Chapter 196: Demon Lord’s Little Prisoner 11
Gu Ruojiao touched her chest: "It feels stuffy and uncomfortable here."
She looked at Mo Qingyan: "Is Jiaojiao sick, husband?"
Mo Qingyan's gaze moved down from her eyes, and finally stopped at her red lips.
Then he raised the corners of his mouth and leaned forward.
The long figure enveloped her, which was a very aggressive gesture.
"Yes, Jiaojiao is sick, and only I can cure it."
"Can my husband cure it?"
"Of course, as long as you obey me."
Gu Ruojiao nodded vigorously: "Jiaojiao is very good!"
Mo Qingyan was very satisfied with her performance.
"Does your injury still hurt?"
"It hurts!"
Gu Ruojiao lifted up her wide sleeves, revealing the whip marks inside.
The whip marks are still there, but the color is lighter.
There is a kind of sadistic beauty falling on her body, which is very beautiful.
But it wasn’t left by him!
A hint of gloom flashed in Mo Qingyan's eyes.
"Jiaojiao has been wronged. Can I take it out on you?"
Gu Ruojiao felt an inexplicable chill down her spine.
Thinking of the several times he vented his anger on himself, my hair stood up.
Fortunately, Mo Qingyan wasn't that perverted and took her to appreciate his 'masterpiece'.
He took her back to his bedroom.
"Jiaojiao's eyes are so powerful, I don't want anyone to use them in Mingcang Palace in the future."
Gu Ruojiao didn't realize what the power of his words was. She just thought he was praising herself and covered her face shyly.
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Because of Mo Qingyan’s so-called practice.
Gu Ruojiao came to see Mo Qingyan early every day.
Every time, I would take the initiative to sit on his lap and practice the exercises obediently, conscientiously and hard.
Gu Ruojiao didn't care whether he would be angry or not, she tried her best to test his limits.
She even plucked hair from the tiger's tail several times.
The canine teeth rubbed the fragile blood vessels in his neck, and if he wasn't careful, his blood would be splattered on the spot.
But Mo Qingyan didn't take this little threat to her seriously at all.
The slender fingers carelessly kneaded her ears, which felt so good.
Not sure if it was the attribute of a fox, Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but tilt her head and want to rub his palm.
But Mo Qingyan stopped pinching his ears and touched his tail instead.
"Husband, Jiaojiao is doing well?"
She clung to his neck, swishing her fox tail.
Mo Qingyan played with her tail while holding her waist with his other hand.
His front was spread out, and his Adam's apple and collarbone were slightly...
His eyebrows were casual and there was a hint of depth in his heart.
He leaned lazily against the screen, letting the people on him do whatever they wanted.
The whole person has a charming and charming beauty.
His expression was very calm most of the time, and he only occasionally supported or pressed her waist.
Or knead the peach to express it.
"Husband~" The troublemaker stopped.
It happens to be in the most appropriate position.
Then a soft and waxy voice sounded: "Why am I not good at demon power despite working so hard?"
She was troubled and touched the ears on her head.
Mo Qingyan opened his eyelids: "Why do you want to increase your demon power?"
"I don't know, I just feel that without demonic power, it would be..."
She seemed unable to think of the appropriate adjective, and wrinkled her nose in distress.
After a while, she said happily: "I will cry!"
Mo Qingyan asked: "Can you only cry?"
"Um!"
Mo Qingyan looked at her.
Indeed, such a delicate and useless little demon was really bullied and could do nothing but cry.
He stared at the position where the two of them were touching, and suddenly sat upright.
Gu Ruojiao couldn't help but hum.
Just listen to him.
"Do you want me to teach you how to fight back?"
This chapter has been completed!
