Year's Day, Ling Ao's words awakened the dreamer.
When he was at Dayao's military camp, knowing that he was about to die soon, he actually reached out to him.
In the past five years, the little girl who has been protecting him silently in the dark has never exceeded the rules.
Now that he learned that Ling Ao was stationed at the border, he understood that it was because he didn't want to see their intimacy.
Hyunchen Mandrill has personally experienced the feeling of loving without being able to protect her silently for two whole lifetimes.
This man moved him deeply.
But...the little girl can only belong to him.
Don't let anyone covet you.
The only thing he could do was to say thank you to Ling Ao.
It's the ultimate.
Seeing that Hyun Chen remained silent, Ling Ao lost his patience and did not want to meet the crazy man's eyes again.
He got on his horse and tried his best to hold back his sobs, "I'm leaving. I wish you...stay together forever."
The stern look in Xuan Chen's eyes faded a bit, and his voice remained as cold as before, "We will do it."
"drive!"
Ling Ao's back gradually faded away.
Hyunchen Mandrill stood there and stared for a long time.
The city was filled with moonlight and the sound of horse hooves.
The sound of hoofbeats sounds like fleeing, or reluctantly letting go.
Extremely sad.
The streets are clear and cold, and the snow is falling in the desert.
The goose feather snowflakes danced down from the night sky, as if they were also heartbroken by this parting, and at the same time, they obscured the back of Ling Ao's single horse.
Hyunchen Mandrill stood under the eaves, stretched out his hand, caught a few crystal snowflakes, and stared at them melting in the palm of his hand.
The liquid was freezing cold and extremely sour.
It was like tears splashing on his face.
And he... didn't shed any tears.
Returning to the house, Feng Shui Qingzheng put down his tea cup and continued to add tea.
Seeing the cute look on the little girl covering her belly with one hand and her eyebrows furrowed, Xuan Chenmand clearly understood.
He took the teapot away from Feng Shuiqing's hand, squatted down and looked up at her with a smile, and squeezed her face lovingly, "But weren't you full just now?"
"Well..." She nodded honestly, while gently sweeping away a thin layer of snowflakes from the Demon King's head with her hand, "I just took my time to pull daddy off of you, and I broke up the feast before I was full."
Hearing this, Hyun Chen couldn't help but laugh. He put her little hand to his lips and kissed her. He looked into her phoenix eyes with endearment and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."
"Ah?!" Feng Shuiqing said in surprise, "Just send Chunzao to do it for me. Besides..."
Hyunchen Mandrill leaned forward and kissed her small mouth before she finished speaking, like the gentlest beast in the world, "I want to cook it for you with my own hands, what do you want to eat?"
"Hmm... I also want to eat the scrambled egg white noodles you made! I didn't eat enough last time!"
"good."
Two quarters of an hour later, Hyunchen Mandrill returned to the house with a bowl in hand.
He picks it with chopsticks
He picked up the noodles, blew the heat away, and fed her one bite at a time just like on the eve of the decisive battle.
At that time, Feng Shui Qing knew that he was about to die after eating the bowl of Qing noodles, which made him feel bitter in his heart.
But at this moment, this bowl of clear noodles was the most sweet thing, and it was sweet from her mouth all the way to her heart.
Such a gentle devil.
The devil treats her so well.
Finally I will never leave her.
Feng Shuiqing's eyes wetted in frustration, and Hyunchen Mandrill panicked slightly, "But it's burned? I'll give it a good blow."
"No..." She put the bowl in his hand aside and threw herself into his arms coquettishly, "Devil King, wuwu... I miss you so much... When you were sleeping, I was really afraid that you wouldn't wake up...
"
"Don't cry, be good." Hyunchen Mandrill stroked her back and comforted her gently, "Everything is over. I'm sorry for making my little girl worry. From now on, I will have no secrets anymore. I will tell you everything I have.
OK?"
"Okay..." Feng Shui Qingtai said, holding the devil's face with his small hands, looking into his affectionate eyes between his hands, "Why do you always... always coax me like a child? I don't care.
Already twenty-one years old!"
Yuan Chen held her on his lap, lowered his head and kissed her carefully, "You will always be my little girl, I just want to pamper you like a child. By my side, you can be carefree, or
Acting like a spoiled brat and having a bad temper without restraint."
Feng Shui Qing's ears turned red, and the warmth of his lips made her heart tremble.
The devil's mellow voice continued during the kiss:
"When I first met you in my first life, you were six years old and I was twelve. In this life, we are also six years apart. I am older than you, and I must love and care for you. So, my little girl, just do whatever you want.
, don’t have any worries.”
"I'll spoil you rotten. If you're unruly and willful, others will hate you. Then you won't be able to run away. You'll have to be spoiled by me alone."
Hyunchen Mandrill increased the intensity of the kiss, and his soft voice just now was full of possessive desire, "And you, don't even think about running away, you can only belong to me, even if I lock you, you must be by my side.
"
"You...you are clearly a perverted possessive!"
Feng Shuiqing was kissed until her body went limp and she murmured. In a daze, she was carried to the couch by the Demon King and pressed under him.
His eyes were fiery and passionate.
Her arms could only hold on to his shoulders.
Hyunchen Mandrill pressed his lips to the corners of her eyes, and then to her earlobes. His voice was hoarse and low, "To you, I am a perverted possessive. When I die, I can push you away to protect you. When I am alive,
You can only be mine."
Her jade-like plain neck was smooth and delicate, perhaps raised high because she was lying uncomfortably.
The light in Xuanchen Mandrill's eyes froze, and now that there was no longer any coercion from Yuanying, he could finally express the apology that had been hidden in his heart...br
"That night in my previous life has always been my nightmare. I'm sorry Xiaoqing, I'm sorry."
"Well... I don't blame you, I..." Feng Shuiqing's eyes became increasingly hazy, and his arms were trembling from the heat of his chest, "Those things have passed, it's just..."
"What’s wrong with you?"
There was water flowing down from her eyes. He thought she was still concerned about that matter and quickly held her in his arms. "If you still have knots in your heart, I won't force you. Just don't cry. It's me."
not good."
"It's not because of that night, but..." Feng Shuiqing leaned against his neck, his tears were cold and slid down the Demon King's clothes, "Our child... In the previous life, our child was killed by them, that was us
's daughter."
After Feng Shuiqing regained her memory of the third life, she secretly rejoiced...
In her previous life, fortunately, that scumbag Hyun Chenan never visited her. Although she was drugged and forced, in these three lives, she was the only one who had ever lived as a demon king.
At the same time, her heart ached even more.
Hyun Chen'an and Feng Wanrou killed their child.
She watched helplessly as the poor baby died in front of her.
"Well, don't cry anymore." Hyun Chen's uneasy heart fell back into his stomach, and he was also heartbroken, "We will have a child, and that child will definitely have a good home."
"Uh-huh……"
Seeing that the little girl in his arms was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, he hugged her tighter and patted the top of her head, "Go to sleep, I'll coax you to sleep."
"Um……"
The warmth of the Demon King's embrace and the sound of his strong heartbeat always made Feng Shuiqing feel particularly at ease, but for a moment, she fell into a sweet dream.
Huan Chenzhi exited the room, closed the door softly, and turned around to see Pei Guo walking over with a letter.
"Your Highness, this is the wedding invitation sent by Blade Blood!" This chapter has been completed!