"Qingshang, stop it. If my father is to blame for this incident..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from below, "The Queen Mother is here!!!"
"Ha..." Qing Shang laughed suddenly, and finally put down the hand blocking his eyes. His eyes kept blinking, as if he was no longer accustomed to the light, "It's over, Wu Zhou's life... is so good."
The kid didn't understand what was going on for the first time, so he asked directly: "Did you calculate all this?"
Qing Shang shook his head, suddenly frowned, and rubbed his forehead vigorously, "I can't say that I calculated it, I should say...it's your father, His Highness the Demon King Shujue."
"What happened to your head?"
"Your Highness should ask what happened to my ear. It was injured a few days ago and I haven't bothered to treat it. Recently... the pain has become more and more severe."
The kid's face sank, "The devil world doesn't need a fox with one ear."
"Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness."
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As if he had experienced the darkest nightmare, Qianye felt that his whole heart had been burned and crushed, but he could still feel the pain.
It even felt like the two souls in the body were screaming in agony and wanted to find a place to vent, even if they blew this useless body into pieces.
The sound of the Queen Mother's arrival woke up everyone in the house and brought hope to her.
With a bang, the door was knocked open, and a figure rushed towards her. He stretched out his hands and punched and kicked the two strong men behind her. When he was supporting her, she even heard a choked voice, "Sir...
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Qianye had just regained some strength, stumbled and pushed away, bypassed Su Mu, and threw herself onto the bed.
Her body was obviously still weak and she didn't know where the divine power came from. She held Princess Xiuguo's shoulders with both hands and was able to throw Princess Xiuguo against the wall. If possible, she wished she could throw Princess Xiuguo directly.
Enter the furnace.
Ignoring the messy room behind him, Qianye hastily covered Wu Zhou's robe and hugged her into his arms. His body was trembling and his voice was trembling, "Wu Zhou..."
Amidst the noise all around, Qianye seemed to hear Wu Zhou actually laughing, a light-hearted laugh, as if he was going crazy.
"Wu Zhou, don't be like this..." Qianye gently stroked the other half of Wu Zhou's undamaged cheek. Although there were no scars, he could not count how many times he had been slapped by Princess Xiu Guo. He was swollen and swollen.
With a purple color.
She didn't know why Princess Xiuguo beat him again and again. She could only feel it at this moment, and her heart was very painful...
Wu Zhou's fingers crawled slowly, took her hand, and slowly moved it to the bottom of his body.
Through the thin robe, his hot body could almost touch the vigorously beating blood, as if it was about to burst in the next moment.
But further down, Qianye's hand was covering a soft thing, with no sign of emotion at all. This may be the reason why Princess Xiuguo was so angry that she wanted to hit him.
"...Clean." There was still a smile in Wu Zhou's thin voice, but in the next moment, his breathing suddenly became heavy and messy, and his waist arched uncontrollably.
What was soft one moment, became hard in the next moment in Chiba's palm, as hard as if it was about to explode.
Qianye cried and laughed, slowly kneading it to try to relieve him, "Should I praise you?"
The last glimmer of clarity in Wu Zhou's eyes was overwhelmed by desire, and he followed his instinct and moved closer to Qianye's arms, "Find a place... where no one will disturb you..."