My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

Silver Moon's eyes suddenly lit up.

The wine of the best sword in the world can strengthen your muscles and bones and help you practice. There is no way to ask for it.

This is what these little demons who have poor qualifications and can only rely on the seven emotions and six desires of mortals need.

There is no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I'll listen to my sister." He looked at the girl with a look that was a little obsessed.

There is no one in the world who does not love profit.

Yan Conling was a little funny, and then thought of Lou Qixue inexplicably. He looked like this when he looked at himself, and even more so, but when he approached her, his only purpose was her...

Thinking of this, she waved her hands and said, "Then you go out first."

Yinyue was stunned, and her eyes subconsciously fell on the motionless Demon King...

I understand.

When exiting, don't forget to close the door behind you.

The room became quiet again, and only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard. Yan Conling put one hand on the demon-binding rope, the contrast between white and bright red was sharp.

"Did you hear everything clearly? Have you calmed down?"

She had a beautiful face that reminded people of soft flowers in the wilderness. Those eyes, which are as green as apricots, are non-aggressive, innocent and harmless when facing each other head-on.

Only when he was so condescending now, would his eyes show a hint of indifference and coldness.

"I have nothing to do with him. You are enough." He became jealous and went crazy.

The man said nothing.

He only nodded slightly and lay there on his back, his face still pale and fragile.

Yan Conling also regained his composure and discussed with him, "Then I will loosen the rope for you now. Don't cause trouble again. If you dare to cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude."

What cannot be controlled is a disaster.

Lou Qixue paused, knowing clearly that what she said was not a threat...

She really knows how to do it...

The demon-binding rope flew back into the lapel of his clothes. Just as Yan Conling was about to get up, the corner of his clothes suddenly tightened and was grabbed by a hand dyed ink red with distinct joints.

"Ling'er, I hurt..."

The girl's expression remained calm.

She only looked down at the stained patch on her clean dress, just like the queen of the beautiful night in the forest. She could no longer draw a clear line between him and the demon.

This is the trouble she brought upon herself.

I was greedy for beauty and eager to detoxify, but I didn't expect it would be so difficult...

"Tell me, what happened to you just now?"

She didn't break free, just leaned forward and looked into the other person's eyes.

The fox demon's eyes are mostly seductive, and now they are covered with watery light and extremely sparkling.

Yan Conling was stunned.

Are you...crying again?

This is already the second time.

He is a demon king with a thousand years of cultivation, so his demon power shouldn't be so easy to lose control of. Even if I didn't pay much attention to him, I still realized it.

"Ling'er..."

Lou Qixue didn't answer the question, he just followed her knees and the hem of her skirt, like a thirsty fish wanting to come up and kiss her. Urgent and pitiful.

There was something wrong with his state, like a child looking for comfort after a nightmare.

Yan Congling turned aside and pinched his face again.

When his fingertips touched his skin, he was shocked to realize how hot he was.

"you tell me first."

This is not a complete rejection.

But his back stiffened, and his expression flashed with panic.

Yan Conling naturally didn't miss it, frowned, and suddenly leaned over and kissed her.

"You can talk now."

The fox who was tamed felt instantly calmer.

Thick eyelashes were drooped, and Lou Qixue's voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, "It's probably just like every time you have a nightmare..." The inner demon is the nightmare that traps him.

While he resented her ruthlessness, he couldn't help but fall into despair... Yan Conling only regarded it as a nightmare and didn't think about his inner demons.

Demons are different from people. I have seen people who go astray and become possessed, but there are few demons who become possessed. After all, the two monsters are neighbors.

Thinking about the violent violence just now, he did not bite himself, but only attacked Yinyue. And when he shouts, he can stop his hand in time.

The coldness in Yan Cong's eyes faded, and she finally stretched out her hand and said, "Get up, the ground is cold..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over suddenly.

His lower back was pressed against the desk, and what came into view was a large patch of blood on his clothes.

The cold wind behind him chilled his spine, but the body and lips in front of him were burning hot. The dissatisfaction of being left out all night finally found an outlet.

The beast that had been showing weakness all night now showed its fangs.

"you……"

He kissed fiercely and greedily.

The girl was pressed on the back of her neck by him, and her palms were placed on his forearms, making it difficult for her to resist. There seemed to be a layer of mist in front of the eyes that should have been clear.

After a long time, the pair of shadows on the ground separated.

Yan Congling took a step back and tasted the faint smell of blood. It didn't matter whose it was, what was important was that she realized that the way the two got along was abnormal.

Give him a slap and a sweet date.

Not like a couple, more like a tame animal.

And now, she has to consider whether she will bite the Lord...

She didn't care in any way, but thinking that he had a problem tonight and was almost discovered by Chief Li... it would be unrealistic to directly drive him away and separate the relationship.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Conngling helplessly pressed her eyebrows, "How did you get up just now? Climb through the window? No one saw it, right?"

The fox tail and ears had been retracted, and Lou Qixue arranged the messy hair around her cheeks for her, "Well..."

"Row."

Yan Conling calmed down quickly.

She wasn't used to this kind of intimacy from men. After enduring it, I still couldn't help but push his hand away gently, and said in a staggered way, "Then you can do it again from the gate now. The expression should be more fierce and cold, okay?"

It's just a chance to give someone a break, so don't overwhelm them.

Lou Qixue was startled and understood what she said.

"meeting."

Yan Conling was still a little worried and didn't trust his acting skills. "You can make a show for me first. It's like you want to arrest someone."

The man's face suddenly turned cold, and it was more freezing than the frost and snow outside. There was a trace of sadness at the end of his eyes and eyebrows, and he looked like a resentful husband.

"It's quite similar."

Yan Conling was satisfied.

The other party glared at her.

Is this still worth acting? Isn’t it obvious?

...

So, in the first light snowfall before winter, everyone in Hongxiulou ate the hottest melon.

Miss Yan, who was famous all over the imperial capital, was caught by her husband while drinking and going to a flower house in the middle of the night.

It's menacing and has a strong aura.

The first half is exactly the same as the original script imagined by Yan Conling. It's a pity that the lower half suddenly stretched her hips, because Lou Qixue had red eyes and begged her to go back.

"The clothes are washed and the food is prepared. It's so cold. You should go back early today."

The young man stood in front of her, tall and big, but his tail instantly softened.

"..."

I have never seen someone go to the flower building to arrest someone like this.

I have never seen such a level of love brain.

Feeling the fiery gazes from the onlookers, the fire of gossip is burning brightly. Although Yan Conling always considered himself to be thick-skinned, he couldn't bear it.

Who taught him?

Who taught him?

She remembered that she had not given him the second half of the script.

Improvisation is acting as one’s true self.