The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 1391 Single repair, how can double repair be good? ! (1)

The four eyes met, and the throats of the two couldn't help rolling...

Time seemed to stand still. For a moment, Ling Jiuyou and Di Qing hugged each other tightly, their bodies pressed against each other, and neither spoke...

close!
The distance between the two is very close!

Close, breathing each other's breath!
If they are so close, their lips can be printed together with just a slight movement!
Closer, nose to nose...

The only fly in the ointment is that Di Qing still wears that golden mask on his face!
Diqing's temperature is still warm and cool, there is no temperature!
"You...you..." Ling Jiuyou shrank back as much as possible, in order not to be with Di Qing, and said a little awkwardly, "Why do you know how to write here?"

She has already meditated and is going to retreat to practice!

Why did Di Qing suddenly barge in and sit opposite her?

Logically speaking, the City Lord's Mansion of Yinji City is not that small. It is impossible that there is not even a room for Di Qing to stay in!

"This seat... is going to retreat!" Di Qing said angrily when he heard this.

He wouldn't say that he wanted to guard this woman in case she ran away!

That's right!

Never say it!
The woman told him that the reason why she didn't go back with her brother, but went to the middle spirit world, was because of her superior lion and tiger!
And Ye Wuxie, the tortoise, told him that this damn woman is very fascinated by the superior Wu Qi, and that superior Wu Qi is quite good-looking, Mo Shangren is like a jade, the son is unparalleled, right?
Di Qing is very angry!

Di Qing has never felt uneasy and hesitant like this moment!
It was as if, in the next moment, this woman would leave with the Venerable Wu Qi!
"Retreat? Where are you going to retreat? There are many rooms in this city lord's mansion. If you can't do it, you can go back to the pot. There are small pots and black-bone chicken treasures waiting for you in the pot. You must... Want to..." Ling Jiuyou hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, but he still said in a nanny, but, halfway through the conversation, Ling Jiuyou couldn't help but blushed when he saw the posture of the two, "It must be like this ?"

Enough is enough for this snake-sick man!
If he hadn't suddenly appeared in front of her, if she hadn't been frightened suddenly, the posture of the two of them wouldn't be as awkward as it is now...

"What's wrong with this? Isn't this bad?" Di Qing snorted coldly when he heard the words, not realizing that there was something wrong with the posture of the two of them at all.

"Is it not good? Do you still have the face to say that this is not good? How can I practice in seclusion!" Hearing this, Ling Jiuyou burst into tears immediately.

She is being crushed by Di Qing, and the distance between the two of them is still so close. What she rushes towards her is full of Di Qing's domineering masculinity. How do you let her cultivate?
She's not Liu Xiahui who can sit still!

Do not!
To be more precise, Ling Jiuyou admits that she has never had any resistance to Di Qing, never!

In front of Di Qing, she can be said to be quite a true nympho!

Forgive Ling Jiuyou for this posture, her heart was only half calm, and suddenly became restless again, and she couldn't calm down at all...

"You can't practice, that's because you don't have enough determination. I think it's just right to practice like this!" Di Qing squinted at Ling Jiuyou when he heard the words, and with his long arm, he grabbed the little girl under him. The woman was picked up...

(End of this chapter)