The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 1035 Trapped (2)

Qi Jinghuan, who came back from outside, pursed his lips lightly, and entered the room with steady steps: "Wan'er, if you can't make up your mind, let me do it."

Jiaolong cast a sneaky glance at Qi Jinghuan, guessing what the devil was thinking.

Xiahou Yihan must not stay.

"Ah Huan." Xie Wanrong said helplessly, she had just told him that Xiahou Yihan was temporarily spared.

Qi Jinghuan raised his eyebrows, and his stern face showed a smile. His broad palms fell on her shoulders, as if to calm her emotions, "I know."

Even if Qi Jinghuan wanted to kill Xiahou Yihan, he would not choose this time.

Jiaolong coughed lightly: "Then be trapped in the West Sea for the time being."

Xie Wanrong thought for a while, Xiahou Yihan is now joining hands with the God Realm, Xiahou Yihan is trapped in the West Sea, the God Realm will definitely rescue him.

She shook her head, turned to Qi Jinghuan and said, "Send him to the demon world."

Two reasons, one, staying in the West Sea, she was worried that he would find Beixi Continent by chance.

Second, the shrimp soldiers and crabs in Xihai will be vulnerable, and it will inevitably implicate Xihai.

Qi Jinghuan's thin and moderate red lips pursed slightly, he hoped that Xiahou Yihan would be trapped in the Demon Realm, Xie Wanrong chose the Demon Realm, probably because he was worried that the people in the Demon Realm would take Xiahou Yihan's life.

Regarding Xie Wanrong's careful consideration, Qi Jinghuan's expression was a little subtle.

He wrapped his fingers around Xie Wanrong's long hair, "Wan'er, can I deny it?"

Xie Wanrong paused: "I can't..."

Jiaolong "puchi." Laughed out, feeling the cold gaze, his complexion immediately calmed down: "Xiao Rongrong, then I will start preparing to go now."

As soon as Jiaolong smoked, he left the room.

Qi Jinghuan pinched Xie Wanrong's round cheeks, and looked straight at Xie Wanrong with dark eyes: "Wan'er, I'm not happy anymore."

"..."

This is probably too direct.

Xie Wanrong looked at Qi Jinghuan not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "This is the favor I owe him."

Qi Jinghuan snorted softly, "You spare his life, I don't owe him any favors." Qi Jinghuan hugged Xie Wanrong's body from behind, "Wan'er, have you forgotten, who else was in Fengyougu that day, and who gave it to you? Removed the evil spirit seal."

This little girl, he has saved her so many times, he can't remember, that kid Xiahou Yihan only saved her once, and he became her savior.

Xie Wanrong quickly wrapped her arms around Qi Jinghuan, "Of course I remember, it was you, it's just that I..."

She coughed dryly, unable to speak out.

Qi Jinghuan lifted her chin, gave her a meaningful look, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What was it?"

Xie Wanrong shrank her head and smiled coyly: "It's nothing, nothing."

How dare she say that she still hated him back then.

But when she carefully thought about all the things that happened in the human world, she couldn't help secretly sighing, the word "fate".

Back then, she would never have thought that she and Qi Jinghuan would be together. One of them is a god and the other is a devil, but they fell in love without any accident.

Qi Jinghuan laughed lowly, his fingers lingering on Xie Wanrong's cheek: "Hate me?"

"Cough..." Xie Wanrong coughed lightly, why did they switch from the matter of Xiahou Yihan to this.

She hugged him resentfully: "What about me, the whole capital knows, don't you?"

The entire capital knew that the eldest lady of the Xie family was infatuated with the Ninth Prince and would not marry unless he was the only one.

Qi Jinghuan looked at her with a half-smile: "Wan'er, so you admitted that you were playing hard to get?"

(End of this chapter)