Doctor Nine

Chapter 392 Great Demon King Human Sofa, Comfortable
Di Shifang was very irresponsible and said: "He? Go play."

Lu Jiuque was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Damn, it's just unreliable at critical moments!" It's better to be her big devil.

Not far away, if Gu Ming, who was on his way to death, heard these words, he would definitely vomit blood with anger!

play a ghost!
This shameless Emperor Shifang, who bullied him and injured him, even used the magical power of shrinking the ground to an inch, is it incredible that he can catch up with him? !
Gu Ming felt so bitter in his heart, but for the sake of Tianhu's inheritance, he decided not to say it, hey...

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Di Shifang carried Lu Jiuque to Xuancheng's house in Xuancheng, and the two swaggered and landed on the roof of the main hall, as if they were not worried about being found.

At this time, the entire Xuan family was caught in an unusually weird atmosphere.

Lu Jiuque held his breath, bent down quietly, and pressed his small face on the tiles burned by the sun, wrinkled his face, and remained motionless.

Di Shifang watched her "self-abuse" behavior, and pulled her up. After a few ups and downs, the two sneaked into the main hall and hid on the beam.

Lu Jiuque was both surprised and delighted, he didn't expect that he would one day become a gentleman on Liangshang, so he winked excitedly at Emperor Shifang one after another.

Seeing that this unruly little guy was about to fall, Di Shifang had no choice but to grab her into his arms and said in a low voice, "Don't move around."

Lu Jiuque nodded obediently, but it's a bit tiring to stand upright like this?

She simply moved her buttocks, found an excellent position in Di Shifang's arms, and stuffed her small body into it.

Ah... the big devil's human sofa is just comfortable.

Di Shifang's body gradually stiffened when Lu Jiuque kept wriggling.

But now, looking at her little head leaning against his chest, the tips of his ears turned crimson again.

This annoying little thing knows that he can't push her away now, so is he pushing his limits?
It's a pity that at this time Lu Jiuque focused all his energy on the people in the lobby, otherwise she would definitely find out that Di Shifang's heartbeat was abnormal.

Above the main hall, Xuan Ying, the Patriarch of the Xuan family, was narrowing his eyes coldly, staring at the young man below, and said in a deep voice: "You said, Yun Qianli offered to divorce you? Why?"

That noble man, who else could it be if it wasn't Xuan Yi that Lu Jiuque met in the forest?
Xuan Yi nodded sadly, as if he didn't want to mention it.

At this moment, a man with a handsome and elegant face, like the white snow in early winter, walked in.

His long hair was not tied up, he was dressed in a crisp white dress, his slender eyebrows stretched out, and his eyes were like beautiful jade soaked in spring water, always so warm and harmonious.

His face is not like Xuan Yi's, with stunning beauty.

But that kind of refreshing gentleness is enough to soften the time and mellow the years, the more you look at it, the more obsessed and intoxicated you are.

"Brother, are you back?" This person is the second son of the Xuan family, from Xuan Yi.

As soon as he saw Xuan Yiren, Xuan Yi's eyes burst out with strong hatred, as if his reason was going to be far away at this moment.

Originally, regarding Yun Qianli, he still hoped to preserve his family's good impression of her, and then it would be easier for him to marry her into the family.

And now, with the anger engulfing his sanity, there is only one voice in his head...

He is going to win!
He is going to win!
(End of this chapter)