Chapter 1665 Phoenix Clan Chapter: Speak up if you have something to say!
The man's whole body was covered with nothing but a piece of cloth wrapped around his waist.
His strong arms, chest muscles, even abdominal muscles, and long legs were all fully displayed in front of his eyes.
"Nine, Uncle Nine Emperors, you..." Feng Jiuer swallowed hard.
Di Wuya curled his lips slightly, and deliberately slowed down his pace under his woman's hot gaze.
However, on weekdays, he could only walk across the pond in three steps, but he could only take six steps at most.
Feng Jiuer stared at the approaching man for a moment. She didn't want to look at him, but her eyes kept moving.
Uncle Jiuhuang's appearance is the best in the world, and she also knows his figure.
But when he appeared in front of her so boldly, she even forgot about her fear.
With this figure, if you were to stop in a public area in modern times, you would be able to captivate a large number of people.
In this situation, Feng Jiuer felt that her body was getting hotter and hotter, which could even be described as boiling hot.
Di Wuya thought that he would definitely be kicked out, but to his surprise, not only did this girl not do so, she also looked at him with a different look.
He was pleased by the little girl's behavior.
"Girl." Di Wuya came to Feng Jiu'er, bent down slightly, and got close to her big misty eyes.
"Like... watching?" He frowned, his voice extremely beguiling.
"Gulu" Feng Jiuer swallowed hard again.
Uncle Nine Emperors, how are you... tempting?
Di Wuya looked at this cute and greedy little white rabbit, curled his lips again, lowered his head and came closer.
The little girl, who is as white as fat, becomes transparent and charming in the bathtub.
This time, he didn't want to let the little girl escape.
"Girl." The man's hot breath fell on Feng Jiu'er's face.
She was slightly shocked and blinked her big, watery eyes.
"The second brother said that he was urged to get married every day, and he asked us... to go back this time and bring him an... heir."
"Heir...heir?" Feng Jiuer looked at Di Wuya's seductive eyes for a moment.
What happened to her today?
It seems that I really miss him, very much, very much.
So much so that she couldn't even hear clearly what he said, let alone when she started to be held in someone's arms.
Di Wuya nodded lightly, looked at her tender and tender lips, and lowered his head to capture them.
But unexpectedly, a sudden burst of dazzling red appeared in his eyes.
Di Wuya's handsome thick eyebrows frowned, and he immediately let go of Feng Jiu'er.
"Girl, you..."
Feng Jiuer's nose itched and she finally reacted.
She wiped the nosebleed that flowed from her nostrils very quickly, and suddenly pushed the man holding her away.
"Di Wuya, you bully me!"
Feng Jiuer hugged the blanket, turned around, and threw herself to the opposite side of the pool.
She wrapped herself in a blanket, wiped her unhappy nose, and turned back to glare at Di Wuya.
"Girl, I don't have one!" Di Wuya's hoarse voice sounded.
This girl also has a fatal temptation for him.
The man leaned forward and was already in front of the girl.
"Girl." His tender eyes had already become fiery.
Feng Jiuer turned aside and avoided his touch.
Uncle Nine Emperors, bully her! Otherwise, why would she have a nosebleed?
This man is so evil.
It was the first time that Feng Jiuer saw a handsome man, and it was embarrassing to see a nosebleed!
She must be angry, otherwise she wouldn't be so embarrassed, she must be just angry.
"Don't come here!" Feng Jiuer went to the other side of the pool, still staring at him defensively.
But what she doesn't know is that every move she makes, even her complaining voice and rapid breathing, are also affecting the man's soul.
"Girl." Di Wuya turned around, leaned back, and did not come closer.
"Come here." He looked at her and his expression became serious.
"But!" Feng Jiuer wrapped herself tightly.
Fortunately, she prepared a blanket in advance, otherwise the two of them...
Feng Jiuer glanced at the spring water unconsciously, immediately closed her eyes and tilted her head.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, are you wearing..." pants?
Feng Jiuer couldn't say the last two words.
My face is burning, my whole body is burning!
She actually had a nosebleed just now looking at the handsome man, woohoo...he will be famous for a lifetime!
"Girl, come here and check, so you can find out?" Di Wuya's thin lips curled up, his eyes full of evil.
Feng Jiuer bent her legs and buried her head as low as possible.
Her pair of dark and shiny eyes stared intently at Di Wuya.
"You go out first. I'll be fine soon. I'll wash you off later."
She had already identified this man, but how could he be like this?
If she comes in at this time, isn't she taking advantage of others' danger? Will she be able to take a good bath in the future?
"Girl, come here!" Di Wuya spoke again, with a hint of command in his words.
"I promise that I will not do anything to you?"
"Of course..." The evil charm appeared in his eyes, "If you are willing, I welcome you at any time."
"Di Wuya." Feng Jiuer stared at him, frowning.
"Call Nine Emperors Uncle." Di Wuya raised his white, strong, and slender arms and placed them on the cobblestones on both sides of the pool.
This lazy posture was so ghostly that it almost made Feng Jiuer dizzy.
She took a breath to make sure she didn't have another nosebleed.
"It wasn't because of you that I... cough... accidentally hurt my nose today, which is why it bleeds."
She seemed to feel better after deceiving him like this.
Does she want to admit that she was dazzled by his beauty?
As soon as Feng Jiuer finished speaking, a strong breath of male hormones rushed towards her face, surrounding her tightly.
"Di Wuya, I..."
Just as Feng Jiuer raised her eyes, a long arm hugged her over.
"Where is it hurt?" His voice, like the sound of nature, fell on her face.
That handsome face magnified in her sight.
Feng Jiuer took a deep breath and closed her eyes tightly.
She now only has one blanket covering her whole body. It's not that she can't resist, but it's very inconvenient.
The man's warm fingertips gently stroked her face.
"Where is it hurt?" he asked tenderly again.
Feng Jiuer grabbed the blanket with one hand, held his arm with the other hand, and pushed him hard.
"I'm fine, Uncle Nine Emperors, let me go first, we are here now, it's very embarrassing!"
Di Wuya still held her head, and he could completely ignore the force she exerted on his arm.
"Are you really okay?"
"It's okay!" Feng Jiuer opened her eyes and met his gaze, "Let me go! If you have something to say... say it carefully!"
"Jiu'er." Di Wuya's arms went down and suddenly tightened, hugging his weak body tightly.
"There's a letter from my second brother." He put his chin on her head and said softly.
Feng Jiuer blinked, walked away from him for a moment, and looked up at him.
"How? What did he say?"
"Everything is fine." Di Wuya lowered his eyes and looked at his girl, "It's just..."
