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Chapter 22 He is sick

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    Between half-dream and half-awake, scenes of unsightly scenes suddenly appeared in Xuanfengqian's mind.

    She frowned lightly, and gently pushed away the mist in front of her eyes.

    Looking around, I saw the half-undressed Leng Ye hugging a woman with a graceful figure, walking towards the inner room with her legs lifted.

    "The ghosts linger!"

    Xuanfeng was light and gloomy, and he didn't expect to see him in his dream.

    She turned around angrily, originally intending to stay away from this place of right and wrong, but when the screen changed, she was pushed into the inner room by a brute force.

    "My lord, you hurt my slave."

    ?The woman who was thrown onto the couch by the cold night was full of tears, I felt pity for it.

    "Noisy."

    Leng Ye casually picked up the belt that had fallen under the couch, and bluntly gagged the woman's mouth.

    He looked down at the weeping woman from a high position, and tore off the thin cloth on her body with a "tear".

    "Well¡ª¡ª"

    The woman huddled her trembling body, and the flattery in her eyes had been replaced by bone-biting fear.

    "Why, you don't know how to serve people?"

    Leng Ye doesn't like this kind of timid woman.

    Crying and crying, it's annoying.

    If it weren't for his eagerness to vent his anger, he would never have touched her.

    Xuan Fengqian saw everything in his eyes, and his impression of Leng Ye was a little bit worse.

    She shook her head, and was about to slip out of the inner room quietly, but when she heard a "bang", the delicate woman on the bed was suddenly thrown down by Leng Ye.

    "Come here, drag her down and chop her up."

    Leng Ye pulled the woman's hair, and the veins on her muscular arms were piled up.

    "Your Majesty, I have seen nothing and know nothing."

    The woman's lips were pale, and she just kept repeating a sentence.

    If she knew that Leng Ye had that kind of hidden disease, even if she had a hundred courage, she wouldn't dare to come to serve her closely.

    Xuan Fengqian listened in a cloud, and subconsciously looked at Leng Ye who was standing in front of the bed and was furious.

    From the looks of it, he doesn't seem to have any desire?

    Or, he had already moved his desire, but his body didn't respond

    "Blind such a perfect figure in vain, how can it not work?!"

    Having learned of Leng Ye's "hidden illness" by accident, Xuanfeng tutted his tongue slightly, and his originally gloomy mood suddenly cleared up.

    "No wonder he has such a violent personality. It turns out that it is because of his physical defects."

    She casually picked up the dusty broom by the door, narrowed her eyes and aimed at the body carved out of Leng Ye's open skirt, and threw the broom over with a "swoosh".

    Unfortunately, the broom did not hit the bull's-eye as expected, but passed straight through his body and landed with a thud.

    Unwilling to be reconciled, Xuan Fengqian simply rushed forward and kicked Leng Ye violently.

    Left and right are just a dream, how to relieve the qi will come.

    The strange thing is that she just raised her leg, but she couldn't kick Leng Ye's body no matter what.

    After tossing for more than half an hour, Xuan Fengqian still failed to cause him the slightest harm.

    She was so tired that she slumped on the ground, panting heavily.

    Just when her tense nerves relaxed a little, she realized that her ankle was being wrapped around a pale hand!

    Could it be ghost hands?

    Xuan Fengqian was taken aback, and hastily withdrew his feet.

    Even in a dream, she still has some fear of ghosts.

    At the same time, Jing Zhe's anxious voice faintly came from her ear.

    "Emperor Xiantian, wake up, the Demon Lord is calling urgently!"

    "Emperor Ji? Don't miss this opportunity, the time will never come again. If you don't wake up again, it won't be so easy to go to bed when the Demon Lord changes his mind."

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