Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1170
As Wen Rong spoke, she exerted slight pressure on her fingertips, and the small piece of flesh on the back of Lie Jiuqing's neck felt itchy, and an indescribable taste flowed into her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled again and again, and she squinted slightly, her vision blurred.

"Then what do you want?"

"a lot of."

Wen Rong smiled softly and kissed the corner of her mouth.

"Baby, I want a lot more than you think. You will know in the future that I am much greedier than you."

Lie Jiuqing whispered: "When you called me baby, it seemed like... you wanted to do something bad."

He was never so gentle for no reason.

Every time she was gentle, she felt miserable...

Wen Rong buried his head on her shoulder, put her hands on her waist, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"Qingqing, my husband is powerless now. Do you dislike my husband because I can't make you happy?"

Lie Jiuqing said angrily, "Can you be more serious?"

Wen Rong laughed out loud, "I don't want to be serious."

He nuzzled her and said, "Asking you, do you dislike it?"

"I don't mind it." Lie Jiuqing told the truth, "I'm a little scared."

"Ok?"

Lie Jiuqing coughed lightly and said, "When you... are good, I'm a little scared."

Wen Rong raised his eyes from her shoulder. In the dim light, his eyes were dim and dangerous.

The corners of his slightly raised lips were blocked, "Afraid?"

Lie Jiuqing didn't say anything, Wen Rong bit her shoulder, "What are you afraid of?"

Lie Jiuqing still didn't speak. Wen Rong used strength and her fingertips got into her inner clothes. She whispered in annoyance: "You make me faint every time, of course I will be afraid!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Rong laughed in her arms.

Lie Jiuqing was not angry, "Are you still laughing?"

"I want to laugh." Wen Rong raised her head and lowered her chin to her shoulder. Her phoenix eyes were shining brightly. Lie Jiuqing felt that he couldn't be blamed for laughing.

"Then laugh."

The curve of the corners of Wen Rong's lips rose a little more.

"I have always been curious about how Miss Seventh's body is so much better than mine. How can she be so effortless, but she is so soft and delicate that I really like her."

How could Lie Jiuqing show weakness? Her fingertips landed on his tailbone and pressed her. Wen Rong's body stiffened in her arms, and she also smiled.

She leaned close to Wen Rong's ear and whispered: "I am quite satisfied with Master Qiantose's body and bones."

"you……"

Wen Rong's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of emotion in Lie Jiuqing's eyes.

Just as he spoke, Lie Jiuqing suddenly got off the quilt.

Before he could react, his waist felt hot.

Lie Jiuqing kissed his tail bone.

Wen Rong's pupils shrank, and he used the quilt to cover half of his red face.

"Little bastard, I'm here to sleep."

After a while, Lie Jiuqing poked his head out from behind him and kissed his spine with a smile, "This is the reward for being good, Master Qiantose."

Wen Rong was squeezed into the corner by Lie Jiuqing. He arched his back slightly, unable to forget the sweet temptation of reason just now.

If not...

He will never let her go.

"Brother A Rong, go to bed quickly. Stop teasing me, and I won't bother you either."

Lie Jiuqing would fall asleep easily next to Wen Rong. She yawned and whispered: "When you wake up tomorrow morning, don't leave in a hurry. I'll take your pulse and take some of the medicinal materials I prepared for you." Take it away too..."

She yawned several times in a row, and her eyelids couldn't hold any longer. She leaned on Wen Rong's back and slowly fell asleep.

Listening to the steady breathing of the little woman behind him, Wen Rong's eyes turned red, and the violent desire in his eyes continued for a long time, "You little bastard, you only light the fire, but don't put out the fire..."

(End of this chapter)