The Absolutely Favorite Poison Concubine: Demon Emperor, very arrogant

Chapter 421 Didn't you say yes, take off your pants?

I reached out and touched her pants...

Seeing this, Ling Jiuyou's eyes twitched immediately, and his whole body was a little messy!
What?

What is this for?

Are you going to take off her pants?

"Dear..." Ling Jiuyou thought for a while, and always felt that he should say something...

"Huh?" The low voice responded with a touch of dullness, and Di Qing paused slightly with his hand on Ling Jiuyou's trouser leg...

Those slender fingers seemed to be transparent, but their texture was clear...

Ling Jiuyou's small face was conflicted, and she always felt that it was a bit inappropriate for Di Qing's hands to do the trousers thing!
Such a thing, let her come!

She is a self-conscious person!

Really!

However, Ling Jiuyou couldn't say these words under Di Qing's gaze like a sea of ​​stars!

Uh...

"Master Jiu, what are you thinking?" The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, Di Qing raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of ridicule.

"I..." What else could she be thinking?
All she wanted was her pants!

But, inexplicably, Ling Jiuyou swallowed back what he wanted to say!

"Dirty woman!" Di Qing snorted coldly and dropped five words.

Ling Jiuyou: "!!!"

Dirty?

She is dirty?
Wipe that, wipe that!
Where is she messing up?

The dirty one is clearly the man squatting beside him, okay?

His evil hands are still on his trouser legs!

Ling Jiuyou has really seen what it means to steal something and get it back and call it a thief!
Her emperor's habit of labeling her every now and then has really not changed at all!
Tag Emperor!
This is the full label emperor!
"Can you stop calling me Ninth Master? You call me that, I feel flustered..." Quickly changed the subject, feeling uneasy, uneasy, always feeling that something bad is about to happen, full of sarcasm Is there any?

This feeling made Ling Jiuyou a little bit blind.

"I feel that you are very satisfied with this title..." Di Qing said casually after hearing this.

Ling Jiuyou: "..."

What do you think about it?
illusion!

This is completely an illusion!
However, just as the tens of thousands of horses were galloping and roaring in Ling Jiuyou's heart, the hand of the emperor who overturned her leg moved...

Fold up the trousers, slowly turn them up, until they reach the thighs, then stop, and start to turn the other trousers...

Ling Jiuyou's trembling body froze!
This is……

What are you doing?
Didn't you say you'd take off your pants?
Why, it became a trouser leg?

As one trouser leg was fully rolled up, the scars on Ling Jiuyou's slender and straight legs that were scratched by spiritual power could no longer be concealed...

On the porcelain-white skin, there are glaring red patches, which look a bit hideous...

Looking away from his legs, Ling Jiuyou slowly looked at the man squatting in front of him...

Di Qing's figure is very slender. Visually, it must be more than 1.9 meters. Squatting beside him like this, with his knees slightly bent, it seems that he is really aggrieved, but, like that, it is indescribably beautiful...

In particular, the way he rolled up his trouser legs for himself, Ling Jiuyou didn't know if it was his own illusion, but he felt that he seemed to be deliberately avoiding his own scars, and his movements were indescribably gentle and careful...

Ling Jiuyou, who was sitting on the boulder, propped up his hands, and slowly sat up straight...

This scene made her inexplicably want to cry...

As if, I am a treasure being cared for by others...

(End of this chapter)