"I didn't provoke him." Jiu'er suddenly felt a little hurt by Jiuhuangshu's responsibilities.
She knew that he was in a bad mood, and she also knew that his heart was heavy.
Mu Mu turned out to be his biological brother, but he had no reservations about attacking him at that time.
In the end, it turned out that in order to save himself, this brother who was both an enemy and a friend not only got hit by Elder Shi's sword, but also received a knife from him.
How powerful the Ninth Prince's sword was! He didn't kill him immediately because he showed mercy.
But no matter how merciful he was, he still hurt Mu Mu and his flesh and blood brother!
The third prince is no longer here. Now, the person closest to Uncle Nine Emperors in the world is Mu Mu, but he hurt him with his own hands!
The pain in Uncle Jiuhuang's heart could not be suppressed even with his usual coldest iceberg face.
He's in pain, isn't he?
"Uncle Nine Emperors... Yeah! Be gentle...Uncle Nine Emperors, I know you feel uncomfortable, but..."
"Then let me vent my anger and stop talking."
He felt uncomfortable, he had never felt so uncomfortable before!
Throwing Feng Jiuer on the bench, he pressed down with his heavy body and tore off her top.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." Jiu'er knew that if she really wanted to get along with him, so what if she vented her anger to him at this moment?
However, after venting his anger, will Uncle Nine Emperors really feel better?
He was afraid that after he calmed down and faced Mu Mu again, his heart would feel even more painful and uncomfortable.
"Uncle Nine Emperors..." The fragile skin was scratched by his lips and teeth, and it hurt! Jiu'er could only bite his lips and close his eyes.
If this makes Uncle Nine Emperors happier, then... let him.
Her heart was also very sad, both for Mu Mu and Uncle Nine Emperors.
Suddenly I really wanted to do something, as long as it could make Uncle Nine Emperors happy.
He lifted up her skirt, and Feng Jiuer did not refuse. Instead, she reached out and held Zhan Qingcheng's neck.
She just had a small request, a weak request: "Uncle Nine Emperors, let's go next door."
My head hurts very much, it hurts all the time, but I don’t want to tell Uncle Nine Emperors about my headache in such an atmosphere.
Although they were only separated for two days, it felt like they had been separated for a century.
Uncle Jiuhuang is emotionally moved now, and his whole person is so excited. If he is asked to stop now, he will definitely feel uncomfortable.
But Feng Jiuer just bit her lip hard, trying hard to ignore the pain.
Zhan Qingcheng didn't notice anything strange about her because she concealed it so well, and because the shock tonight made him completely forget that she still had the Heartless Gu.
However, Jiu'er's words made him cool down a lot.
They go next door just because...there are other people here.
That was not someone else, but his brother, the brother who was stabbed by him and is still unconscious!
The blazing fire on Zhan Qingcheng's body was mostly extinguished at once because of her slight words.
Without looking back, he knew that on the bed not far away, his brother was lying there, injured and had not woken up for a moment.
His younger brother also deeply loves this girl...
He tightened his long arms and held her tightly in his arms. The heat in his heart had not yet subsided, but his reason had returned.
His hot lips were close to her ear, and Uncle Nine Emperor's voice was hoarse and full of seductive magnetism: "I... don't want to give you up to anyone!"
Feng Jiu'er's heart moved, and she hugged him tightly subconsciously: "Jiu'er... Jiu'er doesn't want to be let out by you either."
He pressed hard, almost rubbing her into his body.
Two people, their clothes were messy, sitting on a bench, he hugged her tightly, Jiuer just nestled in his arms obediently, listening to his strong heartbeat, smelling the pleasant smell on his body
The breath of nostalgia.
I really want time to stop at this moment forever, the two of us hug each other tightly and never separate again.
If someone had asked her in the past how she felt about Uncle Nine Emperors, she really didn't understand and wasn't sure.
But now, if anyone still asks her what she means to Uncle Nine Emperors, then she can tell everyone loudly that no matter what she feels or what she means, she just wants to hold his hand and grow old together.
It's a feeling of destiny. Maybe she didn't come to this era for no reason. Maybe she came here just to meet the Nine Emperors Uncle, to... be with the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Jiuer buried his face in Jiuhuangshu's chest. During the tug just now, Jiuhuangshu's clothes were opened. Now, his muscular chest is so clear.
She smelled his breath and kissed the muscle texture on his chest, not wanting to let go, and even seemed to sink under him.
I finally understood why so many women fainted to death out of surprise and excitement when they saw the Nine Emperors Uncle.
If she continued to be so close and continued to be held and kissed by him, Feng Jiuer would suspect that she would faint because she couldn't breathe before the moment it really happened.
She really liked this man, the cold charm that he exuded, and his domineering attitude that invaded everything when he was wild.
I like his strong arms that lock my body tightly in his arms.
She liked his hot lips and teeth, chewing every corner of her body.
I like the way the hot sweat drips from his forehead when he is emotional.
I like it very much, I really like it, I really like this man who is unique in heaven and earth, and extremely beautiful!
The two beating hearts seem to be tightly stuck together. Although they have not yet possessed each other, they are already inseparable.
She wanted him so much, she wanted to leave everything behind, just fall into the arms of Uncle Nine Emperors, and just want to be with Uncle Nine Emperors.
I really want to miss him so much, I really want to never leave his arms, I really want to cling to him like this for the rest of my life...
No! No! My head hurts! As long as I think about the goodness of the Nine Emperors Uncle, as long as I have feelings for the Nine Emperors Uncle, my head hurts very much!
Feng Jiuer held her hand so hard that her nails almost dug into her flesh. The stinging pain made her head feel a little better.
Don't think about the beauty of Uncle Nine Emperors, you can't think about it, it will hurt like hell when you think about it.
She has had two calls tonight, and if the pain continues, it will really kill her!
Even if your internal strength has become much stronger recently, you can't toss it like this, or it will really cost you your life.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhan Qingcheng's restlessness was finally suppressed. He lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl in his arms, his big palm sliding across her petite face.
"I am willing to wait until the day I actually marry you, and then I will tear you to pieces!"
Feng Jiuer's whole body trembled slightly, and she finally suppressed the hot breath, which suddenly came back because of his explicit words.
