The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

Dongfang Yexiu looked at the woman on the bed, from time to time he raised his hand to pick his nose, and from time to time he took a sharp breath--a sudden turn--

She is still so exciting, unrivaled----

Raising his hand, he gently touched the tip of her small nose, causing her to wave her hand and pat it impatiently, and went to pat it for nothing---

It's just that this has aroused her vigilance----

As a beast master, how could she not be so vigilant?

No matter how tired she is, she never forgets to maintain the bottom line to protect herself. Now, being in the Magic Continent is like being in a cave of spirit beasts.

The sharp red eyes suddenly turned around, and then sat up abruptly - regardless of the radiance on his chest, he had already slashed towards the black shadow in front of him with one hand---

"what!----"

A muffled groan, when Ling Yi's strength was unreservedly released on Hei Ying, such a voice came out immediately.

But, even if it’s just such a soft murmur---

She already felt who was sitting in front of her.

There was no room for further thinking, she had already turned sideways abruptly and kicked the man with her foot, the man immediately backed up again and again, and managed to stabilize his body——

"One by one—" he murmured——

Ling Yi on the bed, with his clothes half exposed, casually picked up a piece of quilt to wrap around his body, and then flew up and rushed towards him again-----

With another muffled snort, the man didn't resist at all, and took the kick alive---but didn't move half a step---

Panting and standing in front of him with bare feet, looking at his tall black shadow, Ling Yi thanked this moment, thanked this dark night for covering this man's face---

"Is the devil's visit late at night lonely? That's why you came to find me, a **** woman?"

Her mocking voice came out, with endless coldness---

Dongfang Yexiu was already completely cold---

If that was the case, he knew that what he said that day hurt her, so much so that until now, there is still such a deep scar in her heart -----

"Are you still angry?"

He took a few steps forward, and then asked slowly, without the flamboyance and arrogance just now---

Hearing this, Ling Yi sneered: "Angry? Why is this king angry? This king is a woman and needs something. What are a few men to this king? As for you? It's just a man from this king. Just a pet? Have you seen it? Just now, the patron saint of the king just went out with the king-----"

Her words flowed out like prepared lines, without a single pause, as if she was just preparing for his arrival——

Coincidentally, these words have also played a role ---

Dongfang Yexiu stepped forward suddenly, pinched her slender chin with one hand, made her red eyes meet his purple eyes, and the bloodthirsty breath slowly floated.

"What did you say? Yin Wenmao came in only to sleep with you?"

He began to snap--

Unexpectedly, what he feared most still happened, but he had already released the anger that he had finally suppressed.

Ling Yi was ruthlessly controlled by him in his arms like a rag doll, his chin was pinched so painfully, so painfully——

However, even though she was in pain, she didn't let out a painful hum -- she was too lazy to do it --