Chapter 1666 Feng Clan: Uncle Jiuhuang, are you nervous too?
"Just what?"
Feng Jiuer's crescent eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
Di Wuya didn't respond in time, but lowered his head and got closer to the little face in his eyes.
Before Feng Jiu'er was about to get angry, the man's beguiling voice sounded: "He said..." He deliberately extended the tone until his thin lips touched Feng Jiu'er's face, which was smoother than a shelled egg.
"He is being forced to marry. Unless we go back and bring him an heir this time, he will also... strike."
"Heir?"
Feng Jiuer's eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Um."
Di Wuya took a sip on her little face and said, "Girl, this matter depends on you."
While Feng Jiuer was still thinking seriously, her ears suddenly felt itchy.
She seemed to have thought of something and stretched out her hands to support Di Wuya's strong chest.
This damn touch actually made her reluctant to let go.
Feng Jiuer looked at the place she touched and took a deep breath.
She finally recovered from his temptation and raised her eyes.
She didn't know it until she looked at it, but when she looked at it, she realized that there was a fire igniting in his eyes at this moment.
Feng Jiuer slowly followed Di Wuya's gaze down to a place, and her eyes instantly widened.
"Ah..." Where did her blanket go?
In panic, she put her hands back into the water and searched randomly.
Her blanket, where is her blanket?
She and him... What Feng Jiuer didn't know was that when she let go of the blanket, the sinister Prince of War picked up the offending blanket and threw it away.
Di Wuya looked at the anxious little girl with a good expression.
Nothing makes people feel more happy physically and mentally than being immersed in such a beautiful and gentle countryside.
Unfortunately, his expression changed in an instant.
"Girl..." Di Wuya's voice was filled with a bit of bitterness.
"Ah..." Feng Jiuer whispered and suddenly let go of her hand.
She didn't mean it. She wanted to find her own blanket. She really didn't mean it.
Feng Jiuer bit her lip hard and looked around nervously.
She did something wrong and didn't dare to look at him at all.
Feng Jiuer looked around for a while and looked at the blanket floating not far away. She immediately moved her stiff body.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it."
Oh my God! What on earth did she just do?
Uncle Jiuhuang's painful look was so scary! Feng Jiuer had just pulled the blanket and put it on his body, and was about to run away.
But I didn't want to, so I was still a step too slow.
What happened to her today?
Not only is your head slow, but your actions are also slow. Is your whole body short-circuited?
Di Wuya once again took hold of his soft little hand and hugged the not so well-behaved little girl into his arms.
"Girl."
He hugged her and sat back in the pool, "You did something bad and you just want to run away?"
His arms were very strong, and even his voice was a bit deeper, as if he was venting some dissatisfaction.
"Who doesn't get away after doing bad things?"
Feng Jiuer took a deep breath before she dared to say such playful words.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let me go, I... still have things to do?"
I had thought it through before and everything fell into place.
But this was different from what she expected. At least it was a little bit of a ceremony, not so thrilling! What's more, if she angered him, would she die miserably?
No! Not today! At least, not now! "Girl."
Di Wuya lowered his head and put his thin lips next to her ear.
"I remember you asked me when we were going to get married and how was it today?"
"ah?"
Feng Jiuer blinked and shook his head fiercely, "Not today! Uncle Nine Emperors, not today!"
She's not ready yet! Really, not yet! "Why?"
Di Wuya didn't give the little girl a chance to struggle.
He seemed to be unable to wait any longer.
Feng Jiuer finally managed to break free, but when she turned around, she ran into the man's dark eyes.
She blinked and became quiet instantly.
"Girl, help me."
The man's hoarse and sweet voice reached her ears and spread to her limbs along with her blood.
He has been helping her all along, and he would give up everything for her.
And he has never had any desire or desire for her.
This is the first time he has made a request to himself. Can she refuse?
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips, took a deep breath, let go of her hand holding the blanket, leaned forward, and hugged his thin waist.
"Uncle Nine Emperors."
She called out affectionately.
Di Wuya was hugged and gently hugged the girl in his arms.
She didn't speak, and he didn't say anything.
The room was very quiet, except for the sound of the spring water and the sound of each other's heartbeats.
After a while, Feng Jiuer slowly let go of Di Wuya, raised her head and looked at him.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, let's... go to bed."
Di Wuya looked at his beloved woman, and his dark eyes lit up.
He curled his thin lips, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
He raised his head again and raised his big palm back.
The wind from his palm raised the blanket hanging not far away, and the next moment, the man was holding the woman and standing by the pool.
The two blankets that were flying just now slowly fell in the air.
Di Wuya held Feng Jiu'er with one hand, casually took a blanket and wrapped it around the little girl in his arms, and the other blanket fell on him obediently.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at those big, smart eyes, then walked out of the screen.
Coming to the bedside, Di Wuya gently placed Feng Jiuer on the bed.
His eyes were as gentle as water, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Girl, I will definitely live up to you in this life."
"Um."
Feng Jiuer pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes.
She doesn't believe that everyone in the world will not believe in him.
Feng Jiuer felt that if even the Nine Emperors Uncle would betray her, then there would really be something wrong with the world.
Di Wuya looked at that pink little face, lowered his head and came closer.
Feng Jiuer clenched her fists tightly, even her pink lips were trembling.
It was a bit sudden that she would become the Nine Emperors Uncle's woman today, but it felt reasonable.
However, I am really nervous! So nervous! So nervous! After today, will they still be the same as before?
Or will it be better than before?
Well, Uncle Nine Emperors was already very good to her, there was no need to be better.
Emperor Wuya leaned forward and lay down, bending one arm to prop up his body.
With his other hand, he caressed his slightly trembling face.
"Girl."
He seemed to be trying to suppress something, "Nervous?"
Di Wuya curled his lips slightly, lowered his head again, and tasted the sweet pink lips.
"Hmm."
Feng Jiuer shook her head, opened her eyes and looked at him.
I'm not nervous, that's a lie! It's my first time after all.
But... Feng Jiuer half-squinted her eyes, her eyes filled with a bit of joy.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you nervous too?"
After her teasing remarks, she did not forget to lightly lift her perfectly curved crescent eyebrows.
Di Wuya touched her brow to regulate her breathing, closed his eyes, and took a breath.
"My king, I am not nervous at all."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and came closer...
