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

Chapter 773 West Sea Dragon Palace (6)

But after a while, Xie Wanrong's outer shirt has faded.

A series of dense kisses spread down from between the foreheads, Xie Wanrong's whole body was hot, and Qi Jinghuan's fingers seemed to be electrified, arousing numbness all over his body.

"Wan'er." Qi Jinghuan said softly.

Inside the hall, the atmosphere is soaring rapidly.

"Master Demon Lord, Lord Demon Lord..."

Just as the robe on Qi Jinghuan's body was untied, an untimely voice came from outside.

Xie Wanrong was startled and woke up. Seeing the mess on the bed, she grabbed the coat and put it on her body. Before the flush on her face faded, she kicked the culprit down.

Qi Jinghuan was like being poured a basin of cold water, and the strong desire in his body was extinguished in one fell swoop.

He narrowed his phoenix eyes, his robe was loose, and he walked out with his chest slightly exposed.

"Wait!" Xie Wanrong put on her clothes indiscriminately, jumped off the couch and grabbed Qi Jinghuan, "Ah Huan, - fix the clothes first."

Qi Jinghuan pointed to his cheek, and turned his face to the opposite direction of Xie Wanrong's.

Listening to the voice of the Dragon King outside, Xie Wanrong felt like being caught and raped on the bed, she quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed Qi Jinghuan's right cheek.

After all, Qi Jinghuan left the inner hall with brisk footsteps.

"Clothes! Qi Jinghuan! You liar!" Xie Wanrong watched as Qi Jinghuan's clothes were disheveled and he disappeared in front of his eyes.

Unfortunately, his appearance actually added a bit of evil charm to that stern face.

And Xie Wanrong's enthusiasm has not faded, and he has no face to go out. This is not telling others what they were doing just now.

Qi Jinghuan, who stepped out of the inner hall, had cold eyes, and his eyes were like sharp knives, cutting on the Dragon King.

The Dragon King greeted him with a smiling face, and just as he was about to say a few words to please him, he realized—something was not quite right.

The Demon Lord... No matter how stupid the Dragon King is, he knows that the Demon Lord's eyes are full of killing intent.

"Say!"

The cold and decisive voice broke out.

The Dragon King was so frightened that the old man trembled, and stammered: "Xiaolong...Xiaolong..."

He just wanted to ask the Demon Lord if he was satisfied... How dare he ask now.

He lowered his head to compose, and stepped back calmly: "Xiaolong...Leave now...Leave now..."

"Oh? Lord Dragon King came here just to have a look at this deity?" Qi Jinghuan said slowly and unhurriedly.

The Dragon King wants to cry but has no tears.

He tremblingly said: "Xiaolong...Xiaolong..."

Qi Jinghuan narrowed his eyes with a half-smile, "I've seen enough, I'll send you out."

"Let's not bother Mr. Mojun, Xiaolong himself... ah—" The Dragon King of the West Sea, who bowed his head and composed, was directly knocked out of the moon palace by a powerful force.

Fell outside the Moon Palace.

In a daze, the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the Moon Palace were taken aback.

"Master Dragon King, why do you..."

"Shut up! Hurry up and help your Lord Dragon King up!" The Dragon King groaned, what kind of fate is he, he dared not say a word when he was beaten by outsiders in his own territory.

With lingering fear in his heart, he turned his head and glanced at the Moon Palace, avoiding it, not daring to take another step in the future.

……

Xie Wanrong listened to the truth in the hall, she just left the inner hall and was walking towards Qi Jinghuan.

"Wan'er, why did you come out? It's been settled for my husband, let's continue." Qi Jinghuan turned his face and said with a smile.

"Go on!" Xie Wanrong clenched his collar tightly, and glanced at him angrily: "Qi Jinghuan! You did it on purpose!"

(End of this chapter)