Xuan Feng was deeply afraid that Di Jun would go back on his word and tell the story of today, so he hurried forward and tightly grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Due to her excessive strides, she was once again involved in the bleeding wound.
The tearing dull pain spread to all limbs and bones in an instant, the pain made her face turn blue, and it took a long time for her to recover.
"I am not a talkative person."
Di Jun stared deeply at the bloodless Xuanfengqian leaning against the window sill, and responded in a deep voice.
For some reason, he was a little worried about her
At the same time, the chilly Leng Ye kicked open the door.
Xuanfeng's shallow eyelids twitched, and he turned his head slowly, looking fixedly at Leng Ye, who was standing against the light, with gloomy eyes, "What are you doing here again?"
"The deity comes whenever he wants, can you control it?"
Leng Ye glanced at Xuan Fengqian displeasedly, but saw her leaning against the window weakly, her originally slightly blunt tone softened quietly.
He went straight in, his sharp eyes patrolling the inner room several times.
After repeated searches to no avail, he asked Xuan Fengqian: "Who has been here?"
"Nobody came."
"There is a demonic aura." Leng Ye said firmly and authentically.
Xuan Fengqian thought that Di Jun had gone far away, and he didn't want to make any more troubles, so he simply kept silent.
She carefully supported the wall, fearing that if she was not careful, the wound would be involved again.
Seeing that Xuan Fengqian was always indifferent to answers in Leng Ye, his mood became more and more depressed.
He just kissed her lips and didn't force her to do anything else.
Obviously she was tolerant enough, but she still dared to get angry with him.
It's really annoying.
What made him even more depressed and indignant was that there were indeed people in the room, but she pretended not to know.
Could it be that she really had an affair with a man in this house?
Thinking of this, Leng Ye was still pale with anger.
He went straight to the couch, pointed at the crumpled quilt, and asked Xuanfengqian angrily: "Aren't you raising a man in the house behind your back?"
"A man doesn't have a good thing, is it worth my raising?"
Xuan Fengqian said so on his lips, but he didn't think so in his heart.
There are indeed very good men in this world, but it's a pity that she met a top-notch scum.
Leng Ye looked at Xuan Fengqian strangely, always feeling that she was very resentful today.
Did he ask her to provoke her?
He thought carefully about what happened in the past few hours. Apart from kissing her forcefully, he couldn't think of anything else that could make her so angry.
After pondering for a while, Leng Ye finally remained patient and asked her slowly, "What's the matter?"
"When will you let me go?"
"You just want to leave Jiuyou so impatiently?"
"yes."
Xuan Fengqian nodded heavily.
Leng Ye held his breath in his heart, unable to get up or down.
His remaining rationality told him, don't fall into her ways again.
In his previous life, he was deceived by her innocence, and he fell deeper and deeper step by step, and finally died in endless despair.
In this life, he must never repeat the same mistakes again.
But for some reason, he just couldn't control his heart, always thinking of breaking her wings and trapping her by his side forever and ever.
After a stalemate for a while, he suddenly grabbed her arm and said in a deep voice, "Do you know that this deity hates deception the most?"
"What did I lie to you?"
"This deity will give you one last chance. If you are willing to do it honestly, this deity promises not to punish you." Leng Ye said seriously.
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