Qingge was wearing Ji Yue's loose robe and leaning against the tiger-skin bed. Ji Yue held a clean cotton cloth and wiped the water stains on her hair.
Suddenly, Ji Yue put down the dense bun and leaned towards Qingge, close to her, with her forehead against her forehead. Xingwei looked at Qingge's pale face, and her heart started to hurt.
"Why do you want to come to the demon realm?" he asked.
Qingge pretended to be relaxed and said: "I miss you, I'll come."
"Don't think about it anymore."
Hearing this, Qingge's heart became slightly cold. She looked at Ji Yue coldly and said, "What you mean is that even if I know that you are in a trap and have life worries, I can only watch helplessly.
Is it? Even if you die, I shouldn't come over, right? Even if..."
The words were blocked, and Ji Yue kissed without warning. The rude and violent symbolized the man's punishment. He seemed to bite her and sucked wildly, sweeping over her territory and city.
Gradually, Qingge's already weak body became a pool of water and turned into Ji Yue's arms.
Qingge closed his eyes, stretched out his snow-white hands and climbed up to his back.
After a long time, Ji Yue let go of her, looked at her with complicated eyes, without saying a word.
Qingge bit her lips slightly, but her eyes glanced away.
Ji Yue curled her chin and forced her to face her.
Qingge frowned.
Ji Yue said: "You are not allowed to look at others, you can only look at me."
"There is no one here." Qingge said helplessly.
“That won’t work either.”
“…”
Qingge surrendered, but Ji Yue's gaze was too fierce, which made the blood in her body boil. She frowned and turned to look elsewhere.
"Am I ugly?" The man's soft voice suddenly came over. Qingge looked in surprise. Ji Yue's face was pale and her eyes were full of regret, as if she had done something vicious.
Qingge opened his mouth, but he wanted to speak but stopped.
Suddenly, Ji Yue hugged her suddenly, using all her life's strength, wishing she could be melted into her bone marrow.
The sharpened chin was pressed against her shoulder, and it felt a little painful.
Ji Yue has really lost weight.
Qingge rubbed his face, closed his eyes, his eye wings trembled slightly, and said, "I know you are angry. You blame me for going to the sea, blame me for leading out the Eight-Bone Crocodile Dragon, blame me for being injured, but what can I do?
Do? You are unconscious, and there are a few people in the lineage of the Demon King. Even if they are sincere, they are not strong enough. In addition to the waterfall, not only is the elves ready to move, but the army of the King's search is eyeing you. I don't want you to die
, I don’t want the Demon King’s lineage to fall.”
Ji Yue's body was tense, and he lowered his eyes to look at the weak beauty in front of him, and his heart seemed to be torn apart by someone.
She rarely shows such a side, even if something big happens, she will only stubbornly resist all responsibilities.
He was angry, he just felt sorry for himself and blamed himself.
When Mei Qingchen broke the engagement, he secretly swore that he would never feel sad if she was hurt again, but he felt that he was even more scum than Mei Qingchen, so he asked her to go to danger alone, and she would die for a lifetime.
But thinking that this was for him, he was excited.
Damn excitement!
Ji Yue's hand trembled and rubbed Qingge's face. The delicate touch of skin made Ji Yue's eyes dark and her throat tightened. He threw Qingge on the tiger's skin bed without any other movements, just gentle.
Kissing as if to soothe the wounded sheep.
At this moment, a messy footsteps sounded, and Di Jiujun and others rushed in without any concerns. When they saw the scene inside the waterfall, they were stunned again and looked at each other.
Ji Yue roared, and as if she had made a rice dumpling, she took a fox fur and wrapped it in Qingge, and turned around and glared at Emperor Jiujun fiercely.
Emperor Jiujun laughed dryly, rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "Well, I didn't see anything, you can continue, continue, don't stop." They were in trouble as soon as they stopped.
Emperor Jiujun turned around and left as if he had escaped. The others were also embarrassed and fled before Ji Yue became angry.
The saint smiled bitterly and was dragged away by Wuyou.
After the waterfall, there was silence again.
Ji Yue turned around and wanted to hold Qingge in her arms. She saw that Qingge's feet were scraped with a finger-long wound on her face like jade. Ji Yue's eyes tightened and her breathing was a little rapid. He rummaged through the boxes and found the best.
The medicine powder picked up Qingge's feet and sprinkled on the wound.
Qingge subconsciously wanted to pull her feet back, but Ji Yue held them hard and glared at her fiercely.
Qingge: "..."
Why do you feel that Ji Yue has a much bigger temper?
This was not the case before.
Qingge is wronged.
After sprinkling the medicine powder, Ji Yue blew the wound on Qingge's feet, then raised her eyes and looked at Qingge, asking, "Does it hurt?"
Qingge shook his head.
The wound was accidentally scraped when it escaped under the deep sea.
Ji Yue took a quilt from the end of the bed and covered Qingge's body, then took off her boots, got into the quilt, held Qingge in her arms, stroked Qingge's head, and said, "Don't do this next time."
.”
In the past two days, it was simply Lingchi.
"Okay." Qingge replied softly.
Ji Yue smiled slightly. He didn't know that even though Qingge agreed so well, she would still do this without hesitation when the situation was dangerous.
Yes, it's just not hesitating.
Because if it were him, he would be like this.
"Let's get married." Ji Yue said.
Qingge's heart seemed to stop beating, and she widened her eyes slightly, opened her mouth slightly, and stagnated.
Ji Yue lowered her head, buried her face on her neck, smelled the fragrance of her body, and her mood seemed to have improved. He suddenly licked her tender skin, Qingge was stunned, as if an electric current swept across her body,
Her body was stiff and leaning against Ji Yue, her limbs were tense.
"Rogue." Qingge stared at him.
"If you like it, you will be the throne in the future. You won't let them call me the demon king, just call me a hooligan." Ji Yue smiled harmlessly, and her face was dark.
Qingge: "..."
If she was drinking water, she would definitely spit it out in one gulp.
"It is natural for me to be a hooligan to my wife." Ji Yue said arrogantly.
"I haven't agreed to marry you yet." Qingge said quietly.
Ji Yue's face changed drastically, "Will you do that? Could it be that you want to have a baby with Wuyou?"
Qingge: "..." What did Wuyou say to Ji Yue during the two days she was away?
"Would you like it?" Ji Yue asked.
"What if I want?" Qingge asked.
"When I reappear the glory of the demon realm, I will make you the demon queen and Fengyi world." When I spoke, the man exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.
"What if you don't want to?" Qingge's eyes softened a little, and then he asked.
Hearing this, Ji Yue's body still trembled. He raised his hand and pointed his long fingers to depict Qingge's eyebrows, eyes and facial features.
Ji Yue's eyes were gloomy for a moment, and then she said, "If you don't want to, I will wait until you want to. If your heart is on other men, I will kill all the men around you and stuff my heart back to me."
The man pointed at his heart for a long time.
Qingge smiled.
Ji Yue is still domineering.
"Would you like it?" Ji Yue banged wildly.
Qingge closed her eyes, "I'm sleepy."
Ji Yue ran away wildly.
But he knew Qingge was pretending to be asleep, but he couldn't bear to wake her up.
Looking at Qingge's sleeping face, Ji Yue smiled.
If you don't want to, then I won't marry you in this life—
Qingge really fell in love with others. If he killed her man, wouldn’t she feel uncomfortable?
How could he bear to make her feel uncomfortable? (To be continued)