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

Chapter 443 The Storm is Surging (5)

Xie Wanrong nodded slightly in response.

"Wan'er, she's here for you." Qi Jinghuan said calmly.

"Sophistry." Xie Wanrong stood up, cast a sidelong glance at him, and cursed with a smile: "It's clearly for you."

Her gaze swept to the other boudoir women in the tea shop who were heading to Pingcheng: "Ah Huan, don't you feel the fierce eyes around you? They are all staring at me."

Qi Jinghuan's cold and handsome face finally showed a smile, and this smile was even more dazzling, like the spring breeze refreshing the heart in March.

He stretched out his hands to pinch Xie Wanrong's small nose, and said in a calm voice, "Those men are staring at you intently and wantonly, this king should really goug out their eyes."

The calm words seemed like a joke.

But Jiaolong knew that Qi Jinghuan really wanted to poach their eyes!
Muyan also felt the cold air suddenly descending from the surrounding area.

Xie Wanrong coughed lightly, and rubbed against Qi Jinghuan, with a smile hidden in her beautiful eyes: "You're jealous."

Qi Jinghuan nodded as he should, and admitted without ambiguity at all: "This king is jealous, so how do you make it up?"

The memory of the demon king is pouring into Qi Jinghuan's mind little by little, the battle between gods and demons, the events of thousands of years ago, one after another.

Even the things he explained to the Ghost Emperor were re-imprinted in his memory very clearly, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the palm covering Xie Wanrong's slender waist stagnated almost invisible, fleeting.

Xie Wanrong took a sip of herbal tea and said with a smile, "What are you thinking about?"

Her eyelids were lifted slightly, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw the beautiful figures walking towards her slowly, with the wind blowing from her steps, the arrogance on her body was still the same.

Xie Wanrong frowned slightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his index finger lightly slid across Qi Jinghuan's chest, leaning forward, whispering in his ear, with a slight smile: "You've provoked me."

"Excuse me."

At the same time, an ethereal female voice rang in her ears.

Xie Wanrong shifted his gaze to her body, and raised his brows slightly. She changed into a plain quicksand skirt today, which was even more moving than her embarrassing appearance that day.

Xie Wanrong's penetrating cold eyes held a hint of clarity, and his exquisite facial features revealed indifference and alienation.

Lan Yao smiled indifferently and said, "It seems that you are going to Pingcheng too?"

This word means that they will still go on the same road in the future.

Xie Wanrong nodded and spoke clearly: "It's a coincidence."

"It's a coincidence that most of the young women in Beimu Country are now rushing to Pingcheng. Wan Rong, you will also participate in this year's Yao Girl Festival? If so, then I am looking forward to the competition with you then." Lan Yao admitted directly The purpose of her trip to Pingcheng this time is to participate in the Yao Girl Festival which is held once every ten years.

Even if she didn't say it, most of the women in the boudoir in the tea shop were there to participate in the Yao Girl Festival.

Xie Wanrong shook her head: "I'm just a joker."

"This way..." Lan Yao's eyes were deep, she looked at Xie Wanrong for a while, and then said calmly, "It's a pity, otherwise you would be a very good opponent."

Lan Yao has a kind of aura on her body, it's a different kind of aura that can't be described.

As if not a mortal.

Xie Wanrong's eyes fell on her again, her face was delicate and clean, and those pair of smart eyes undoubtedly added points to her face, she was like a mystery.

But Lan Yao looked at her, as if she had seen through her, it was a subtle feeling.

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