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Jing Zhe had already seen everything, so he casually said, "Don't make wild guesses about what the Demon Lord is thinking."
"There's something wrong with you."
Jing Que glanced at Jing Zhe, who was pretending to be profound, and the image of Jing Zhe and Leng Ye suddenly appearing in his mind.
To be honest, the two of them are indeed a good match.
? Leng Ye is domineering and reckless, Jingzhe is calm and gentle, one attack and one defense, complement each other
Thinking of this, Jing Que took a meaningful look at the thin Jing Zhe, and said teasingly: "Come on tomorrow, brother will give you some tonics for strengthening yang."
"do what?"
"Look at your sickly little body, can the Demon Lord enjoy himself?"
Jing Zhe was extremely ashamed and annoyed, and said angrily, "Didn't you realize that Mozun has a special heart for Xiantian Diji?"
Jing Que shook his head, and said solemnly: "What envy Tian Di Ji, from Tian Di Ji, I only believe what I see with my own eyes."
"What did you see?"
Jing Que was unrestrained, pouring out all the thoughts in his heart, "The devil has stripped himself clean, and you didn't notice it? Didn't you realize that his body has shown his love for you unabashedly? strong desire?"
Jing Zhe was speechless, and patiently explained: "The Demon Lord is clearly in love with Xiantiandi Ji. However, I guess, the Demon Lord himself doesn't know what he wants. Otherwise, he wouldn't use everything He abused her terribly."
Leng Ye listened to what the two had said, and suddenly felt a little confused in his heart.
Could it be that he really fell in love with Xuan Fengqian?
He lowered his head, looked at his tense body thoughtfully, and frowned.
No, this is absolutely impossible.
Xuan Fengqian plotted against him again and again, viciously, how could he be worthy of him?
Perhaps, he was just greedy for her body.
The more Leng Ye thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't figure out why there would always be an evocative picture of Xuanfeng's shallow apron belt accidentally slipping off in his mind.
He clearly has no shortage of women!
It doesn't have to be her.
In the huge Nine Nethers, there are a lot of women who are hotter or more cute than her.
But for some reason, his body only feels for her.
Xuan Qianning saw the cold night coming in the stars and the moon, hurriedly wiped off the mottled tears on her face, got up suddenly and threw herself into his arms.
"Your Majesty, you are finally back."
"It's only an hour's work, why are you crying like a tearful person?"
Leng Ye looked at Xuan Qianning who was crying out of breath in his arms, and said slowly: "Jiuyou's days are short and nights are long, if you are afraid of the dark, this deity will take the sky full of stars to Ziyou Palace, how about it?"
Xuan Qianning shook her head, her frail and boneless hands lightly resting on Leng Ye's chest.
She raised her affectionate eyes, fixedly looked at the handsome but unsmiling Leng Ye, and said softly: "With respect, I am not afraid of anything."
"Tell me, why are you crying?"
"If I say so, Your Majesty, don't laugh at me for being too hypocritical." Xuan Qianning sniffed, her crystal clear eyes shining like stars.
Leng Ye raised his eyebrows slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
He slandered from the bottom of his heart, since Xuan Qianning knew that he didn't like women who were too hypocritical, so what's the point?
But having said that, she is his savior after all, and he should treat her kindly.
"tell me the story."
Leng Ye turned around suddenly, and sat straddling the corner of the eaves, his sharp eyes scanned the corners of Ziyou Palace aimlessly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com